This is one of the three stories I have started to write. I even got a beta for this! The Buffy part won't come till later. Maybe the third or so chapter.

Thank You DREAMSandLOVE!

Enjoy!

I DON'T OWN!

Ron shivered when he entered the room. His best friend, Harry, stood leaning against the wall.

"Hi Harry." Ron said, hiding the nervous stutter.

"Want something to drink?" Harry asked casually. He waved toward two goblets. Ron didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling about this whole situation.

Harry and he had just became friends again after a short period, where Ron will admit that he was being an idiot.

"Thanks." Ron said as he reached for a goblet.

"That one is mine. This is yours." Harry said as he pushed the second goblet toward Ron. Ron smiled nervously and took the second goblet.

Harry grinned when Ron finished the pumpkin juice. Ron paled and stared at the goblet when he started to feel dizzy.

"What..." Ron asked before he fell backward off his chair. Harry leered at his best friend.

"Oh Ronny. Why must you be so tempting?" Harry asked. Ron's eyes widened. He tried to talk but he couldn't even blink.

"You know... Hermione and I went through books and books of old traditions." Harry said as he pulled the chair out from under his fallen 'friend'.

"We found an interesting potion. When it is taken willingly, the drinker will become bound to the giver." Harry whispered seductively into Ron's ear.

Harry straddled Ron's waist and brought his hands to cup Ron's face.

"Don't cry. It will be pleasurable for you as well." Harry said before nibbling on Ron's ear. Ron tried to move but his body wasn't listening to him.

"Shh." Harry whispered as he removed Ron's clothes. Soon Ron was naked beneath Harry's fully clothed form. Harry started to lick and kiss Ron starting at his jaw and working his way down. He stopped when he got to Ron's navel. His tongue traced it before going back up to his nipples and sucked on one while his hand played with the other. He switched his hand and mouth and started to bite them gently.

"Stop." Ron managed to get out before crying out in pain when Harry slapped him in the face.

"Shut up. You are not to talk." Harry said.

Ron laid on the floor. For some reason, that slap felt like a punch and pain spread to his whole body and not just his face.

"You belong to me now. You will listen to me or pay the price." Harry said, before he started to strip as well. "Now get on your hands and knees." Harry said.

Ron felt his body lighten, giving him enough energy to get up. He grabbed the cloak and ran for the door, there was no way he would hurt his best friend, even if he just tried to rape him.

Harry scowled at him. "Stop!" He commanded with a stern voice. Ron felt his body shut down once again. He fell to the floor hard. Harry walked over him and to the door. He looked out cautiously then closed the door, locked it then spelled it so no one could open it. He also put a silencing charm over the room.

"Now, where were we?" Harry said. "Oh yes." He turned and glared at the boy on the floor.

"Why did you run? I thought we were having a good time." Harry said. He pouted as he bent down to face Ron. He completely ignored the fact that through the whole thing, Ron stayed limp.

Harry flipped Ron onto his stomach. "Now, since you were being uncooperative, I am just going to use you." And with no more warning then that, he thrust into his friend. If there were no silencing charms around the room, Ron's screams would've been heard all the way to Hogsmeade.

Not long after, Harry was standing over Ron, who was naked and in fetal position, fully clothed and fixing his glasses into place. "See, it wasn't that bad." Harry said. He fixed his tie. When Ron didn't answer Harry bent down and straddled Ron's waist once again, only this time avoiding the blood that was on Ron.

"Answer me!" He demanded. Ron just stared at him, tears still rolling down his face. Harry slapped him harder than the first time. "Answer ME!" This time he yelled his demand.

"No." Ron said in a whisper.

"No you won't answer or no it wasn't so bad?" Harry asked. Ron ducked his head, but Harry lifted his chin. "No it wasn't." Ron whispered, he felt disgusted with himself.

Harry grinned at him. "See. All is better when you do as I say." Harry said. He got off the taller boy and threw his clothes at him.

"Get dressed." Harry told him. Ron felt the pressure lift a bit.

"Why?" Ron asked, his voice still raw from the screaming.

"No one likes you. I thought I'd do you a favor and make you someone." Harry said as he watched Ron get to his feet. Harry frowned when Ron froze. Ron turned hurt eyes to Harry.

