AN: OMG! I'm back. Yeah, I slightly fell off the face of the Earth, but I couldn't think of anything to write for a long time, but then I did, so here it is and I hope you like it...oh and the italics is a memory...might want to mention that.

Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Harry Potter

The trio walked down the corridor to the Great Hall. It was the first day back from summer. It had been the longest summer for Ron in his life. He had to spend it with someone he'd really had preferred not to.

They had been walking slowly behind a group of Ravenclaws. When someone barged their way pass, nearly knocking all of them over. When they looked up the blonde hair was undeniable. Malfoy shot a disgusted glance at Ron, then continued on his way.

"Malfoy sure is starting early this year. He's already horrid." Hermione said as she gathered her composure again.

"That's because he spent the summer at my house and he's not particularly happy about it." Ron replied sullenly.

"For what reason?" The shock was evident in her voice.

"The ministry was conducting an inspection of the Malfoy Manor and made sure that they were all placed in what they thought "secure" homes until the inspection was over."

"That must've killed you. No wonder I didn't hear from you towards the end of summer." Harry said taking a seat at the Gryffindor table.

"It was horrible. He was the most ungrateful git I ever had to share my room with."

"You had to share your room with him?"

"Of course, mine was the only one free to. He couldn't stay with Ginny, and Mum wouldn't send him near Fred and George's, and Percy wouldn't even open his door to family, so that left mine. And that's where he stayed…for a month.

"Everything was 'What the hell do you call that?', 'What's this?', 'That's horrid.', 'How do you live here?' or 'That looks like it belongs in the garbage.' Oh the first night he was there I'd never been so happy to turn off my light…"

11 o'clock at the Burrow arrived like any other. It was a bright summer day and the boys were all getting up as Ginny and Mrs. Weasley made lunch for them.

Then Mr. Weasley appeared at the door as they all were coming down.

"Arthur what are you doing home so early?" Mrs. Weasley was the most surprised to see him.

"I've brought home our new guest."

All the children looked eagerly at their father, but the moment the blonde entered everyone's hopes dropped.

"Draco, will be staying with us while the Ministry looks into his house." Mr. Weasley said slowly. "And everyone will treat him no different than any other guest…and nothing from the two of you." He said, shooting a very watchful glance at the twins. "Ron, why don't you show Draco to your room, as that'll be where he'll be sleeping."

"Where am I supposed to sleep then?" Ron whined.

"In your room, of course, you'll have to share." Ron saw Draco sneer at the thought. "Now, Ron, please show our guest to your room."

"Yes sir." Ron groaned. Draco picked up his bag and dragged after Ron.

Halfway up the stairs Draco began whining. "How far up do you sleep, Weasel?"

"Shut up and come on. You're slowing down and I'm hungry."

"That's no way to treat your guest."

"You'll be here a month, you're not a guest, you're a pest, Malfoy."

The boys made it to Ron's room as Draco was about to retort, but before that comment came, Draco caught sight of the room.

"This is dreadful, Weasley. You actually sleep in here?"

"Lunch is ready downstairs." Ron said leaving before he ending up decking the other boy.

Draco followed the redhead down the stairs towards the kitchen again. Once he got down he saw the only open chair next to Ron, and took it to sit and eat. Mrs. Weasley placed food in front of all the kids and Draco immediately looked up at her.

"What is this supposed to be?"

"It's a tuna sandwich." Mrs. Weasley said keeping her composure, then she turned and didn't say another word to him for the rest of lunch.

Finally after a quiet half hour Mrs. Weasley spoke again. "Boys the yard needs to be de-gnomed again."

All of them groaned, except for Draco, who didn't know what she was talking about. As they all got up from the table Draco stayed seated until Ron returned to the kitchen and pulled him up out of his seat.

Draco only watched as the rest of the boys did all the labor of throwing the gnomes over the hedge. Once he laughed so hard that he began crying as one of the gnomes stuck himself to Fred by biting his nose.

Ron had gotten so mad at him that he was going to throw one of the gnomes at Draco, but then his father came out and could tell what he was planning and got on to him before he did anything.

Once the yard was de-gnomed again, the day passed slowly as no one seemed to want to do anything, nor did anyone want to talk to their "guest".

Finally dinner arrived and everyone sat around the table silently eating the food. Draco had turned up his nose to some of it as he pushed it around his plate, but he didn't bother saying anything again.

