**I claim no rights to 'Harry Potter' nor any characters or situations derived therefrom. I really don't think I'd enjoy being famous anyway.**
Warnings: Slash (non-graphic)/ AU *This piece is unbeta'd*
Notes: This is a companion piece to 'We Were, We Are'. It is not necessary to have read that piece beforehand as I have each 'year' written as a sort of preface to its corresponding chapter. These are *drabbles*, as my intent with the original piece was to try and convey as much emtion as possible in the few words I'd chosen. Each sentence was based off a snapshot; a mental image of a singular event that conveyed the underlying emotions of the two characters during that period of time. These are the snapshots.
'We were fifteen and curious; feather light touches of trembling lips and pounding pulses that left us nervous and blushing and tongue-tied...'
He couldn't comprehend how he had lived before Chocolate Frogs.
It wasn't the taste, really, as Honeydukes' Original far outstripped them there. No, it was the sense of satisfaction that came from the methodical act of tearing open the package and managing to wrangle the charmed treat into your mouth; the feel of what had once been squirming and squabbling melting on your tongue in a sweet rush of warmth. It was the knowledge more than the substance, mental more than physical, and it made the little piece of candy worth every sickle. His eyes fluttered closed and he groaned.
Ron's breath caught. "That good, eh?"
Harry didn't bother to look up, just nodded his head.
Ron suddenly found himself short of breath as he watched his friend, his throat gone dry and his tongue a lead weight as it stuck heavy to the roof of his mouth.
He'd kissed him before he realized what he'd done.
Harry's eyes were wide as disks when he pulled away, blushing to the roots of his hair and stuttering like a fool. "I… I'm sorry, I… I didn't… you just…" and then he was gone, a flurry of robes disappearing up the staircase.
Harry frowned; the tip of his nose tingling and his eyelids heavy. He licked his lips.
Author's Note: Peace, everyone.