A/N: I *told* you I had a plan. So, nyah. I again thank everyone for
reading my story. I'm hoping to get this to be something that is worthy of
aproval. Thanks.
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Ron stared hard at Harry. Draco let his arm go. ~Draco...~ Ron grabbed at the Slytherin's hand, but he pulled away. Ron's eyes widened as he walked away. ~Draco. Don't...~ Ron stood and started after the other, but the blonde ran. Ron sighed and walked back to Gryffindor tower.
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Ron sighed and fell heavily onto his bed. He bit his lip as tears ran down his cheeks, stinging like acid. A familiar form burst into the dorm room. Seamus. The Irish boy was grinning like mad but stopped short when he saw Ron. He walked to Ron's bed, jumping onto it.
"What's wrong?" Seamus cocked his head slightly. Ron shook his head and turned away. "Ron, come on. Tell me." Seamus leaned over Ron. "I can help." Ron closed his eyes, rolling over.
"Why?" Ron asked. Seamus looked at Ron, his usual cheery self missing. "Fine... Y... You know that... that I'm with Draco, right?" The Irish boy nodded. Ron shifted and stared at his hands. "H... Harry found out too... And... And..." Ron looked away, tears springing to his eyes.
"Ron, what happened? Just tell me." Seamus put a hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Harry raped me," Ron whispered. Seamus' eyes widened, but he stayed silent. "Draco promised he'd never leave me alone, make sure I was safe... He beat Harry up badly... They... they both wanted me to go to them... I... I got confused and... Draco left me... Like he said he wouldn't..." Seamus rubbed the tense shoulder benath his hand and kissed the other boy's hair.
"Gods, Ron. I'm so sorry..." Seamus wiped stray tears from Ron's cheeks. Ron curled into Seamus' embrace. The smaller boy rocked them back and forth, lulling the tall boy to sleep. He layed him down and covered him up. When he stood up, he kissed the other boy's forehead lightly. "Ron..." He walked to his own bed and layed down. He stared at Ron through the half- closed curtains. The Irish boy closed his eyes and shifted under the sheets. Seamus slowly fell into a fitful sleep, tossing more than usual in his bed. Neville, Dean, and finally Harry walked into the dorm. Each one fell into slumber easily. The redhead turned onto his back, his eyes opening slightly. He stared at Seamus, smiling just a little.
After hours of staring at the dimness, trying vainly to pick out Seamus's form and thinking everything over, Ron got out of his bed. He walked over to Seamus' bed and crawled in beside the Irish boy. Seamus sleepily smiled and wrapped his arms around Ron's lean form. The taller boy pressed his back against Seamus' chest, feeling the warmth, imagining Draco in that spot. Like it was before.
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Harry reached over to his nightstand, fumbling with his glasses for a moment before putting them on. The sunlight shone onto his tired face. He looked over at Ron's bed and was surprised to see it unoccupied. In fact all but one of the other beds was unoccupied. Harry squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them again, but it was still there; Ron cuddled up in Seamus' arms, looking more comfortable than ever, sleeping soundly. The redhead's lips were moving quickly. Harry stood up, walking over to Seamus' bed, and leaned down to hear.
"Draco, I'm sorry. I love you Draco..." Harry saw red for a moment, then he had an idea. Walking quickly back to his own bed, he rummaged through his trunk and pulled out the camera he'd gotten from Colin. And he pulled out his wand. Rushing back over to the other boys, Harry placed the camera on Seamus' nightstand. He pulled the cover off of the bed, leaving the two boys cold. ~Well, Seamus'll be easy enough to move, a mountain troll couldn't wake him up. But Ron....~ The black-haired boy waved his wand, muttering a spell that would put them into a deep sleep, unable to feel anything until the spell was taken off. Harry yanked Seamus off of Ron, pushing him back to the headboard. He turned his attenion to the redhead. He gently removed the boy's pajama top and pants, leaving him in his boxers again, and pushed him up onto the pillow. The smaller boy rounded the bed and grabbed the hem of Seamus' undershirt, pulling it roughly over his head. The Irish boy was left in his briefs, his toned body beside Ron's. ~Well, that was easy enough.~
Harry wrapped his arms around Seamus' body and lifted him up, turning him over at the same time. He laid the blonde over Ron, positioning his hands on either side of head below him. Harry moved the two boys until he had what he wanted. Pulling the cover back over them, just enough to cover their underwear -which had been pulled down slightly to show the boys' hips- he grabbed the camera. Seamus' body fell slightly as Harry clicked the button. ~Perfect.~ He replaced everything so that it looked like it did before, bodies, clothes, cameras.
