A/N: So this is it! The final chapter AAAAGGGHHHHH. Short and sweet. I'm not going to lie these last two chapters were a bitch and a half to write. That looks like a developing theme for me. So here it is, and I hope you enjoy. For the final time, I do not own the characters, but I have loved creating this story!

Ron was dreading going back to school. He hadn't seen or spoken with Harry since he found out, and he really didn't want to. When he was home alone in his room, he could pretend the whole thing never happened; not that Ron regretted dating Draco, in fact everyday he fell deeper down the rabbit hole with the guy who should be his sworn enemy. All Ron wanted was for his life not to be a conflict. While bumming around the burrow he stumbled across Molly crying in Percy's old room. Bill had tried getting in contact with Percy about the baby but no one had heard back; Fred and George took to imitating Percy in rather unsavory fashions. Within what felt like a second Ron's whole life turned into a war zone. But inevitably school rolled around and Ron found himself looking around corners for his best friend.

"Come on Ron, you're going to have to deal with it eventually, why not get it over with?" Hermione asked. It was break and they were sitting outside by the fish pond.

Ron wiped the light dusting of snow off the frosted over pond, "Because. Because we've been best friends for seven years. Because I want that friendship to last longer, if only by a couple minutes or hours. Because I can't bear to let it end."

"I'm sure Harry feels the same way. He's not as irrational as you make him out to be."

"You didn't see his face Hermione. It was like, like I broke his heart."

Hermione sighed, and the two sat in silence until the bell.

The peace did not last, and eventually professor Snape's chemistry class rolled around, it was the one class the two boys shared that day. Snape must have sensed the unease in the two boys, because for the first time all year he assigned them as lab partners. The first twenty minutes of class passed in terse silence, as neither of the young men wanted to be the first to break. Finally Ron braved the tornado.

"How you doing?"

Harry looked up, with a wounded sort of face. "I've been better."

"Harry, I mean we met at a Weston party, I had no clue who he was. He's actually a wonderful guy."

"Ron I don't care-"

"No, listen to me Harry. I know you two have been feuding for forever, but if you stopped being so stubborn you'd see what he's really like. And you'd see how happy he makes me."

"Are we gossiping or working boys? I'd really hate to supervise the clean-up of your brains from the ceiling when your project explodes." Snape sneered while passing behind the two.

Harry leaned in and hissed quietly, "I was going to say I don't care that you're dating Malfoy, I care that you didn't fucking tell your best friend!"

"I didn't tell you because I knew you'd react, you hate Draco."

"Yeah? Well when were you going to tell me? A month? A year? Or maybe not at all. I care more about you then I do about some stupid pissing match I started almost seven years ago."

"I don't know Harry," Ron said abashedly. "I just, well you know me, I didn't want anything to wreck what was happening; what with the family shit I just wanted one perfect thing."

"Jesus Ron, that's why I'm here, to make your life easier, not more difficult. You are always the support and I want to be able to be to you what you are to me. Let me in man, I'm the last person who should be telling you who not to date."

"I will say though," Harry said after the tension was broken by Ron's snickers, "I always knew Malfoy was a ponce."

"Detention Mister Weasley and Mister Potter." Snape yelled from behind as the neglected experiment exploded.

"Oi Draco, pass the chips."

"Oh, are we on a First name basis now Harry?"

"Naw," Harry mumbled mouth full of food, "I get to call you Draco, you have to earn the right to call me Harry."

"Thank god." Draco rolled his eyes. "Harry is so unnatural, Potter just rolls off the tongue."

Draco, Ron, Harry and Hermione were sitting at Ron's special coffee shop eating a strange mix of main courses and desert.

"You know I always said you two would be perfectly sensible." Hermione smirked.

"Now, now," Harry started, "I wouldn't go that far. Let's say civil."

"Well let's have a toast to civility amongst friends." Ron smiled, raising his juice.

"And let's not forget, civility amongst enemies." Draco chimed in as they all raised their glasses, and laughed into the night.

DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE!