A/N: So um…. Sorry about the weird posting, midterms have me a little more scatterbrained than usual. Anywho, this fic actually originated while I was watching The First Time starring Dylan O'Brien and Britt Robertson a couple years ago. I wrote the first chapter in my head but never really got around to putting it on paper. Eventually I came up with the idea for chapter five (the bit about Draco getting lost and ogling over Ron fixing up his car), but it wasn't until I came up with the idea for this chapter that I got excited enough to write this fic. All I'm going to say is that best friends ALWAYS have a way of finding things out…
Once more Ron found himself at a Weston party. It was an excuse for Ron to meet more of Draco's friends; He had already met Blaise and Pansy, but after each other's family's they figured they might as well try meeting one another's friends. Ron had made sure that Hermione was keeping Harry occupied that night so as to make sure there were no strange run in's, as Ron didn't entirely trust Draco not to drive Harry into a frenzy. Nonetheless Ron found himself wishing Harry knew, or at least that he would be there with him, he was still just about as uncomfortable as anyone could be. Luckily the music wasn't that bad, and Ron was able to weave out of sight while Draco ran around to see who all was there. It wasn't long before a shyly smiling Draco reappeared, friends in tow. Ron was relieved to recognize Blaise, he had always been pretty supportive of the relationship, but there were also two girls with him, one of whom Ron recognized.
"Hey Ronald," Cho immediately piped up going in for a hug, "I had no clue Draco's mysterious man was none other than you!"
Blaise shot an intrigued look at the two.
"We knew each other back when Harry dated Cho." A hesitant Ron explained.
"Say, how is Harry doing? And what on earth does he think about this?" Cho snickered motioning between Ron and Draco.
"Fine, though uh, we haven't exactly told him."
"Well shit, that's pretty fucked up." The other girl piped in. She introduced herself as Lavender, and proceeded to explain a similar situation with her friend Parvati (though it actually wasn't at all similar, see Parvati had a twin sister, and there was a boy… you get it).
Eventually the girls drifted off, and just the boys were left. It didn't seem very long before a smug Pansy strolled up.
"Kudos, I mean really Draco, Brava, you know just how to get under his skin."
"What on earth are you talking about Pansy?" Draco responded.
"Harry, he's here, I mean nothing will annoy him more than finding out about you and Ron, especially while in front of all his old schoolmates."
"What do you mean? Where is he?" Ron burst. "And what the hell Draco? Why on earth would you do this!"
"I didn't do anything, I swear to god Ronald!"
"Well he looks like he's making his way over here now." A thoroughly amused Pansy chuckled.
"Fuck," Ron sighed before spotting and open door nearby, "I'm making a break for it." He whispered manically before diving into the door and closing it shut.
He felt around for a light, and found himself in a bathroom. He stuck his ear to the door and strained to hear what was happening. He could just make out Harry's voice right outside the bathroom.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" He mumbled to himself before feeling a buzz in his pocket. He opened it up to find Hermione face timing him.
"I'm so sorry Ron, I guess he found out on the party and insisted he drop off, I really tried Ron."
"Be quiet," Ron hissed, "He's already here, I'm hiding in the loo."
"Oh god," Hermione moaned, "can you hear him?"
"shh yeah, I think he's talking to Malfoy now."
Once more Ron put his ear to the door. Faintly he heard the conversation going on outside.
"Now as much as I love your company blokes, I'd really like to use the toilet. Any way you can let me pass?"
"Come on Potter," Draco intercepted, and Ron noticed a hint of wavering in his voice, "I think someone's in there, beside there's a billion toilets in this place."
"Why are you so insistent Malfoy? You know what, I've actually tried the three other bathrooms, all of them are full."
"Well one of them must be open now you bleeding idiot, so move along."
"Alright, no need to get nasty." Harry supplied.
Ron waited there for a moment, after a couple moments it seemed the coast was clear.
"Ok I think we're good Hermione, I'm gonna run out." Ron hung up, and carefully opened the door and peered out. Malfoy was there, and gave Ron the all clear. After mutually agreeing the best thing to do would be to leave Ron and Draco quietly slipped out the back. Unfortunately they ran into a now slightly drunk Cho.
"Where are you guys going?" She asked in a voice that could wake a freight train, "You got her like, uh, twenty minutes ago!"
"Yeah, we said our hellos and now it's time to leave." Draco quickly replied trying to maneuver around the drunk girl.
"No you haven't, I was just talking to Vincent, he said he hasn't seen you guys yet." "Hey Vincent!" She yelled across the backyard. "Meet Draco's boyfriend!"
"Actually we have to go Cho," Ron soothed, "we'll meet him another time."
But it was too late. By now everyone who had been back there migrated towards the boys.
"You slip out Ron, I'll fend 'em off, wait for me in the car." Draco whispered hastily, Ron bobbed and weaved his way through the mob and all but made it out when he ran straight into Harry.
"Oi Ron!" Harry exclaimed. "Why are you here? Wait, even better, have you heard? Apparently Malfoy has a secret boyfriend he brought to the party!"
Ron just looked at his friend like a deer in headlights.
"No," Ron started slowly, "I haven't heard anything about Draco's secret boyfriend."
"I can't wait to meet him, only a real idiot would date that prick." The boy with glasses snorted.
Ron still hadn't moved, and Harry was starting to look at him funny.
"Hey mate you alright? You look pale."
Ron somehow found the voice to choke out, "Fine, just fine. I wasn't expecting you here that's all."
"Yeah, why are you here by the way? I thought you hated Weston parties."
"Apparently it's because I'm a real idiot." Ron mentally smacked himself. Really? Being a smartass now of all times?!
"What?"
It took Harry a couple of minutes to get it.
"Wait, you're not,"
"Yup."
"Seriously, I mean you and Malfoy,"
"yup."
"So like, that's why you called him Draco!" Harry all but yelled. "You've been seeing Malfoy!" he yelled accusatorily.
"Yup."
"I don't fucking believe this."
"I mean, I know you hate him but-"
"Know what Ron? I don't care." Harry steamed. He started walking away.
"Harry!" Ron yelled after him. Harry turned around, but didn't stop walking.
"Why don't you go off and play with your 'boyfriend' Ronald!" he shouted. He spun around, and gave Ron the middle finger as he walked away.
"Yeah," Ron sighed, defeated, "Fuck me."
