I'm sure Potions aren't meant to do that...

Summary – What happens when Harry tells Ron and Hermione that he's gay? And what's this about Hermione betting...and loosing?

Disclaimer – Harry Potter isn't mine! If it was, it wouldn't have ended up how it did.

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'Oh well' he thought. 'At least they don't hate me...even if they were betting on me.'

And on with the story!

The next day Harry made his way down to the common room on his way to the Great Hall for breakfast. He stepped down the stairs from the boys dormitory, and into a room full of Gryffindors. That wouldn't be unusual as it was the Gryffindor common room. What was strange was that every single one of them was staring at Harry, a glint in their eyes.

Harry stared back, wondering what they were doing; they weren't moving or talking, just staring at him.

"Umm, can I help you?" He asked, which seemed to act as a trigger for the students to crowd around him all asking the same question.

"Is it true? Are you gay?" The raven-haired boy's eyes widened in surprise and an embarassed blush flew across his face as he nodded slightly, which seemed to be all they were after. A cheer went up, and the students moved away from him, now crowding round Fred and George, who were looking as though Christmas had come early.

He stayed stock still as he heard Fred, or was it George, saying todays date, and the other one pulling out a ream of parchment which he unravelled and studied.

"Looks like the winner is..." One of the twin's announced before the other one took over. "NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM!" His usually stoic friend grinned and moved through the dissapointed crowds to be handed a large bag of something, presumably galleons.

"W-what's going on?" Harry asked in shock as the twins approached him, George, or was it Fred, pulling out another parchment.

"Don't worry 'Arry...when did you realise you were gay?" The twin asked nodding officially as Harry spluttered.

"Umm, yesterday." Ron's brother frowned and tutted, but read another name off this parchment.

"And the next winner is...GINNY WEASLEY!" The small, red-haired girl grinned as she relieved her twins of another bag of galleons, or at least tried to; it looked as though her brothers were reluctant to hand over the money to their little sister. Were reluctant, that is, until she threatened them with her bat-bogey hex, when they readily supplied the bag.

Harry was left standing in shock, opening his mouth and shutting it, his eyelids blinking furiously as he tried to work out what on earth was happening.

"They were betting on you, you know. Everyone in the house." A voice told him quietly from behind, and he turned to see Lee Jordan standing behind him with his arms crossed and an amused smirk on his face. "If only you'd have realised tomorrow, I would have won."

Author's Note:

I decided that I wanted to make this story a bit longer.

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