Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. At all. And I never will. Ever. So put the phone down and don't call your lawyer.

Sorry for the lateness, first I had finals...then chores....then classes...ugh.

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Draco stumbled into his room and slammed the door fiercely, kicking the desk chair over as he stormed to his bed and flopped down on his stomach.

Liquid silver eyes let loose a stream of tears into the Slytherin green pillow, covering the silk in his anger.

"Augh." Draco groaned, "Stupid fucking Golden Boy always gets whatever he wants. Why…?"

He lay there, exhausted from his fit of crying until sleep finally took over his vision, tossing him into cruel dreams.

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"But will he listen? He is…" Harry seemed reluctant to insult him.

"Stubborn." Ron supplied.

"And a bit of a pat sometimes. Draco has gotten heaps better though, ever since he started following you around."

Ron's ears grew red and he ducked his head shyly. "He…He followed me around?"

Harry chuckled.

"Harry?"

"Go to sleep Ron. I can tell that you need it. I'll wake you up in time for dinner."

"Thanks, Harry."

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Harry wandered up to the Room of Requirements and stared up at the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy attempting to teach trolls to dance ballet. Idiot.

He began to pace in front of it.

I need a place for Ron and Mal-Draco to make peace and finally get together.

Somewhere they can be comfortable and alone. No awkwardness.

First Pass.

In a neutral house color, very little greens or reds. A dark blue would be nice. No tapestries or paintings. A few mindows with a view of the lake or towers?

Second Pass.

It needs a large fireplace and a couch…possibly a recliner chair or two….a table for snacks…Snacks, I should ask Dobby for some sandwiches and cauldron cakes.

Third Pass.

A door appeared. Harry stared up at the looming mahogany door, then grasped the brass handle and opened it slowly. He stepped inside. It was just like had described (A/N—If I can find a room of close to this description, I'll post the link.)

Hmmmmmmmmm. How about another door that leads to a bedroom? Large kind-size bed, the works. But they shouldn't be able to open it until they make up. Oh, make sure that there's lube in a drawer next to the bed, and lots of it.

Um, and a bathroom would be good too. Attached to both of the rooms. With a marble 6'x8' bathtub.

Said things appeared.

A grin wormed its way onto his face.

"Wicked."