Pairing: Draco/Ron

Word count: 485

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.


Draco had about had it with his boyfriend's evasive behavior! Draco knew of course that they couldn't be seen in public. Who would even think that these two would ever be romantically involved?

No one. That's who.

Draco had tormented him since the beginning of First Year so no one in their right mind thought they were together. No one, perhaps a few who had much too Firewhiskey, would think they were even friends. Draco understood this of course. He wasn't a moron. There was no telling what his family would do if they found about their relationship. Probably torture. But couldn't he spend at least some time with his boyfriend?

Draco sourly looked over at the Gryffindor table where Ron, Harry, and Hermione were laughing. Why couldn't he laugh with Draco like that? Did their relationship mean nothing to him? Was Draco the only one who thought this was all real? Or was this some elaborate prank on him? He couldn't be too sure after all, they were Gryffindor's.

"I'm done," Draco announced as he saw Hermione lean in a bit too close for his liking.

"Already?" Blaise asked incredulously. "You haven't even had two bites."

Draco shrugged. "Not hungry is all."

Draco swaggered (he had to keep his appearance up of course) out of the Great Hall determined not to look over at his table. He walked out and sighed heading to his usual route when he felt hands cover his eyes. "What the-?"

"Shhh," whispered a male, familiar voice. "You'll attract attention."

Draco rolled his eyes aware his boyfriends could feel it. "You wouldn't want that, would you? Leave me alone."

Hands fell off his eyes revealing a hurt Ron Weasley. "That's not true."

Draco shrugged. "That's what it seems like."

Ron frowned. "I'm doing this for you, you know."

Draco stared back in disbelief. "For me? No, I don't think so, Ron."

Ron nodded, his voice insisting. "No, really." His cheeks were as bright as his hair. "I don't want you to get in trouble with your father."

Draco felt his defensive tone leave him. "Really?"

Ron nodded, his cheeks blazing. "Yes, I know they aren't...accepting."

Draco laughed in relief. Ron wasn't embarrassed to meet up. That meant the world to Draco. "You should've told me. I was worried you hated me or something."

Ron laughed softly. "Who would have thought Draco Malfoy had insecurities?"

Draco scowled as Ron caressed his face. "Everybody has insecurities."

Ron nodded, a grin still plastered on his face. "Don't worry, you have no need for them."

Draco found his own lips smiling. Ron's was too contagious not to smile. "At least I don't have them where it counts."

Ron looked confused. "Where's that?"

Draco ran over his lips with his tongue and kissed Ron. Drawing back from the kiss, he smirked. "In bed of course."

Draco had never seen Ron turn so red before.


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