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Warning: Slash, Yaoi, boylovin, dudes lovin dudes. Don't like, don't read. Simple, ne?
Ron looked for Draco everywhere after he had left the hospital wing. It seemed that Draco was staying out of Ron's way. No matter what he actually said, deep down, he felt terrible for how he reacted to Draco, and an even smaller piece of him realized that he deserved Blaise's anger. The bastard didn't have to hit him that many times though.
Despite his best efforts, Ron was unable to find Draco and eventually had to resort to 'borrowing' Harry's Invisiblity Cloak and stationing himself outside of the Slytherin entryway. Finally, after dinner he took his chance and slipped into the Common room. He stood off to the side of the entrance room and shrugged, it hadn't changed much since he'd seen it second year. Shaking his head to rid himself of the random thoughts floating through his mind, Ron made his way to where the dorms had to be and grinned in triumph. Each of the doors had a nameplate with who each room belonged to. His grin fell when he realized he hadn't quite thought this through when he reached Draco's room. Deciding to get it over with, he opened the door and quietly stepped inside.
Ron made his way over to Draco's bed where the Slytherin had fallen asleep, a book open and laying across his chest. There was a small light coming from a leftover and fading lumos still activated on the blonde boy's wand. He stood over the other and just watched him sleep, time seeming to not pass at all. In the soft light, Draco's face smoothed out and lost the worries that the day seemed to continually pile onto him. Ron had to stop himself from pushing back the fringe that had fallen into the other's face.
All of a sudden, Draco's eyes popped open and he shot into a sitting position, knocking heads with Ron in the process.
"Ow bugger!"
Draco looked around, frightened, when Ron realized he had the cloak on. He figured he had already blown his cover, so he lowered the hood. Draco gaped.
"I snuck in." Ron muttered, rubbing his forehead.
"Oh. Then you should go sneak out, now."
"Malfoy-"
Draco's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. "Go, Weasley."
"Draco, please."
Draco slumped slightly, giving in. "What do you want?"
"I am... s-sorry."
He froze at Ron's words.
"Wh-what did you say?"
Ron gulped and spoke again.
"I'm sorry. I really am. I-you didn't give me a chance to reply. Back in the Hospital wing. When you thanked me for helping you learn what was right...I dunno, that made me feel really...it made me feel like I accomplished something. Look, I thought about it and I decided that I shouldn't have just ran off on you like that. No one's ever told me they loved me, not that way. And definitely not another guy! I didn't know how to react!"
"You sure picked a reaction quickly. Running away."
"I am sorry."
"Yes. You've said that already."
"Hey! I'm trying to tell you that maybe I might care for you back!" Ron burst out, unable to form what he wanted to say into a more clarified statement.
"You maybe might care for me?" Draco scoffed.
"No! Yes! Stop doing that! Argh! Okay! Okay. Every time that we were together, before you would use Obliviate on me, how would I react to you kissing me."
The blonde smirked.
"You were pretty cooperative."
"Um. Right. From what I remember, I was. I liked it. I like it. So, what I'm trying to say, is that I'm willing to see where it could go."
Draco jumped out of bed and stood directly in front of Ron. He had to look up a bit, as the redhead was a whole head taller than him. "Well, right now, it is going out of this room and you are going back to your own common room."
Ron looked absolutely crestfallen. "O-okay." He turned to go out of the room when Draco caught his arm.
"It's not that I don't want to give this a shot. I do. I am really tired at this exact moment so you are going to go back to your room before I do something to force myself to get less sleep." Draco said with a crooked grin. He planted a searing kiss on Ron's lips.
"Put the cloak back on and go, before I change my mind. Meet me in our room. After supper."
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The time between their last meeting and their next seemed to drag by for Ron. It didn't help that Harry and Hermione were, for some strange reason, attempting to talk with him and cornering him every chance they could get. Which was very few as Ron was quite adament about not speaking with them at all.
Unable to take it anymore, Ron sneered at them and, knowing the secret passages as well as Harry, managed to escape them and get to his and Draco's room. He collapsed backwards on the bed, huffing in annoyance at their attempts. Ron muttered a quick 'Tempus' in order to see how much longer he had until Draco would show up, cursing when he realised it was still a long wait. He settled back against the pillows and decided to pass the time reading a book.
That lasted about twenty minutes before he was asleep, the aforementioned book lying on his stomache having slipped from his hands. Draco walked in some time later and rolled his eyes before moving to sit on the bed next to Ron.
"We seem to always meet like this." his fingers trailing from the side of Ron's face and down to the collarbone that was peeking out from behind the redhead's shirt. Draco leaned forward and kissed Ron, his mouth following the journey down that his fingers had just taken. Reaching the jutting collarbone, Draco nipped at it with his teeth. It was then that he noticed Ron's pulse had quickened and he smirked against the lightly freckled skin.
"You fake, you were awake all this time."
Ron blushed.
"Only since you sat on the bed."
"Oh, so. Did you enjoy that?" Draco asked, his fingers playing at the slightly reddened skin that he had created.
Deciding to go with it (he was pretty sure he wouldn't get memory charmed this time) he answered.
"If I say yes, will you do it again?"
Draco just smiled wolfishly, his eyes flashing. "Maybe... or maybe you'd rather me do this..." he nibbled at Ron's earlobe.
"Mmm... Oh, Merlin. That. Definately that."
"Or what about this?" Draco unbuttoned the top button of Ron's shirt and kissed the newly exposed skin lightly before repeating the process with the second button..and the third...
"Ohhh. I changed my mind again. That. I prefer that."
As Draco reached the last button he smirked.
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The next morning Draco blinked blearily up at Ron who was leaning over him, wearing only an exhasperated smile. "What?" the blonde asked thickly, still pretty tired.
"We could have done that sooner if you hadn't used Obliviate."
A/N: Aww, look at that. Their fight has been resolved...er well, their fight with eachother anyway. There's still some battles to be fought! Wah!! I just thought that up right now! lol So, we hope you enjoyed this latest installment. Please read our other fics! We have a couple one-shots done and more in the works!! All are found under this account.
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