"Entrance!" Ron repeated. "I'm going to do the washing up."
"It's like a date," Ron said, "Except not with someone nice."
There are lots of Snarrys where I find Harry's friends annoying, but not in this one. All three of them shone; Luna's sexual liberation was hilarious, and Ron's one-liners made me laugh out loud.
Why had he known them, the jealous, bitter ones, and not her, the one who wanted only to make things bloom?
Truly. What a question, and so achingly put.
I love the sparseness of your writing style, and how, because of it, everything--your description and your characterization--stands out starkly. Harry didn't have a clue about sex with a man, but I found him strangely precocious all the same, in his reactions to Snape's declarations at the end of the story. I think Harry understands Snape better than anyone, and the conclusion made me happy.