The black-haired boy dressed quickly. He stuffed the picture into his pocket and headed down towards the Great Hall. Only a handful of people were there, most of them still sleepy. Harry looked over to the Slytherin section and, sure enough, Draco was there, alone. He walked over to the blonde and cleared his throat.
"Sod off, Potter." Draco continued to stare at the wall. Harry grabbed the taller boy by the arm and dragged him out into the corridor. "Get away, you sick bastard." Harry just smiled sweetly.
"But I saw something that might inerest you. About Ron..." The blonde stared at Harry, his mouth slightly open. "This morning, quite a racket those two were making." Draco narrowed his eyes, silently telling Harry to get to the point. "Seamus had his hands all over Ron... Oh, you wouldn't believe how verbal Ron was being... 'Oh, Seamus... Harder, faster!' Couldn't believe it myself..." Draco growled and looked away.
"What proof do you have Potter." Draco's voice hitched slightly. The smaller boy pulled the picture out of his pocket and handed it to the blonde. The taller boy snatched it up and inspected the moving photo. Ron had his head thrown back, his eyes closed and mouth open. Seamus was thrusting into him every once in a while and his mouth would crash into Ron's, lingering for a moment. Draco stalked towards Gryffindor tower, a slightly confused Harry following. The blonde pushed back a few bricks by the fat lady's portrait and a crack apeared, just big enough for Draco to slide through. Harry followed him, curious as to where he was going.
After a few moments, the passage ended and Harry found himself in a very familiar room. His. Draco stormed over to the occupied bed and stared, his heart breaking. Harry waved his wand behind his back, the spell he had casted earlier was taken away. Ron moaned and pushed back into Seamus. Draco screamed and roughly pulled Seamus' body away from Ron's throwing it into the wall. The Irish boy cried out in pain as his side hit the wall harshly. Ron's eyes snapped open, the sudden loudness scaring him. Harry stood back and smirked, completly unnoticed.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ron sat up and looked into Draco's eyes, eyes that were burning with fire. The blonde looked at Seamus who was working his way back to his bed slowly. "Finnigan? I thought you at least had better taste than that." Seamus scowled as he sat beside Ron again.
"I resent that. Anyway, what are you talking about?" Seamus continued to rub the back of his head. Draco shoved the picture into the Irish boy's face. Seamus blinked and plucked the picture from Draco's hand. Ron looked over and a blush covered his face. "Interesting. And, you think that this is real?" Seamus lifted an eyebrow. "I think I would remember if I was screwing Ron." The redhead's blush grew deeper. "And plus, I'm perfectly happy being with..." He bit his lip. "Uh... who I'm with..."
"And that would be?" Draco folded his arms over his chest. Seamus sighed.
"Fred and George..." Seamus stared at his feet. Ron smiled a little. Draco lifted an eyebrow.
"And where exactly did that," he motioned towards the photo, "come from?" Seamus shrugged.
"Who gave it to you?" Seamus asked. Draco pointed at Harry. "Ah, that makes things a little easier." Ron looked at the tanned boy confused. "Harry is jealous of you because you have Ron." He looked between the three. "And, Ron came to me last night for comfort, and no we did not do anything but sleep. Harry thought he could piss you off by showing you that-which he did by the way. However, he made it look like something it wasn't." the black- haired boy's smile had faded and he was beginning to get nervous. "Look, Malfoy, Ron loves you. Get the picture?" As he said that he ripped the photo in his hands in half. "Now, I will leave you to your own devices." Seamus grabbed Harry's arm rougly. "As for you..." He dragged him out the door. Draco sat beside Ron and looked at the floor. A sandy-blonde head poked in. "Ron, is it safe to say I won't be needed for a while?"
"Yes Seamus, now get out," Draco smiled softly as he said the words. Seamus looked at Ron one last time and left again. An awkward silence came over the two. Ron's eyes were filled with tears. Finally, Draco broke the silence. "Is it true? Do... You love me?"
"Yes... I thought you knew." Draco wrapped his arms around the taller boy. He kissed Ron softly, giving a silent promise to be there.
"Ron, I'm sorry.... I was jealous... I couldn't stand the thought of Finnagan being with you. I..." Draco sighed. "I love you." Ron looked back at the ground again. "Ron," Draco turned the boy's head so that the bright blue eyes were level with his. "I love every second I spend with you, every word you say, every breath you take." The redhead let a tear run down his cheek. "I love you more than life itself." Draco kissed Ron again, lingering on the sweet moment.
