Draco & Ron

You Won't Be Mine

Matchbox 20

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"Get away from me, Malfoy." Ron drank down the glass of whiskey in front of him and tapped his glass on the bar.

Draco ignored the request and sat down on the stool next to him. He mumbled his drink order to the bartender then looked at the redhead to his right, "And I would have thought we could commiserate a bit, considering we are in the same state of affairs."

Ron turned and glared as he hissed, "State of affairs? I'm quite certain you were the affair and I was the poor stupid bastard who believed that she loved me since first year…second at least." He turned back to his drink and stared into it for a few minutes before drinking it down and requesting another.

"I'll grant you the seniority…but I love her too." Draco moved down one stool when he felt Ron's entire body shudder.

"Bartender, can you bring me the whole bottle please? And a bucket, because I'm quite certain I am about to vomit." Ron rolled his eyes and glared at Draco, "You destroyed her, Malfoy. Like everything else you touch, you infected her. The only salvation I have is knowing that you can't have her either."

"Whatever gets you through the night, I suppose," Draco finished off his glass and raised it to the bartender. "You can keep these coming until I fall off of this bar stool…or until my good friend Ron here knocks me off of it…whichever comes first."

Ron continued to drink in silence, but after several long moments and a few more drinks he snapped at Draco, "What do you know about loving her? How can such a lie come from even your mouth?"

Draco finished off his drink and poured another before responding. "I know that there was nothing more brilliant in the world than the way the sun reflected off of her eyes. I know that my entire body relaxed the minute I heard her voice; even if she was yelling at me. I know that I started waiting for every single piece of knowledge that fell from her exquisite mouth and I know that hearing her say I love you was the very reason I was put on this earth to breathe."

Before Draco could continue, Ron stood from his bar stool and punched him in the face. The blond fell to the floor and the redhead sat back down in his seat. "Bartender…my friend and I will require another bottle…so we can commiserate about loving and losing the same bloody girl."

Draco chuckled as he wiped a few drops of blood from the corner of his mouth then stood and sat on the stool next to Ron, "Feel better?"

"It's a start…" Ron poured Draco a glass full of whiskey then filled his own glass. He lifted the tumbler in the air and spoke blankly, "To Hermione Granger…she came, she saw, she conquered… and then she ran off with Viktor bloody Krum."

The blond raised his glass; tapping it against Ron's then drinking it down. "He can't even say her name correctly. I don't understand. Honestly, I always imagined if I could ever get her away from you that the only person who had the ability to steal her from me would be Potter. Of course, he's sitting sweetly in life beside your sister so –"

"You will keep your bloody hands off my sister or I will kill you." Ron filled their glasses again and they drank the rest of the evening in silence, reminiscing respectfully about their perfect, but brief love stories with the one that got away.