Ron POV
I stare at my best friend sitting with the enemy! How could he? He is my friend,not those dumbasses play thing!
"Harry! Stop it!" I tell as I stomp over to him. "Why are you hanging out with them? I'm your friend! Not them!"
I'm livid since he doesn't answer me. I feel Hermione on my shoulder.
"Ron's right Harry, even though you switched houses doesn't mean you aren't allowed to hang with us," she stammered.
" Harry, You should hang with us,"said Ginny, trying to sound, well, I guess cute.
"Guys, I have something to say to you, in private, so if you could find a booth I will be over in a second,okay?" Harry asked so nervously that he was visibly shaking.
"No! Why don't you want to talk now? You cant just-" I begin almost yelling. Why cant he just tell us now? What does that coward -
"Ronald, Harry's right, lets go sit." Hermione drags them away to a booth by the door.
Harry POV
"Holy shit. What did I just do?" I ask myself outloud. Everyone else was silent. I guess they don't know what I did either.
"Harry,"begins Draco,"are you going to tell the about, y'know, us?"
"Is it okay if I do?" I feel broken, torn between my previous best friends and my boyfriend.
"Yes Harry. You can tell the world, I don't care," He lowered his voice a bit. "Plus I'm sure there is some reporter somewhere who will gets a whiff of this so we can't hide for long."
I feel sick as I get up and slowly start walking to their table. I stop.
"Draco, can you come with me?" I asked.
So he got up and we started walking to the booth hand in hand.
AN- hi I know I don't update this often much but I was dated to update it in a game of truth or dare.
So thank DukePistachio for making me update.
Bye y'all
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