Goyle unwrapped his Christmas present. Gobstones, same as he'd got Crabbe.
"And, er." Goyle gave Crabbe a box of chocolates. "For ... you know."
"Yeah." Crabbe handed Goyle a red rose.
"I suppose we should ..." Goyle said. "A whole year and all."
"I guess." They gingerly pressed their lips together.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Draco's head glared out of the fireplace.
"We're gay," Goyle said. "A whole year and all."
"Since we woke up in that cupboard together." Crabbe wiped his mouth.
"You're not gay," Draco said. "Potter drugged you. Now come over."
"Thank Merlin!" Crabbe said and Flooed to the Malfoys.
Goyle put the rose under his pillow before he followed.