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Ron stared hard at Harry. Draco let his arm go. ~Draco...~ Ron grabbed at the Slytherin's hand, but he pulled away. Ron's eyes widened as he walked away. ~Draco. Don't...~ Ron stood and started after the other, but the blonde ran. Ron sighed and walked back to Gryffindor tower.
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Ron sighed and fell heavily onto his bed. He bit his lip as tears ran down his cheeks, stinging like acid. A familiar form burst into the dorm room. Seamus. The Irish boy was grinning like mad but stopped short when he saw Ron. He walked to Ron's bed, jumping onto it.
"What's wrong?" Seamus cocked his head slightly. Ron shook his head and turned away. "Ron, come on. Tell me." Seamus leaned over Ron. "I can help." Ron closed his eyes, rolling over.
"Why?" Ron asked. Seamus looked at Ron, his usual cheery self missing. "Fine... Y... You know that... that I'm with Draco, right?" The Irish boy nodded. Ron shifted and stared at his hands. "H... Harry found out too... And... And..." Ron looked away, tears springing to his eyes.
"Ron, what happened? Just tell me." Seamus put a hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Harry raped me," Ron whispered. Seamus' eyes widened, but he stayed silent. "Draco promised he'd never leave me alone, make sure I was safe... He beat Harry up badly... They... they both wanted me to go to them... I... I got confused and... Draco left me... Like he said he wouldn't..." Seamus rubbed the tense shoulder benath his hand and kissed the other boy's hair.
"Gods, Ron. I'm so sorry..." Seamus wiped stray tears from Ron's cheeks. Ron curled into Seamus' embrace. The smaller boy rocked them back and forth, lulling the tall boy to sleep. He layed him down and covered him up. When he stood up, he kissed the other boy's forehead lightly. "Ron..." He walked to his own bed and layed down. He stared at Ron through the half- closed curtains. The Irish boy closed his eyes and shifted under the sheets. Seamus slowly fell into a fitful sleep, tossing more than usual in his bed. Neville, Dean, and finally Harry walked into the dorm. Each one fell into slumber easily. The redhead turned onto his back, his eyes opening slightly. He stared at Seamus, smiling just a little.
After hours of staring at the dimness, trying vainly to pick out Seamus's form and thinking everything over, Ron got out of his bed. He walked over to Seamus' bed and crawled in beside the Irish boy. Seamus sleepily smiled and wrapped his arms around Ron's lean form. The taller boy pressed his back against Seamus' chest, feeling the warmth, imagining Draco in that spot. Like it was before.
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Harry reached over to his nightstand, fumbling with his glasses for a moment before putting them on. The sunlight shone onto his tired face. He looked over at Ron's bed and was surprised to see it unoccupied. In fact all but one of the other beds was unoccupied. Harry squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them again, but it was still there; Ron cuddled up in Seamus' arms, looking more comfortable than ever, sleeping soundly. The redhead's lips were moving quickly. Harry stood up, walking over to Seamus' bed, and leaned down to hear.
"Draco, I'm sorry. I love you Draco..." Harry saw red for a moment, then he had an idea. Walking quickly back to his own bed, he rummaged through his trunk and pulled out the camera he'd gotten from Colin. And he pulled out his wand. Rushing back over to the other boys, Harry placed the camera on Seamus' nightstand. He pulled the cover off of the bed, leaving the two boys cold. ~Well, Seamus'll be easy enough to move, a mountain troll couldn't wake him up. But Ron....~ The black-haired boy waved his wand, muttering a spell that would put them into a deep sleep, unable to feel anything until the spell was taken off. Harry yanked Seamus off of Ron, pushing him back to the headboard. He turned his attenion to the redhead. He gently removed the boy's pajama top and pants, leaving him in his boxers again, and pushed him up onto the pillow. The smaller boy rounded the bed and grabbed the hem of Seamus' undershirt, pulling it roughly over his head. The Irish boy was left in his briefs, his toned body beside Ron's. ~Well, that was easy enough.~
Harry wrapped his arms around Seamus' body and lifted him up, turning him over at the same time. He laid the blonde over Ron, positioning his hands on either side of head below him. Harry moved the two boys until he had what he wanted. Pulling the cover back over them, just enough to cover their underwear -which had been pulled down slightly to show the boys' hips- he grabbed the camera. Seamus' body fell slightly as Harry clicked the button. ~Perfect.~ He replaced everything so that it looked like it did before, bodies, clothes, cameras.