"Oh don't look at me like that. Everyone knows that you only became my friend because you wanted a piece of the fame." Harry said. "Continue." He motioned to Ron's clothes.

Ron didn't move. He didn't become Harry's friend because of fame. He honestly didn't know he was Harry Potter until after he decided to make the boy his friend, his first friend that wasn't his brothers as well.

"I didn't-" Harry cut him off. He slapped him and he went down. "I told you to get dressed. That doesn't mean talk." Harry said. Ron decided to slip his underwear on first. Then he got up and pulled his pants on as carefully as he could. He winced in pain.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked. Ron didn't know if it was fake or if he was just that thick.

"You raped me!" Ron yelled at him, only to receive another slap to the face. Ron knew he was going to be bruised.

"Shut up. Just get dressed." Harry told him. Ron wasn't sure, but he thinks Harry might be sick.

"I want you to go straight to sleep tonight. You are not to tell anyone about this. Not that I am ashamed of you, but I don't want people to look at you different." Harry told Ron as he finished putting his clothes on.

Harry walked over to him and pulled him into a kiss. Ron tried to break the kiss, but found that he could not. His body wouldn't move.

Harry ended the kiss and walked out of the room, Ron followed behind him with his head bowed and his face red in anger and shame.

Later

When Ron walked into the great hall for breakfast the next day, the students of all three schools quieted. Half of Ron's face was black and blue. The students of Hogwarts knew that Ron didn't fight physically, they watched as he would pull Harry, Hermione and himself away from physical fights. So why was his face bruised so badly?

The students of the other schools were wondering what happened to him as well, they just saw someone hurt, not Ron bruised.

But Harry had told his house that Ron didn't want to be reminded of it and that it would be best not to mention it at all. Everyone obliged. The word had to all the other houses, even to the Slytherins, who were going to taunt him on principle, which was what Harry had planned for.

Ron sat next to Harry, like Harry told him to, even though he didn't want to be in the same room as the short boy.

"Hi Ron." Harry said cheerfully. Ron looked at him for a split second before nodding his head. "Hi." He muttered. He started to eat and ignore the murmuring going on around him. Ron heard them talk about his face, but not one asked him about it. Ron could feel the tears behind his eyes.

"Hi Harry, Ron." Hermione said as she sat down. "Have you been able to use it yet?" She whispered to Harry, since Ron was between them, he heard her. Harry smirked and nodded.

She smirked back. "I'm going to have to try it." The girl said. Harry nodded to her and continued to eat.

To anyone else, it seemed like the three were making plans, but to Ron, it was a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Ron started to get up to leave, but Harry grabbed his arm and leaned in close "Sit. Stay until Hermione and I leave." He told Ron. Ron did as he was told, he couldn't help it. When he tried to get up, he found he couldn't.

Severus Snape watched from his seat at the head table. He watched as Ronald Weasley walked in, it wasn't a walk someone in a fight would walk, no it was a walk of someone who was afraid, a walk of shame, humiliation and trepidation. Someone did something to Ronald that damaged him.

The Potions Master watched Ronald interact with his friends. He shied away from any touch, he didn't look anyone in the eye, he didn't speak.

He had an idea of what had happened. Even from how far he was from their table he could see the hatred in Ronald's eyes. The horror that filled his eyes when Granger leaned over him.

He saw as Potter stopped Ronald from leaving. Even though Severus could tell something was wrong, he couldn't do anything about it unless Ronald came to him. But he was him. No student, much less a Gryfindor, would talk to him willingly.

Ron followed Harry and Hermione down the hall. They had just gotten out of their last class. But they were heading outside. Ron would have said something, but Hermione told him to keep silent. Ron didn't know why but his body obeyed Hermione just as it obeyed Harry.

They were stopped right as they exited. "Hey Potter. Going out with your girlfriends?" Draco Malfoy asked.

A sickening feeling took over Ron, he felt like he was going to throw-up. The feeling was made worse when Harry grabbed him by the waist. Hermione was in the same position as Ron on

Harry's other side.

