"You're not gay Harry!" Ron yelled at me. This made me angry. Of all people to not accept this, Ron was the last one I thought to be so. . . unaccepting. 

"what is wrong with you, Ron?!" Ron rubbed his face and sighed 

"there isn't anything wrong with me Harry. . . It's just that" he started but never continued. I didn't want to hear why though. I grabbed my clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist. I realized that we had been talking while I was naked and that upset me even more. I stormed out of the bathroom hearing Ron calling for me but I didn't turn around. 

"this is all your fault, Draco" that was the last thing I heard till I got to the painting of the fat lady.  She looked at me with a exasperated look 

"Password?" I rolled my eye, annoyed with this she knows who I am yet she does this. 

"Mimbulus Mimbeltonia" It was a tongue twister. The secret door opened and I stormed in. 

"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione asked, giving me a confused look and glancing at my towel. I ignored her and went to the boys' dorm. I rushed to my bed and got dressed immediately. I hope that Draco isn't arguing with Ron but knowing him, he probably is. In a way, I am kind of glad Ron came in there and interrupted us. Who knew how far it would've gone before maybe a teacher sees us and we got into real trouble. I left the dorm and before I even got to the steps I heard Hermione and Ron talking. I was going to walk past them but then I heard my name. 

"He was what?!" she asked, sounding extremely shocked. 

"you know what I said" 

"Well. . . Shouldn't we talk about this with him? Maybe tell hi-" 

"bloody hell that won't change anything, Hermione. He likes Draco. I can't change that unless I use a potion and I don't want to get him like that"  Ron said barely above a whisper. I could barely hear what they were saying. What did he mean by get me? 

"Well what are you going to do then, Ron?"

"Leave." He said sternly "If I have no chance, why stay?"

"Ron! that is the stupidest idea you have ever have!" Ron wasn't listening to her any more I think. He started walking up the stairs. I ran back into the dorm and made it look like I was about to leave. He looked at me and he had such a sad look in his eyes. "I knew you were listening, Harry. I just- I thought you wouldn't be able to win him. . . I-.. I thought that even if you did he would be a jerk about it and I would be there for you, Harry" 

"Ron, what are you trying to say? Why are you leaving?" he sighed and started packing, not saying a word until he had his bag packed. 

"because I am in love with you, Harry Potter"