Could just about get away with using it for the FQF as "Harry dealing with the "mother-in-law" relationship to Molly.", but I didn't claim it and lardenceloverwill spank me.
Having just spent six months taking my daughter to rehearsals of Annie, and having to sit through the performance last night, I now present :-
Tomorrow **** Harry was moping around the flat. It had been the obvious thing to do, to get a flat together when they finished school. OK, so Harry had an ulterior motive. OK, so it was more of a posterior motive.
He was so crazy in love with Ron, and he almost sort of thought that maybe Ron felt the same way. But he shouldn’t have tried to kiss him. That was a really stupid thing to do.
Ron had blinked at him twice and Disapparated. He’d been holed up at the Burrow for a week now, and Harry was at his wits’ end. Had he lost his best friend?
There was a pop and Mrs Weasley appeared in the lounge. “Oh, Harry, dear,” she said, coming over to sit next to him, “you look dreadful. You haven’t been taking care of yourself have you?”
“It doesn’t matter,” moped Harry, “I think I’ve lost my best friend.”
“No you haven’t, dear,” said Molly, “Ron will come round, he loves you.”
“You mean?”
“Yes…..”
My son'll come out Tomorrow Bet your bottom Galleon That tomorrow Out he'll come!
Just thinkin' of Ron Tomorrow On his knees before you, And he’ll swallow, When you’re done!
Well you’re stuck here all day You’re gay, And lonely, But Ron’ll be Queer, And Here, To stay, Oh!
My son'll come out Tomorrow So ya gotta hang on 'Til tomorrow Come what may Tomorrow! Tomorrow! He’ll love ya Tomorrow! My Ron’ll Be gay. That way!