"Why? Jealous?" Harry asked as he pulled the two close. If Malfoy saw the pure hatred and disgust on Ron's face he didn't say anything.

"Mr. Potter will you please keep your public displays of affection to a minimum?" Prof. Snape said as he walked up to the two groups.

Draco, Crab and Goyle looked smug.

Harry let Hermione and Ron go.

"Mr. Weasley detention. Fighting is not allowed on school grounds." Snape said and motioned to Ron's still bruised face. "Be in my office first thing after class tomorrow." Snape told Ron.

Harry was fuming, as was Hermione. But the reason they were fuming was for a different reason than Draco and his crew thought. Ron just felt relieved. He knew it would be bad tonight, but he felt like it would be better tomorrow.

Severus wanted to get Ronald into detention that night, but he had paperwork to get and a potion to make that will help Ronald if he chooses to use them. He knew that Potter and possibly Granger were going to hurt Ronald that night. It was a gut feeling, one he hadn't felt since the night Lily died.

The Head of Slytherin left the two groups and headed straight to Dumbledore's office. He said the password and knocked on the door when he got to it.

"Come in." Dumbledore called.

He entered the room and saw the Headmaster sitting behind his desk. "Severus what a surprise." He said as Severus walked further into the room.

A twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes told Severus that the old wizard knew he was coming.

"I have reason to believe that young Mr. Weasley might be being forced to do things by his friends. I am not one hundred percent sure, but I see signs, and as a teacher I am obligated to report them." Severus said. Dumbledore looked at him with a slightly hardened look.

"I am sure it is nothing." Dumbledore told him.

If he was anyone else, Severus would have gaped, Dumbledore of all people is just going to sit and wait for a student to be hurt before he does something about it? That just didn't sound like him.

"Now I believe that you have papers to grade and potions to brew." Dumbledore said with twinkling eyes that were almost blinding.

Severus nodded and turned to leave. "And leave Mr. Weasley alone. I will not have you harassing one of the students." The Headmaster commanded.

His words shattered something in Severus. That was the last straw for him, and then everything came into focus. All the manipulation, tricks and all the other things.

Severus planned on leaving, but to do that he will have to prepare. It would take him working through the night and the next day, but by the end of classes, when Ronald is to show up for his detention, Severus will be ready to leave. He just hopes the boy will come with him.

Ron whimpered as Hermione closed the door to the shrieking shack. She along Harry had pulled the boy up to the Whomping Willow just before the sun set.

Now he was trapped. He was sat on the floor in the middle of the room as his 'friends' talked.

"Snape knows something is up. I just know it." Harry said.

"Just like you knew he was the one who was after the stone in first year? How Draco was the heir of Slytherin in second year? How Sirius killed your parents last year?" Hermione asked as she paced back and forth. She finally stopped her pacing and sat on Ron's lap, straddling him and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Please don't" Ron begged as Hermione brought her face closer. "No." She said before kissing him.

Harry came up behind Ron and started to remove his clothes. He shot Hermione a quick 'we'll talk later' look before burying his face into Ron's neck and sucking on his pulse point.

Hermione moaned into the kiss and started to shrug off her own clothes. Harry got rid of all his clothes and pressed himself into Ron's back.

Hermione detached herself from Ron so she could breathe and so she could get his shirt off.

Ron was laid down on the floor completely naked. Harry and Hermione started to bite and lick at any exposed piece of skin they could reach.

After a minute, Hermione got to her knees and crawled up Ron's body then she lowered herself onto him. Harry flipped them so Hermione was on the bottom and he quickly entered Ron.

The shrieks that were heard restored the reputation of the shrieking shack.

So that was that. No killing the author! I have my reasons.

I will tell them to you.

So I keep reading the stories where everyone turns on Harry except one or two people. So I wrote one where the closest friends turn on Ron. The Weasley's are a grey area for me... I like them, but they can be easily good or bad.

I was thinking that Molly and Arthur are good. But Ginny and the Twins are bad... Or Molly and Ginny are bad and Arthur and the Twins are good. Hmm. Tell me what you think. One or the other. But I need Two and Two so any other combo would work if you have one.

So Snape is the good awesome person in this.

Read and Review!

Mars