Hey! This is a re-write, following the basic storyline of my first fic the morning after the night before, which I recently deleted. This is I think a lot better than that fic. Feel free at the end to leave me a review telling me what you think of this and how it could be improved.

Sadly, I do not own harry potter or any of the characters, I only make them follow my every desire in the form of fic writing.

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Ron couldn't remember anything from the night before, which made the school day ahead look promising. All he knew was that he had hooked up with somebody, somebody who had wore black drainpipes with green converse. The person's torso was a complete blur.

He entered the great hall for breakfast and sipped a cup of coffee, listening to Hermione quietly bitch about how wasted all the girls in the dormitory were last night after the celebration party.

"What were we celebrating again?"

Harry nearly choked on his toast at this.

"We won. We won the cup! God Ron, how pissed where you?!"

Ron just grunted and went back to his headache.

"Last night, where did you get to? I looked everywhere and I just couldn't find you. I thought, well I thought... after the news...well I was worried!" Hermione stumbled getting her words out, eyeing Ron carefully, waiting for a reaction.

"Erm I dunno, it's not very clear in my head right now. What news?"

Harry dropped his cutlery and Hermione gasped. Ron felt like an idiot.

"It was something big then, I take it."

"Ron, I don't know how to say it gently, so I'm just going to say it...Ginny is, well Ron Ginny is pregnant...with Percy's baby."

Ron just stared at them, completely gobsmacked. He felt as if all the oxygen in the room had gone, the walls squeezing in on him.

He ran out of the great hall and stumbled down a flight of stairs. He collapsed onto the bottom step with his head on his knees.

"Talk about déjà vou"

Ron looked up. It was Malfoy.

Malfoy had recently been found to have inner demons. He had been self harming and everyone had found out. He had been abandoned by his friends and had become a loner. His whole look had changed too, his white blonde hair was cut short, with a side fringe that covered one eye, he had collected a number of piercings including a spiderbite and wore sweatbands and shagbands on his wrists. He had turned emo, and everyone had stopped hating him.

Ron was still wary of him though.

"what?" Ron muttered

"Déjà vou. This."

He laughed at Ron's bemusement.

"You don't remember. Okay. Look at me."

"Again. What?"

Draco sighed and casually leaned against the wall.

"Look at me."

Ron looked at Draco.

Same hair same eyeliner, face. He had no school robes on. Just a black top and a pair of drainpipes.

Drainpipes.

Draco was wearing drainpipes. And green high top converse.

Ron looked up at Draco's face.

Draco egged him on silently, nodding his head, eyes wide.

"Oh my god."

"And he's got it!" Draco said triumphantly, coming and throwing himself down onto the step next to Ron.

Draco became quiet and serious, and after a few moments, interrupted the silence. "Would you like me to remind you?"

Ron looked at him. Ron wasn't gay. He knew that much, but right now he just felt so, bummed out that maybe this would make him feel better. That's why when Draco leaned in, Ron stayed still, allowing his lips to be gently brushed against Draco's.

Draco ran his tongue slowly along Ron's bottom lip, until Ron opened his mouth slightly. He inserted his tongue and began to gently kiss him.

Ron closed his eyes and gave himself completely to this kiss. He let himself forget everything and just let it happen. Naturally he kissed Draco back.

He was lost in that kiss for what seemed like forever, until the bell rang for first lesson. They broke apart, and Draco flashed him a smile before getting up and walking down the rest of the corridor, into potions.

Eventually, seeing pairs of feet descending the stairs around him, he got up and followed.

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Ron sat silent throughout potions, he took all the abuse that was hurled at him from Snape and ignored his friends enquires on how he was feeling. All he could think about was Draco. It was Draco that Ron had got with the night before, he had had Draco's shoulder to cry on.

He had expected the kiss with Draco to feel dirty and wrong, but if he let himself admit it, it had felt right. When everything in his life was wrong, the kiss with Draco was right.