The black-haired boy dressed quickly. He stuffed the picture into his pocket and headed down towards the Great Hall. Only a handful of people were there, most of them still sleepy. Harry looked over to the Slytherin section and, sure enough, Draco was there, alone. He walked over to the blonde and cleared his throat.
"Sod off, Potter." Draco continued to stare at the wall. Harry grabbed the taller boy by the arm and dragged him out into the corridor. "Get away, you sick bastard." Harry just smiled sweetly.
"But I saw something that might inerest you. About Ron..." The blonde stared at Harry, his mouth slightly open. "This morning, quite a racket those two were making." Draco narrowed his eyes, silently telling Harry to get to the point. "Seamus had his hands all over Ron... Oh, you wouldn't believe how verbal Ron was being... 'Oh, Seamus... Harder, faster!' Couldn't believe it myself..." Draco growled and looked away.
"What proof do you have Potter." Draco's voice hitched slightly. The smaller boy pulled the picture out of his pocket and handed it to the blonde. The taller boy snatched it up and inspected the moving photo. Ron had his head thrown back, his eyes closed and mouth open. Seamus was thrusting into him every once in a while and his mouth would crash into Ron's, lingering for a moment. Draco stalked towards Gryffindor tower, a slightly confused Harry following. The blonde pushed back a few bricks by the fat lady's portrait and a crack apeared, just big enough for Draco to slide through. Harry followed him, curious as to where he was going.
After a few moments, the passage ended and Harry found himself in a very familiar room. His. Draco stormed over to the occupied bed and stared, his heart breaking. Harry waved his wand behind his back, the spell he had casted earlier was taken away. Ron moaned and pushed back into Seamus. Draco screamed and roughly pulled Seamus' body away from Ron's throwing it into the wall. The Irish boy cried out in pain as his side hit the wall harshly. Ron's eyes snapped open, the sudden loudness scaring him. Harry stood back and smirked, completly unnoticed.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ron sat up and looked into Draco's eyes, eyes that were burning with fire. The blonde looked at Seamus who was working his way back to his bed slowly. "Finnigan? I thought you at least had better taste than that." Seamus scowled as he sat beside Ron again.
"I resent that. Anyway, what are you talking about?" Seamus continued to rub the back of his head. Draco shoved the picture into the Irish boy's face. Seamus blinked and plucked the picture from Draco's hand. Ron looked over and a blush covered his face. "Interesting. And, you think that this is real?" Seamus lifted an eyebrow. "I think I would remember if I was screwing Ron." The redhead's blush grew deeper. "And plus, I'm perfectly happy being with..." He bit his lip. "Uh... who I'm with..."
"And that would be?" Draco folded his arms over his chest. Seamus sighed.
"Fred and George..." Seamus stared at his feet. Ron smiled a little. Draco lifted an eyebrow.
"And where exactly did that," he motioned towards the photo, "come from?" Seamus shrugged.
"Who gave it to you?" Seamus asked. Draco pointed at Harry. "Ah, that makes things a little easier." Ron looked at the tanned boy confused. "Harry is jealous of you because you have Ron." He looked between the three. "And, Ron came to me last night for comfort, and no we did not do anything but sleep. Harry thought he could piss you off by showing you that-which he did by the way. However, he made it look like something it wasn't." the black- haired boy's smile had faded and he was beginning to get nervous. "Look, Malfoy, Ron loves you. Get the picture?" As he said that he ripped the photo in his hands in half. "Now, I will leave you to your own devices." Seamus grabbed Harry's arm rougly. "As for you..." He dragged him out the door. Draco sat beside Ron and looked at the floor. A sandy-blonde head poked in. "Ron, is it safe to say I won't be needed for a while?"
"Yes Seamus, now get out," Draco smiled softly as he said the words. Seamus looked at Ron one last time and left again. An awkward silence came over the two. Ron's eyes were filled with tears. Finally, Draco broke the silence. "Is it true? Do... You love me?"
"Yes... I thought you knew." Draco wrapped his arms around the taller boy. He kissed Ron softly, giving a silent promise to be there.
"Ron, I'm sorry.... I was jealous... I couldn't stand the thought of Finnagan being with you. I..." Draco sighed. "I love you." Ron looked back at the ground again. "Ron," Draco turned the boy's head so that the bright blue eyes were level with his. "I love every second I spend with you, every word you say, every breath you take." The redhead let a tear run down his cheek. "I love you more than life itself." Draco kissed Ron again, lingering on the sweet moment.