When dinner was over there really was nothing else to do, so Ron led Draco up to his room again and got ready for bed.

"Weasley, you never answered my question…" The blonde said nimbly picking up a blanket on the bed; he looked at it as if it were going to bite him.

"And what bloody question was that?"

"You actually sleep here?"

"Shut up Malfoy, believe me, you'll out stay your welcome quickly at the rate you're going and Mum won't tell if we hex you."

"You can't hex me, you're all underage."

"Actually, Fred and George are 17…so I really would shut my mouth, if I were you."

Draco rolled his eyes at the thought, and went back to trying to make his bed, with every second a new turned up nose.

"Draco, just make the bed and deal with it." Ron said as he shut out the light before Draco had finished.

"The rest of the summer was all the same, everyday." Ron had finished his memory and was slightly shaking from his anger at the thought of the summer he'd just finished.

"Hey…Hey…" Ron turned in his seat to find Draco calling to him. "That wasn't any great walk in the park for me either, Weasley. You're home was…appalling, to say the least. I could barely stomach the sight of it."

"Shut your mouth, Malfoy."

"Or what? You're brothers aren't here anymore, so what do you have to hang over me?"

Ron noticed Crabbe and Goyle setting up for a fight. "You are one ungrateful, foul git, who will never stand on his own. You're ignorant to everyone but yourself and one day it's going to come back and bite you in the arse and I'm going to laugh."

"What did you say to me? How dare you speak to me like I'm some common house-elf. Don't ever—"

"Or what, Malfoy? You'll sick your goons on me? Of course because you don't know how to stand on your own for the life of you."

Half of the Great Hall was staring in their direction as their voices rose. The teachers hadn't noticed anything just yet.

"You think I can't stand on my own, huh?" Draco had risen from his seat and was walking towards the Gryffindor table when Ron rose from his own.

"I know you can't, Malfoy. It's either 'Crabbe and Goyle…' or 'My father this, my father that…' Never you."

"Why you insolent—" Draco's words were cut short and Ron's fist connected with the side of the blonde's face.

Malfoy stumbled for a second before tackling the other boy to the floor. The teachers had noticed the commotion and by the time they made it over to the two boys fighting on the floor both were bleeding and taking every shot they could get in on one another.

Soon they were being torn apart and screamed at by a very familiar voice. "MR. WEASLEY! MR. MALFOY! Never in all of my life have I had such an act from two young wizards take place in the middle of the sorting ceremony. And never have I been so disappointed in my students. Both of your houses will start in the whole for this behavior…50 points from both of you and off to Professor Dumbledore's office for him to decide your actual punishment. You'll not eat at the feast and will wait until he is done with his before you see him. Now off!" Professor McGonagall's voice rang off the walls in the Hall.

Draco and Ron stormed out of the Great Hall, with the Gryffindors cheering Ron on behind them, because someone finally put Draco in his place, but McGonagall quickly quieted them.

It wasn't until an hour later that Dumbledore came to his office and showed the boys up. The two stood in the middle of the room both still livid.

"The two of you should be expelled for such an act such as that, however, I've come up with something else, something more useful…" He paused and stared at the confused faces of the students. "I know the two of you spent a month at each other's side, and that's where all this anger has come from, but the two of you will learn to cooperate and be civil, if nothing else, to one another.

"Your punishment is this…you will spend 2 hours together, daily, under the supervision of a teacher until you've proven you can spend it without them. But this punishment will last all year long, no matter how civil you become to one another…it's either the 2 hours a day, or you can explain to your parents why you were expelled.

"Oh, also neither of you will partake in the trips to Hogsmeade or the school activities for this year. And that is my final word, now boys, have a good night and I don't want to see you in my office again." He said with a smile and opening his door to them from his seat.

Ron and Draco left without a word, and didn't even look at one another until they were far away from Dumbledore's office.

"You know it's your fault for being so ungrateful."

"Don't speak to me, Weasley. I have nothing to say to you." The blonde turned and headed for the dungeons. "Oh and if you ever lay a finger on me again, I will make you regret the day you were born, Weasel." The blonde vanished around the corner, leaving Ron staring hatefully after the other for a moment more, and then he left towards his own common room.

AN: Well there it is. I borrowed the thought of the summer thing from a friend, that she graciously allowed. hehe. Well it's only the beginning so nothing really intimate just yet, but it'll get there.