Love, Or something Like It

Love, Or Something Like It

 

Disclaimer: I Don’t own Jks magical world I just chose to
live there!

 

 

A/N If I have reviews ill consider making this into a story
but for now it’s just a short ficlete. I need reviews or I think that
my righting is horrible and I don’t continue. This is a kin dia diary about
Harry indecisiveness as he turns in to something he would have never imagined
before, Gay.

 

 

 

Love, Or Something Like It

 

People always told me love was magical when I was little,
but they also told me magic was not real. That was until I got my acceptance
letter in to Hogwarts.

 

I came to this school with no life skill what so ever so its
no surprise that I’ve fallen in love with the first person who showed an
interest in me. Ginny. She’s pretty and everything I could ever hope for but
sometimes I get the feeling I am with her only because that’s what everyone
tells me to do. As I walk along the halls in my seventh year I wonder who else
might feel that way about me. Hermione? No. She had fallen in love with Snape
and was now living with him in his private rooms in the dungeons. Weird I know,
you should have seen the look on Ron\'s face when she told us he’d asked her
out. And the even more horrified on when she had announce that she was in love
and would be moving in with him. But he was cheating on him. And I think he
knew it too. But it was whom she was cheating on him with that stuck ever one
odd. Ginny. Now you have to remember that this was before we were going out in
sixth grade. They had broken up now but I still see the way they look at each
other. No I did not find this odd, but I cannot for the life of me figure out
why. Maybe it was the fact that lately I was beginning to look at other members
of my own sex and get a hard on when I see them in compromising positions.

The other day for instance I was in the boys showers when
Dean came in, big broad shouldered blonde haired Dean. I was just standing
there talking to him as he got undressed and as I was getting dressed and when
he took off his knickers and I saw it I was poking faster then I ever had at
the site of Ginny, or any other girl for that matter.

But as I sit here now in the great hall at dinner even the
site if him in the black snugly fit t-shirt and muggle blue jeans makes me
think thoughts that I dint think a man should be having about a man. Were, the
dream team I mean, are off for some studding before bed so I wont bore you with
those details and will finish this after that.

Its ten o’clock and as we have classes tomorrow I should
sleep soon but stuff has happened since I tucked this away where no prying eyes
can find it. Two things actually, first Ginny broke up with me. I know, I
should be crying but I feel relived somehow and I’m happy I don’t have to break
up with her.

It seems that she is longing for a touch that I can’t give
her, a female one. She says she’s gay. I wish it were that easy for me to make
up my mind. Second when Ron, Hermione and I were in the library Dean was in
there to and he was researching the same project as we were. Hermione sent me
for a book in advanced transfiguration and it seems he was looking for the same
book. I dint even notice he was there as I reached for the book but he reached
at the same time and our hands brushed and there was this kind of spark that
coursed through every part of my body. I think he felt it to because he mumbled
something about how he’d go ask Prince if there was a second copy. And left me
standing there with a flushed expression on his face.

 

 

 

More in the next chapter hopefully up tomorrow

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