Drabble: Confessions
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alisanneTitle: Confessions
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alisanne
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harryron100's prompt: Secret
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Romance/ No warnings
A/N: Harry discovers that everyone has secrets.
Beta:sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Confessions
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“Who is she?”
Harry looked up, confused. “What?”
“Your secret girlfriend,” Ron clarified.
“I don’t--”
“It's okay that things didn’t work with Ginny,” Ron interrupted. “Spill.”
Harry sighed. It was time. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said firmly. “I don’t like girls that way.”
Ron went red and Harry prepared himself for the explosion. Instead, Ron sat down on Harry’s bed and pulled the curtains. “Who told you I was gay?” Ron whispered.
“You’re gay?”
Ron nodded. “This wasn’t the way I planned to confess,” he muttered.
Harry smiled and clasped his hand. “Actually, I’ve something to confess, too...”
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Author:
alisanneSummary: Written for
harryron100's prompt: SecretRating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Romance/ No warnings
A/N: Harry discovers that everyone has secrets.
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
~
Confessions
~
“Who is she?”
Harry looked up, confused. “What?”
“Your secret girlfriend,” Ron clarified.
“I don’t--”
“It's okay that things didn’t work with Ginny,” Ron interrupted. “Spill.”
Harry sighed. It was time. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said firmly. “I don’t like girls that way.”
Ron went red and Harry prepared himself for the explosion. Instead, Ron sat down on Harry’s bed and pulled the curtains. “Who told you I was gay?” Ron whispered.
“You’re gay?”
Ron nodded. “This wasn’t the way I planned to confess,” he muttered.
Harry smiled and clasped his hand. “Actually, I’ve something to confess, too...”
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