I Love You... Both

I Love You... Both

Harry awoke, to find Ron lying asleep next to him on his bed. It was still surprising to Harry, that when he had gone to the Burrow the month before and had admitted his feelings to his best friend, that those feelings were returned. "Harry, what are we going to tell Hermione, when we see her today?" asked Ron, shaking Harry out of his thoughts.

"Umm...the truth?" Harry suggested. Strangely Harry felt the same for Ron, as he did for Hermione, this really confused him.

Ron looked up at Harry and sighed, "I suppose we must."

"Umm...Ron, do you still have feelings for 'Mione?" Harry asked. He knew the answer, when he saw the other boy turn red.

Harry just sighed and said, "Well I suppose we could become a threesome..." only half joking.

"Do you really think 'Mione would agree to such a thing?" Ron asked hopefully.

Harry was suddenly mad, because he knew that Hermione wouldn't agree to such a thing, and he didn't want to see his lover get hurt; no matter how much he loved 'Mione.

Suddenly they heard a knock on the door. "Are the two of you done screwing each other yet? We're going to be late!" yelled Ginny, from the other side of the door.

"We're not screwing each other Ginn! Not at this particular moment anyway..." Ron yelled back.

"Ewwww! Just get up! We're leaving for Diagon Alley in half an hour; with or without the two of you!" she yelled, and then they heard her deliberately clomp down the stairs.

"I guess we'd better get up..." said Ron.

* * *

Half an hour later Harry was dizzy from the use of Floo Powder.

"Hey, guys!" they heard Hermione call. As she approached the group, Mrs. Weasley said, "All right, we'll meet back here in two hours."

"Okay bye! Good luck!" Ginny called to them, as she walked away.

Seeing the looks of annoyance directed at Ginny, Hermione asked, "All right, what's going on here?"

"Umm...can we go somewhere where we can talk?" Ron asked tentatively.

"Are you sure, Ron? We don't have to you know..." Harry said.

Ron just sighed and said, "Yes we do. She's our best friend, Harry."

"What are you two talking about?" demanded Hermione.

"We really should do this in private..." said Ron, looking around paranoid. Harry couldn't help but notice how cute his lover looked when he was paranoid.

"Harry, are you feeling alright? You're looking at Ron quite strangely," Hermione said.

"Oh I get it!" Ron exclaimed. "I'm sorry Harry it never accrued to me that you'd be feeling nervous," he said apologetically.

The truth was that Harry was nervous; it wasn't everyday, that you tell your best friend, that you're bisexual and that you're sleeping with the guy she's in love with. He just smiled at Ron and softly said, "I'm fine."

* * *

Five minutes later, they were sitting at a private table at The Leaky Cauldron, with a silencing spell around it.

"Before the two of you say anything...I've got a confession to make - and don't interrupt me because if you do I might lose my nerve," Hermione said.

She sighed, "The truth is, I've been confused for a while now, and I guess I've come to a conclusion." She looked over them both as if comparing somehow. "I'm in love with you," she blurted out.

"Umm... which one of us are you talking to?" Ron asked confused.

Hermione just looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I'm talking to both of you," she said softly.

"Both of us?" Ron asked.

"Well that works out nicely then," Harry said.

They both looked at him confused. "How does that work out nicely?" Hermione demanded.

"Yeah, how?" asked Ron.

Harry looked at Ron innocently and said, "Why, have you forgotten this morning's conversation already, Ron?"

Ron looked at Harry with wide-eyed recognition. "No," he said quietly. Harry just smiled at him.

"What are you two talking about?" Hermione demanded.

"Well, we'll just have to show you, right Ron?" Harry asked looking over at his lover.

"Err... right," Ron said confused.

"Show me what?" Hermione demanded.

"This." Harry said, and before you could say, 'Quidditch' he went up to Ron, grabbed him by the chin and kissed him.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione shrieked.

Harry slowly pushed away from Ron, and said, "Kissing my boyfriend, why do you have a problem with that?"

"Boyfriend? Boyfriend? You're gay?" Hermione shrieked.

Harry shook his head. "Bi," he said.

"Oh, that's supposed to make me feel better, I suppose?"

Harry looked at her and shook his head again. Then he went over and kissed her the same way he kissed Ron.

When they came up for air, he saw that her eyes were filled with tears. "But, you're with Ron," she said.

"That's right," Ron said calmly, then came over and wrapped his arms around her, and softly kissed her.

"What does this mean?" Hermione asked confused.

They both looked at each other, and then at her. "It means that we love you, too," they said in unison.

"So where do we go from here?" she asked.

"Anywhere we want," Harry said. Then he came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her and grabbed Ron's hands.

And together they went everywhere: to the moon, the stars, Venus, Mars and back again. They knew they wouldn't have it easy, but they also knew that they could do anything, as long as they were together.

The End.