AN: So, I noticed that there were not too many Ron/Draco fan fics :( it made me kinda sad so I decided that I would write one! Yay (maybe) I have no idea where this is going so if you have ideas please let me know! Since im kinda just going with it I'm not sure if it'll end up slash or more of a friendship kinda thing. If you don't like guyxguy I would stop reading now. This may not end up being a slash fic but I will write slash in the future.

Thanks for reading! Please review!

I do not own any of the harry potter universe (although I sorta wish I did)

Ronald Weasley walked along the dirty cobblestone street outside of Harry Potter's new house. His friend had just finished school to become an Auror and Ron couldn't have been more proud of him. Ever since they finished school at Hogwarts, Harry and Ron had agreed to get together every Tuesday night. Neither of them were very sure why Tuesday was chosen but it was and neither of them would miss it for the world.

Sometimes they talked about the past, sometimes the present but mostly the future. Harry had been dating Ginny for quite some time and Ron was eventually okay with that, although it did take him a great while to do so. The dark-haired boy talked about Ginny in such a positive way that Ron couldn't help but be okay with it. As for Hermione and himself, things had changed since the war.

Hermione had gone on to learn just about everything she could get her hands on. She was constantly up late with a giant book over a thousand pages long. Ron, of course, hadn't expected anything less of her. But as they days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months the two realized how different they really were. Their dates were uncomfortable to say the least, for both parties. She wanted to talk about education and Ron wanted to talk about the day. It eventually ended in a somewhat 'truce', if you an call a relationship that. It seemed as thought the brunette and red-head both held up white flags at the end of their romantic endevors. Of course the two still remained good friends.

Ron found it strange that the summer was already drawing to an end. He was already beginning to miss the bright green of the trees and the long warm nights. The red-head found it sad to be going home alone. For whatever reason, the Weasley boy was not a fan of being alone. He never had been. Ever since Fred's death, his entire family had been quieter. He knew that eventually everyone would get back to their loud selves, but he wasn't sure when. Ron missed Fred more than anyone could ever imagine. Perhaps, it was one of the reasons he needed to see Harry so often. They had both lost people very close and dear in the war.

Ron opened the creaky door to the Burrow, walked into the dining area, and slumped down at the table. After the fire, the entire Weasley family had worked to rebuild the house. It was certainly easier said than done, but eventually their work paid off.

"How was the day at the St. Mungo's?" Molly called from the kitchen.

"Brilliant," said Ron, his voice heavy with sarcasm. After the war ended his interest in the medical feild had sky-rocketed. He had gotten through school with the help of Harry and Hermione and currently held decent hours and St. Mungo's. Ron knew that Molly was proud of him, and it made him feel good to make her proud. Unfortunatly, it was not always as interesting as he wished it was at St. Mungo's. Most injured Wizards and Witches were grumpy and old. As far as Ron was concerned most of them were deserving of the harm they had inadvertantly inflected on themselves.

"You mean saving people's life isn't interesting enough for you?" Molly walked out with a bread-roller in one hand and the other hand placed on her hip. "You know you could actually get out and get yourself your own place. What and idea?!"

"Yeah..." he grumbled back to his mother.

"At least go get yourself a girlfriend or friends...or something!"

"Mum! I have friends, I was just at Harry's!"

"Oh! Harry!" Her face instantly brightened up. "How is he doing? I hear he is an Auror, now! Oh, how fascinating! You know," she began to walk into the kitchen once again. "I used to know this woman who was an Auror..." the rest faded out from Ron's hearing. He knew she continued to talk in the kitchen, he just wasn't sure what it was about. He sighed to himself and began to trace the knots on the wooden table with his finger. Life in the Burrow had become utterly boring. With no Fred, George no longer played the jokes on Molly. And Ginny was often gone to Harry's. His other brothers were gone already or at least when he was there.

"...and you know something else?" Molly came back into the dining room with a letter in her hand. "And owl dropped this off today for you." She set it down infront of Ron. "Oh, don't look so hopelessly bored." He sighed heavily and picked up the small letter.

"Who's it from?"

"St. Mungo's," she answered walking back into the kitchen. Ron slowly opened it.

Dear Healer Weasley,

Healer Dulph here at St. Mungo's has excepted a very unusual patient. In addition to the patient's multiple physical ailments, he has requested that you are his Healer. Unfortunatly, he will not accept treatment from anyone else, here. We realize and respect that you have chosen your work hours in accordance to your life, but we must ask you to come in as quickly as you get this message. I do wish I could give you more information, but the patient will not let any information about himself or his maladies out until he talks to you.

Thank you,

The Staff of St. Mungo's Hospital

"So?" Molly asked, "what did they need?"

"They need me to come in tonight..." Ron stared at the letter.

I hope you like it this far! Can you tell who the mystery patient is? Please reveiw and keep reading! :)