Harry was a proud bisexual. He had lived in the closet for many, MANY years. Literally and metaphorically. His friends know about him living in a closet, literally that is, but not in the metaphorical sense. Harry decided, the war is over, the world is at peace once again, why should he hide now! So after drinking a little 'liquid courage', and mustering up some of his own, Harry asked all his friends to meet up.
"Guys..." Harry began, still a bit unsure of himself. "I've wanted to get something off my chest for a while, but I didn't quite have the courage for it. And that's saying something, I am a Gryffindor after all! So... now that I have no excuse to stay in the 'closet'.... I'mbiwithapreferenceforguys." He rushed out and then ducked his head so he didn't see their expressions.
"Nice Harry!" Fred said.
I'm rather curious though...." George continued.
"How many bottles did you drink in order to tell us this without pissing yourself?" hey finished in unison.
Harry's face went beet red as he stuttered.
"Oh come off it Harry, why would we think badly of you! I mean I'm gay for Merlin's sake!" Hermione exclaimed.
"And I knew!" Ron chimed in.
"If there's anything we've learned from Harry, its that no one should have to live in a closet!" Neville said sagely.
They all burst out laughing.
Annnddd there you have it! My 3am crack thoughts strike again!
~Author-san
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Random Harry Potter oneshots
FanfictionI have a bunch of random ideas that would be a pain to develope into a proper book with a functioning plot so here is a collection of my random Drarry oneshots (and occasional random headcanons)!
