You see colors no one else can see

In every breath you hear a symphony

You understand me like nobody can

I feel like my soul unfolding like a flower blooming

When this whole world gets too crazy

And there's nowhere left to go

I know you give me sanctuary

You're the only truth I know

You're the road back home

-Safest Place to Hide -Backstreet Boys

Chater 8-

They snuggled together, both of them, on each other, near each other, sharing body heat and taking comfort from one another.

Ron's apartment is now cold, and big, and a little scary. Lavender's been with messing with Ron long enough to hide her feelings. Mostly; She can be as professional as Hermione , and Draco , and Harry . Lavender follows what the rest of them do, but she's getting it, too.

Ron lets her slump against him again, now. she doesn't even have to say anything, he still needs her

Lavender's been his friend for so long, and Ron 's grateful for that bond between them, for the familiarity when they move againest each other, to be together, just them and noone else; ping-ponging between loves and all the rest of the people they cross. He's enjoying the ride, but he's shaken, off-balance, trying to hold on to things that keep changing all around him .

The only thing he wants is Hermione.

Sometimes he dreams about Hermione screaming his name, yelling, "I love you" .Sometimes he dreams he's caught in a massive, swirling vortex of angry Harry ,Draco and Lucius and hands, a hungry mass of open screaming mouths and wild angry eyes.

Lavender doesn't seem to mind when Ron sneaks into her apartment, to squish into bed with her, even on the narrow bed he knows both twins have fucked her on.He doesn't care because he know she's true to him in her heart and mind.

Ron always tries to explain, guilty over waking her up from her meager allotment of sleep. "I.."

Lavender just yawns and scoots slowly. "Another bad dream,Ron?" When Ron nods hesitantly Lavender always smiles and holds the blanket up. "Get in, and get some sleep. Gotta be up early."

It's a tight fit for a slender, but grown man, and her but Lanender just curls himself around Ron and mumbles in a sleep-heavy voice, shushing his desperate whispers of fear, calming and soothing him, wiping tears away without comment.

"I hate this," Ron mutters into the pillow, or Lavender's arm. Whichever he happens to be resting against. He's not talking about the cuddling, and he never has to explain. Lavender always seems to know.

"S'okay, honey. Sleep now. I gotcha, honey," is what Lavender whispers into Ron's neck as he drifts off again, fingers carding gently through Ron's hair, or stroking his arm slowly.

Ron never has bad dreams when he sleeps with her. He's not even sure he dreams, because he doesn't remember anything, but he figures if he doesn't remember them, they couldn't be bad.

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Draco and Hermione love being in bed, Draoc often wonders if they go back there for good, released from the gracious promise of life in general, and the Weasley's in particular.

Because they've proven they'll work hard, do anything to keep each other safe.

Draco and Hermione have a promise , now, so no one suspects anything. Draco thinks it's kind of sad they can't just have a life , with no one else getting in between, even if it started out the wrong way.

He tells Hermione this, one evening when they're lazing around on one of the chairs in Harry's den watching his beautiful princess ,
while Harry and Luna spend some 'quality time' in what is technically a date but Draco's almost sure they'll end up screwing in some huge hotel. Draco's not sure but he'd bet Alana will be the first to get a new sibling; he considers asking Hermione about Ron's newest plan, but she's smiling at their goddaughter. And he won't ruin a moment of her happiness.

"You know for the first time in a while I feel utterly happy"Hermione smiled up at him

"That's probably how it'll always be, baby. As long as there's an us , I'll make sure your happy."

Draco shifts on the bed so he's closer to Hermione . It's warm as hell in thier room, even after messing with the air conditioning wards.

"Drake leave the wards alone"

"It's hot Shorty." he shrugs. "Really hot"

"Mmmm." Hermione shifts so she's rolled against , arm curling around Draco's waist. she's already half asleep, her breathing evening out, warm and a little moist against Draco's chest. It's comfortable like this, and Draco dozes off himself, feeling content.

