NB: story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives
This story takes place around page 269 of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, when Ron and Harry walk in on Ginny and Dean snogging. This story will enivetably involve gay male sex, so if you don't like that....go away!
"Just becuase you can't handle that everyone else is getting some and your not, Ron!" Ginny shrieked with laughter, "Harry snogged Cho, even Hermione pulled Viktor Krum. I even walked in on Neville and Padma Patil in the Herbology room. You're a sad ass, and if you don't start getting out there, you'll be the only one left who thinks kissing is 'icky'!" And with that she fled the corridor.
Ron's face was still maroon and Harry still had him pinned against the wall. Harry could feel Ron's heavy breathing under his chest, and Harry felt the butterflies he had felt for Ginny disappear, and had a whole new feeling about Ron.
"Harry? Since when did you keep your wand in your pocket?" ROn asked, a confused look on his face.
"I..er..."
"Can you let me off, I swear I won't jinx her."
Suddenly Harry realised what was happening, and he leapt apart from Ron. He turned away and looked out the window. The sky outside was a dark purple, and he could feel the cool breeze against his face. That of course, didn't help to qualm his growing erection.
"Harry?" Ron asked delicately, "Are you ok mate?"
"Yeah I'm fine," Harry lied, trying to think of his Cousin Dudley knitting socks.
"You sure?" Ron asked.
"Er...yeah. COme on we better get going to the common room."
They began at a brisk pace back down the corridor towards the portrait of the Fat Lady. Ron yelled at a small first year girl, causing her frog-spawn bottle to shatter, Harry repaired it quickly and ran up to catch Ron turning the corner.
"Do you think she really snogged Krum?" Ron asked
"I...what?" Harry barely heard what Ron said, all these new emotions inside his body were catchign up with him. Lusting after Ginny, getting hard ontop of Ron, imagining the older youth's lips pressing against his neck as Harry's hand lowered towards Ron's trousers...
"Do you think Hermione snogged Krum?" Ron asked again, snapping Harry out of his fantasy.
"Oh, I dunno." Harry lied, knowing very well that Hermione and Krum had done a lot more than snogged.