When the bell rang he jumped up, completely forgetting about Harry and Hermione and ran out of the door after Draco.

He screamed Draco's name down the hall, and eventually the blonde turned to look at him as he caught up with him.

"Last night after we... Was I happy?"

Draco smirked at the question and raised an eyebrow.

"I'd say so yeah. Though I'd say happy was a bit of an understatement."

Ron laughed "Your so full of yourself!"

"I take it you've approached me for the encore?"

"Well, if you want to." Ron blushed as Draco began to walk away.

Draco called over his shoulder, "Bathroom, now!"

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Draco broke apart from Ron while he undid Ron's shirt, fumbling with the buttons.

Ron put his forehead against Draco's and whispered.

"The thing is, I'm not gay."

Draco pulled off the shirt and giggled.

He whispered "Sure your not." And began to kiss Ron again, a little more roughly.

Draco kissed Ron's neck, along his collarbone.

"This is so twisted."

Draco lifted his head and smirked. "Not as twisted as your sister though."

"Shut the fuck up"

From behind him, Draco bit hard on his neck, making Ron gasp with pleasure.

He then whispered right into Ron's ear, "Make me"

It was more than an invitation, it was an order. And Ron was just addicted to taking orders.

Ron turned to face him, and unbuttoned Draco's pants. He slipped his hands in and gently, slowly stroked Draco's upper thighs.

Draco moaned softly.

Ron began to lick and suck Draco's neck and ear.

Draco moaned again, this time with a hint of pleading.

Ron whispered in his ear "I want you to say it. I want you to admit you want me. How much your cock wants me."

Ron's hand slid over Draco's cock, through his boxers and Draco emitted a growl from deep in his throat.

"All you've got to do is say it."

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After the encore, Ron and Draco sat in a bath together, sitting close side by side.

"Are you okay? After all that shit with your sister and stuff."

Ron looked at him straight in the eyes, they where honest and caring. He could pour his soul out to those eyes if he wanted to and they wouldn't say a word to anyone.

"I guess, I haven't really got my head around it yet. It's so unbelievable! But I know it's true."

Ron went quiet and looked at Draco.

He could see the scares that adorned his body. His forearms and wrists, his stomach, his legs and thighs. They weren't just from cutting himself, they were from burns and bruises, from throwing himself down flights of stairs.

"How are you? Really." He was scared to ask but felt a powerful need to make sure Draco was okay, that he was safe.

Draco looked down at his arms.

"It's hard you know. After everything that has happened... it's like I'll have a really shit day and I cut, I know it's wrong but when everything else is shit it feels so right, it gets me through. It did get me through." He looked up at Ron "Sometimes all I can do is lose myself in homework, anything to stop me from reaching for the blade or fire, there's nothing to replace that feeling, and its hard at the beginning to live without it, but I'm doing it. I don't want to go down that road again, someday I might, but when that day comes I'll remember the way people looked at me when they found out. That look will haunt me forever, it will keep me safe."

Ron reached out and held Draco's hand in his.

"So your gay!"

Ron laughed, the haunted Draco had gone, "No I'm not"

"Oh, but you so are! I mean what you did back there, if that's not gay I dunno what is!"

"I'm not gay!"

"Don't be a retard all of your life, just admit it, I'm not going to judge you!"

"I've got to go. The others will be wondering where I am."

With that Ron got out of the bath and pulled on his robes, he was still soaking wet. Draco sat in the bath with his back to him.

"Even if you could spend the rest of your life with me."

"What?"

Draco turned in the bath so he was facing Ron.

"Would you admit you were gay if it meant you could spend the rest of your life with me?"

Ron then did the worst possible thing. He turned on his heel and left the room.

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There, What do you think?

I would just like to put friends minds at rest:- I did not write the self harm bit in this chapter, I had Rox write it for me, I am long over that, and I couldn't bring myself to think about it enough to write it. You guys have saved me permanently, and I love you all for it so much. xxx

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