Chap 1

He was so beautiful there was no way I could ever capture his real beauty. It was like there was no flaw at all. He was just perfect.

Oh how I long to become a part of him. Just one piece of his perfection. It would be wonderful to let him know just how perfect he is.

"Ron. Ron are you listening to me?"

Ron looked up at the piece of perfection he was admiring. Those emerald eyes looking over his face in confusion. Ron shook his a few times to get himself out of his daydreams.

"Yea Harry I'm listening. What were you saying?"

Harry gave Ron a slight chuckle. Harry's chuckle was so soft and sweet it could make a troll go to sleep. Oh now look He's even making me rhyme. What has he done to me this time? Oh Ron stop. Snap out of it.

"Ron I think maybe you're a bit tired. We should call in a night, and finish potions tomorrow ok."

"Yea I guess I am a bit distracted"

Harry looked at Ron with concerning eyes

"Have you and Hermione had another fight"

"What? Oh no we haven't"

If only he new that what was distracting him was standing right in front of him. He new Hermione had liked him for a while now. Ron did not want to hurt Hermiones feelings because she was one of his good friends, and at the time he saw no reason why he should not give it a try. So he went out with her.

Not long after he started going out with Hermione, he felt like running away. Hermione was the type of person who was always clinging to him like a leech. He never got any priviacy or hung out with anyone who did not have Hermione right there.

He had started making up any excuse to stay away from Hermione. Most of which included Harry. This is when Ron started noticing the beauty that was Harry. Ron felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame. An un-explainable need to be by his side every minute, and when they were apart Ron felt like his chest might explode.

Yep that not good. So I think its best if I stay as close to Harry as i possible can for my health...and my physical well being Ron thought with a smirk.

I like Hermione and all but I cant help but feel a real closeness to Harry. A Closeness I cant really explain. I want to touch every bit of him. I want to take him in my arms and tell him just how much I love him, and that I would never do anything to hurt him. To tell him that I could be the one to take care of him. Hell I welcome the task of Harry care taker with open arms. I know that will never happen. Not in a million years. I just need to face the facts. Harry will never feel like I do. Never return the feelings that burn so strongly in my heart.

"Ron are you coming" Harry said looking at him again with that look of confusion.

Oh he spoke...god what a wonderful sound...now what did he say? Oh god I dont know what he said. Why cant I stay out of my head and pay attention.

Harry put his hand on Rons forehead.

"Hey u ok mate"? "Your not getting sick are you"?

"oh yeah im just fine...Not sick...just daydreaming I guess"

Harry Smirked...Oh god I love that Smirk

"about Hermione" Harry laughed

Ron Blushed

"Oh...Yeah...Oh course...Who else"

Harry laughed

"So Its getting late, and were sitting up talking" Harry said

"Yeah we should get some sleep" Said Ron

Both boys walked up to the dormatories, and started stripping getting ready for bed

Ron watched Harry very close as he stripped down to his boxers

God Harry has an amazing body Ron thought. So beautiful in every way.

Harry got in to bed and pulled the covers up to his chin.

What a shame Ron thought...To pull the covers so far up that no one could admire. Oh well i guess theres still his face to admire...that perfect face. Yes Ron thought, his face would do.

"Well night Ron. Sleep well"

Ron got into bed and smiled at his darling Harry

"Good night Harry"

Ron layed awake a long time watching Harry sleep. Finally Ron began to doze off, and his final thought were.

My dreams will be filled with nothing but Harry tonight. Filled with nothing but dreams that will never come true.