That night, Harry lay in his make-shift bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking of Bill Weasley. He had never even considered the notion that he was gay, but what he felt with Bill was something completely new, he had never felt that way about any woman before. After some time Harry had made up his decision, gay or not he definitely wanted Bill Weasley, and it was obvious Bill felt the same way. The next morning, Harry would find a few private moments with Bill and talk to him about the day before.
'Harry?' Harry had forgotten that Ron was in the room, almost mimicking his own position on the other side of the room on an identical bed. 'Harry!'
'Huh? Oh sorry Ron, what where you saying?' Harry glanced over at Ron and wished he hadn't, Ron was looking furious, apparently what Ron had been saying was quite important. Ron sprang of his bed and stood, square on to Harry, his fists clenched.
'Jesus Harry! I'm trying to tell you… well tell you that…' He stammered.
'Oh spit it out!' Harry said irritably.
'I think I'm gay.'
Well that was odd, Harry thought, way to steal his thunder. He stared at his now uncloseted friend, mouth slightly open. Ron twitched impatiently, mistaking Harrys silence as confusion. 'You know, a queer, puff, homosexu..'
'I know what gay means!' Harry shouted. 'I mean, how did you, when did you… what?!' Ron sat back down on his bed, he looked defeated.
'I know that you cant really understand.'
'You have no idea.' Harry muttered under his breath.
'What?' Ron shouted, back on his feet, mishearing Harry. ' I thought you would at least accept it, you don't need to make jokes.' Harry stared at him, he did not know what to say and so lay back down on his bed, maybe it ran in the family, he thought briefly and before being able to stop himself, had a sudden mental image of Ron kissing Bill feverishly, HIS hands slowly tracing the edges of Bills trousers. Harry shook himself, disgusted. Apparently this showed on his face as seconds later Ron was shouting again.
'I know this disgusts you! But you could at least try!' Harry blinked at him, Ron turned his back on his best friend and lay back down on his bed, his back to Harry and feel completely silent.
Fucking hell, Harry thought, what a day.
When Harry awoke next day his head was filled with calmed bliss before it had time to remember why he had gone to bed feeling so confused and angry. Ron and Bill. Harry groaned half annoyed, and half thinking about Bills very attractive eyes when he looked over to see Rons bed completely deserted, Harry assumed that Ron must have woken up at the crack of dawn and fled the small room before Harry had even considered waking up. Harry climbed out of bed and pulled his old jeans on, stopping just before doing up the zip, what was he ging to wear? He couldn't wear the same as yesterday could he, or Bill would think he was filthy. But he could not wear anything to formal or it looks as if he is trying to hard.
'oh fuck.' Said Harry, 'I'm turning into a girl.' After finally deciding on jeans and a smart-casual green shirt that perfectly complemented his eyes, walking down the stairs, Harry took a large breath before pushing through the big oak door and into the Weasleys kitchen. The first thing Harry saw was Bills gorgeous face, smiling up at him. And then he saw the girl sitting next to him, the gorgeous, toned, obviously female, girl sitting next to Bill. And then their hands, together, on the table. Shit.
'Harry! You're up! Would you like some breakfast? Mrs Weasley bustled and guided Harry to a seat then set about making his breakfast without a reply. Harry was staring at Bill who was avoiding his gaze. Harry finally looked around at the others at the table, Ron was sat on his own, glaring at his porridge but Hermione and Ginny were chatting away happily to Bill, Harry listened in.
'Yeah, well Jenny,' Uh, Jenny. 'has been asking me out 4 weeks, and I don't know what was stopping me to be honest,' Bills eyes darted to Harry, but only Harry noticed, or imagined, 'but I finally thought, she's gorgeous, smart, funny, why not!' The smiled sickeningly at each other before kissing. Huh, Harry thought, I bet he doesn't kiss you like he kisses me. Ginny and Hermione were tilting their heads and looks admiringly and jealously at the couple. They finally broke apart to which Bill said,
'Ill be right back darling.' And dashed upstairs, Harry jumped to his feet to looks of surprise from his friends, quickly muttered,
'Toilet.' And dashed upstairs after Bill, it was not hard to find him, he was waiting in Harrys room. 'What the FUCK was that about? And who the hell is she?' Harry exploded, Bill stared at Harry.
'She's my girlfriend, I mean, We've only been going out a couple of weeks so I didn't want to say anything but I fe…'
'She's FEMALE!' Harry shouted harshly pacing the room. 'How did this happen, yesterday your cock seemed more than happy with the situation, and now, and now?! Jesus Christ.'
'I'm not gay.' Said Bill, shaking his head, Harry stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Bill, open mouthed.
'Yes you are!' Harry shouted.
'No, I'm not, I cant be, I'm not attracted to other men, that would be comp..' Harry had jumped onto Bill and was now kissing him passionately, forcing him, painfully against the wall, Pinning him their with both his hands. What it would be was never found out as Bill could not help but reply, it was too hard to ignore Harrys rock hard cock rubbing against his thigh.
'Come on Bill,' Harry whispered into his ear, 'I know you want this as much as I do.' Bill moaned, whether this was a failed attempt to argue back was irrelevant in Harrys mind as Bill was undoing Harrys shirt buttons with fumbling fingers and Harrys hands once again traced a burning map over Bills skin.
'NO!' Bill shouted, almost knocking Harry to the ground. 'Stop doing that. I'm not gay.' He finalised before storming out of the room. Staring after him, Harry did not know what to do, he couldn't just go back into the Weasleys kitchen and pretend like nothings happened, could he? 5 minutes later Harry walked into the kitchen virtually unnoticed, keeping his eyes on the floor, sat at the Weasleys long table and ate his breakfast.
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