Harry/Ron drabble: Crossed Signals, PG-13

This was written for tinderblast who had an an alternate reason for Harry's dating habits in Helen's Close Enough:


Crossed Signals
by Icarus


Harry cringes, unsure what else to say. Ron's hand is warm and slightly sweaty as it slides off his back and leaves behind cold air; the short distance between them suddenly seems like miles. Harry looks up to find that stung expression on his best friend's face.

He tries to explain, "Sorry, um... you're a great friend. But - but I don't - I can't think of you that way."

"Oh."

Ron scuffs his shoe as they stand in the yard behind the Burrow, quiet a long moment.

"Just so you know, I'm not like that."

"Right."

"Just keep that in mind." Ron wags his finger.

"Okay."

There's another long silence that neither of them have the heart to break. Starlings chatter in the trees above them, then scatter across the sunset. Ron squints up at the sky.

"Your mom's making dinner --" -- "I think it's dinner time," they both say at the same time, and then laugh, embarrassed.

They turn to head inside, the warm glow of the Weasley kitchen beckoning gold against the twilight blue. Fred and George are upstairs, arguing happily as they throw things at each other. It seems like another distant world from the outside. Pebbles crunch underfoot.

"I don't suppose you've heard of The Centaur Club," Harry begins, shyly looking at the ground. "Because, um, Saturday they're having a special..."

Ron turns to him with a shocked laugh. "You said you didn't like bars!"

"I didn't think you'd like someplace like The Centaur," Harry shrugs.

"Huh." Ron stares off into space a moment. Then he nods. "Sure. Saturday's good."

Then he chuckles, nudging Harry's shoulder playfully. "So... Charlie, eh?"

SNAFU... first edit done.

I tremble in fear. I've sent it to my betas. Yes, plural this time.

*Whistles.*

Okay. Now what do I do? Hmm. wildernessguru is not here.

1 - Work on Harry/Ron/Percy porn.

2 - Send Reunion to FA.

3 - Work on the two original fics, Keego Harbor and Darkness.

4 - Work on the Harry Potter Starter Kit (read fics).

5 - Tinker with website.

6 - Work on math study for next term.

7 - Wash windows for fireworks. (Yes it's still light out at 9pm.)

8 - Buy marshmallows and get high on sugar. *Icarus give silly grin.*

9 - Actual Buddhist practice, perish the thought.


On a completely unrelated note, the rash has spread over my entire left cheek. Time to go to the doctors and find out what's going on. This has been here since last September, definately not acne, it's dry. wildernessguru is quite worried, actually, and has been bugging me about it. Alas for my vanity.