Of Fag and Their Hags

It had been a known fact around Hogwarts that Harry Potter was indeed gay. Although no one was completely certain who he was shagging, many had their suspicions. Harry hadn't yet outed himself to any one, though everyone knew he was gay, it was so completely obvious! People began to notice a week or so ago...

Harry had been feeling odd the entire day. The previous night he had spent, yet again with Draco Malfoy, a gorgeous blonde young man, who, although was very pretty to look at, was a complete bitch.

Though, Draco was not the reason he felt peculiar, it was because that morning he had done something that greatly bothered him, he had commented to Hermione on how tacky (tacky isn't even the best word to use, more like repulsive) a girl's shoes were!

But that was not all, no, he found himself singing lyrics from plays such as "The Producers", and "Cabaret".

There was still more! The other day he caught himself doing the walk! Yes, he had begun the gay walk! The swaying of the hand, the complete straightening of the back, the nose pointed up, even the penis jutted forward (almost to scream 'I HAVE A PENIS!')! Oh he felt dreadful when he had caught himself!

He was growing increasingly more of the stereotypical gay every passing moment! What was happening to him? Nothing was happening to Draco...

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Although, the thick Ron had no clue (what else was new), Hermione had been noticing a difference in Harry. She knew he was gay, it was so overt!

Though, she really was pissed at him for not confiding in her about it! She could totally understand where he was coming from! She was bisexual herself, but no one else knew that, well, besides Lavender, Ginny, and Pansy. Who would have thought? Hermione Granger swung both ways!

Anyways, back to Harry... After Harry had made that totally faggish comment on that girl's nasty shoes, she knew she had to confront him. After all, she was one of his best friends! Just how would she tell him...

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Harry had been relaxing in the common room, in front of the fire, when Hermione burst in and exclaimed "Harry, we have to talk!"

All of the students who had been seated near the fire also, turned their heads immediately.

Hermione, oblivious to the other students, ran up to Harry and blurted "I ...know!" breathing hard from obviously running. She bent over, with her hands placed on her knees, trying to calm her panting.

"Whoa, Hermione? What's wrong? What do you know?"

"About... you... being..." if she hadn't taken a moment to catch her breath she would have revealed to everyone in that common room that Harry Potter was, indeed, gay. As she began to breathe slower, she looked around the common room, at all the students whom intently listened for a bit of gossip to spill out of her lips.

"Not... here... follow... me...." She grabbed his arm and led him to her room.

When they had reached Hermione's dorm room she shut the door and turned to him, her breath was normal once again.

"I know!"

"What do you know, Hermione?" not prepared to here what she was about to tell.

"I know you're gay!" she didn't take anytime to beat around the bush.

Harry's face distorted. "What? How? Who told? Did Draco tell you!?!" he was completely stunned by this information.

"Draco?" surprised at the name. "No! I could tell, it was really obvious..."

His eyes widened "It was?"

"Yea, I mean, you've been doing the walk!"

"I can't believe it was that noticeable!"

"Well, it was! But, Harry, that's fine! I mean, I think it's great you're gay! Now what does Draco have to do with you being gay, did he find out some how?"

Harry blushed, "Uh, well, we-er... um..." his hands began to move in a suggestive manner.

"NO!" Hermione's eyes almost popped out of her head. "How long?"

"Um, well, for about two weeks now..."

"Wow, I never thought he was your type!"

"Oh, really?! You could see I was gay but not that I prefer blondes?"

"I always thought you were into brunettes I mean with that whole Cho Chang thing."

"Cho?!" he began to chuckle "Oh, god, no! She was merely a cover up, I was actually really in to Cedric!" He stopped and looked down at his hands. Hermione saw his despair. She wrapped her arm around him for some comfort.

"Sorry, Harry. I know that was hard for you, but I had not idea you were in love with him!"

"Yea, he didn't know either, no one did. I was too shy back then."

"I understand." She smiled at him. "So why didn't you tell me about you being gay?"

"Oh, uh, I don't know, I think I just wasn't sure how you would take it!"

"Harry! Why? You should know I would take that just fine! I mean I'm bi, myself!" She grinned at him.

Harry's mouth dropped, "You-are?"

"Mmm-hm!"

"Wow! I can't believe that!"

"Yea, well, you know how things go, any ways, back to you Harry... I want to ask you something..."

"What?"

"Um... Can I be you're fag hag Harry?"

"My what?!"

"You're fag hag! You know with every fag there is a girl who hangs around with him... or his hag..."

"Hermione, I don't think you should have to ask! Of course you're going to be my fag hag!"

She grinned. "Well, now that that's settled, give me details! What do you and Draco do together?"

"What!" His eyebrows shot high.

"Come one, as your personal fag hag, I have to hear all the details!"

"Fine!" he began to giggle. "Merlin, I feel weird telling you this! Where to begin..."

"Um... tell me how far you two have gone!"

"Well, all the way of course!"

"I thought so! You haven't been as innocent as usual lately! When did you guys first... you know..." she tilted her head from side to side.

"First night we got together!" He bit his bottom lip while he beamed.

"You slut!"

"Yea, I know!"

"Wow! So how is your relationship so far?"

"Well... it's coming along..."

"That bad... huh?..."

"Oh, it's horrible!" he blurted. "I wouldn't stay with him if he weren't so damn gorgeous! We constantly fight... but then again the make up sex is always good!"

"Well, Harry I know it'll get better..."

They looked at each other for a moment with understanding.

"So next time we go into Hogsmeade you are coming shopping with me!" she patted his knee as she spoke. "I have some questions about some robes that you must answer!"

"Hermione, just because I'm gay doesn't mean I'm a great shopper..."

"Yes it does! Besides, you have always been great at shopping! So come on! You have to help me! Please!"

"Fine!" He let out a laugh.

"Ok, well, I better go! Much love!"

They both leaned in and both planted a kiss on each cheek. Harry turned to leave, but before he reached the door he turned to her.

"Oh, wait! Hermione, I have been wondering all day- does this shirt make me look fat?"

"Oh, no! Not at all! It emphasizes your muscles really well!"

"Great! Bye love!" he winked at her and then exited the room.

A week later everyone at Hogwarts knew about Harry. It was pretty obvious. He found suddenly he was surrounded by girls desperate to be his fag hag! He also, found many more boys were winking at him or flirting with him or even checking him out in the showers. He never realized how many people were actually homosexual at Hogwarts! It was quite eye-opening!