Some Things Just Don\'t Happen

CHAPTER ONE

Harry lay in his bed unable to sleep, one thing turning itself over and over in his mind, one simple thing and it was annoying him beyond belief.

I fancy guys. Ron knows that. Hermione knows that, hell, the whole of Gryffindor knows it! Not that they havent been unsupportive, on the contrary, half of them already suspected it, the female half anyway, while the male... They just thought that i was timid. The girls keep trying to set me up with half the guys in the school, including some hufflepuff guy i\'ve never even met before. Ginny tried setting me up with George at one point... Man did that turn out ugly, she couldnt get out of her bedroom for three days.
If only they knew... If only i could tell Ron who i liked, maybe they would all leave me be to wallow in my own self idiocy, not sure if thats a word, but it is now.
Draco Malfoy.
Damn fucking Malfoy. Why\'d i have to go and fall for a guy like you and my enemy no less. Should i tell Ron? I think that Hermione may already know... Neville does know, how he figured that one out i\'ll never understand.
Draco Malfoy. Rolls quite nicely off a person tongue that name does. Draco Malfoy.
Somebody hit me please.
What would Ron do if he found out? In fact, what would Malfoy do if he found out? Probably do what Malfoy always does...

Harry sighed loudly making Ron in the next bed look over at him. \"Can\'t sleep either, huh?\" Harry just shook his head in reply.
\"Harry. Can i ask you a question?\"
\"You just did, but yeah, go ahead.\"
\"Do you reacon that Hermione would say yes if i asked her out?\" Ron whispered uncertainly.
Harry looked at his best friend as a huge grin formed on his face. \"Of course she would Ron!\" He exclaimed. \"She has been waiting for you to ask her out since the end of our fourth year!\"
\"She has? Really?\" Ron said hope written on his face, hs eyes filled with excitment.
\"Duh.\" Neville said from the bed next to Ron, before going back to sleep again.
Ron had a silly little grin on his face. \"I\'ll ask her in the morning.\"
\"You do that Ron.\" Harry said happy for his friend and glad that he had finally got up the courage to ask Hermione out.
\"Thanks Harry.\" Ron said greatfully.
\"No problem.\"
There was silence for a little while, then Ron asked, \"What about you?\"
\"What about me?\" Harry asked confused.
\"Do you fancy anyone?\"
\"Errr...\"
\"I knew it!\" Ron cried out triumphantly, earning him a pillow to the head. \"Me and hermione could tell that something was up with you in potions. So, who is it?\"
\"Erm...\"
\"C\'mon mate you know that you can tell me.\"
\"Ah...\"
\"Those arnt even words! Speak to me man!\"
\"You\'d kill me if i told you. In fact, you\'d kill me then him.\"
\"No i wouldn\'t.\" Ron said trying to reasure his friend, though begining to feel abit uneasy.
Harry looked at his friend, comming across the problem again of whether he should tell him or not about they way that he felt for Malfoy, and then decided against it, thinking that he should tell Hermione later and maybe she could break he news to Ron gently.
\"Only if you promise not to do anything rash.\"
\"Okay i promise.\" Ron said eagerly.
\"You\'ll have to find out from Hermione three days from now.\"
\"WHAT!?\"
Another pillow to the head.
\"I dont wat to tell you, because i know what your reaction will be and i dont want to be around to see your reaction.\" hrry said simply, looking at the hurt expression on Rons face. \"I\'m sorry Ron, but you just wouldnt understand.\"
Ron just nodded his head and pulled the covers over him, not answering to Harry concerned questions.