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"Seriously, Hermione. I don't care."

"I know." she scuffs a foot against the concrete; they're outside,enjoying the sun and the blue skies.

"I made you get up at three am to find me muggle gummy worms" Draco frowns and catches Hermione's chin, makes her look up. "What exactly, did I tell you earlier?"

"Just that you love both me and our son and you do anything for us ." Hermione's face is red; she feels hot. she's not sure if it's embarrassment, though, or the love coming from Draco. Because, at this angle she's never realized before how much Draco loved her truely loved her. And wow, there's a thought to blow her out of the water. She swallows and pulls away a little, but Draco lets her chin go, still smiling he pulls her close.

"I meant it every word..Even if it mean chasing down muggle candies"

Hermione kissed his neck

"I think that's kind of something you should always know , and not forget." He's scanning the area.

Hermione knows he's looking for Blaise, so she says,"You still need to talk to Blaise huh?." she grins and Draco smiles back, and yeah, there's that flash of love again.

"I don't need to be leaving you all the time."

"Well, y'know. Any time, you need to talk to him I can talk to Pansy." Hermione shrugs. "It's not like it's a hardship to hang with a friend."

Draco wants to point out that even he knows there's a world of difference between 'hanging with a friend' and I don't want you to leave me ever ' no matter how innocently but he doesn't. Instead, he tucks away the knowledge that she 's okay being with him. Hermione obviously likes it, too, and decides he kind of likes the warm glow that brings.

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The talk he and Draco had with Blaise is bigger than any of them could've predicted. They're friendship is bigger than any of them could've predicted. Together the three would fight to keep their families safe.

It blows Harry away, when he stops to think about it for very long. So he doesn't. Think about it. Instead he thinks about his family and and his four closer-than- he could could have predicted friends and sometimes late at night, when Luna's asleep, he thinks about Ron. Just the old Hogwarts Ron. The Ron he once thought of as a brother.

He thinks about how long he's known him almost ten years, now. He thinks about how goofy Ron was, at first, but how horrible he is now. He thinks about how bad everything between the trio has become, how he always made Harry feel like he had a family, and he's was always there to listen if someone needed to talk.. Harry couldn't even say bad things about Hogwarts Ron,even in the midst of new older Ron trying to screw them over.

Thoughts of Ron manage to kill off the happy thoughts Harry wants to create , and Harry thinks that's just wrong, so he settles his brain back onto Luna thoughts. How she's smart, and talented, and sexy. Really sexy.

Those are the thoughts that lead to Harry waking his wife up in the most delicious way.

Blue eyes. blonde hair. Long, lean body. Bendy body. Harry slips his shorts off, then touches himself, curls his fingers around himself and strokes gently, slowly, eyes fluttering closed. He's listened to Luna's begging for more. and licking the stage, thrusting her pelvis forward in obvious pantomime of sex.

After she is brought down Luna smiles at her still hard husband"You Harry Potter are a naughty boy"

"I like being a naughty boy," he says, and Luna winks.

Harry pictures that wink now, Luna licking .Oh God is she licking him as she picks up speed on her strokes. His cock throbs within the tunnel of her hand, and her mouth .Luna . Licking. Touching. God he loved his wife...

When he's recovered enough to smile he pulls his wife down to the bed.After all he still had plans for her.

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"Ron"

"Yeah."

"Wha's wrong?" Solemn eyes blink at him, sleep-fogged and unfocused, but Ron knows he has Lavender's full attention. He shivers happily at the warmth trickling through him with that thought.

"Can't sleep?"

He shakes his head no, and shivers again when Lavender rolls toward the center of the bed, lifting the covers up. He's pretty sure he shouldn't do this; , But he need someone to fill in for Hermione

But Lavender doesn't say a word, just wraps herself around Ron like a living blanket, face nuzzled into the curve of Ronn's neck. Ron's asleep by the time Lavender finishes curling back into him, and it doesn't take her any time at all to slide toward sleep, too, wrapped Lavender's warmth...

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