Alone
"Listen ferret!" Ron stormed into Draco's room without waiting for an invitation. "I've tried to be nice to you, for Harry's sake, but you don't talk to my sister like that and think you're getting away with it!"
Draco sat with his back towards Ron as he spoke back. "Yeah, you tried real hard." But it didn't sound nearly as intimidating as intended. His breath was hitched, making him sound rather pathetic, as if he was..
"Are you crying?" Ron asked in disbelief. Seeing someone like Draco Malfoy crying was something he never expected to see his entire life.
"Sod off Weasley." Draco said in the same tone of voice.
"Well, who would of guessed." Ron said mockingly. "Draco Malfoy is crying because his boyfriend broke up with him. Pathetic really."
"He did not break up with me." Draco's tears dried up quickly. Years of practice to not show emotion in front of others was paying off. Ron just laughed. "You're one to talk anyway. You tried getting Harry to leave me for you. Yeah, I read your little letter. Bet that was killing you, knowing he was with me."
Ron turned red from anger, which seemed to please Draco very much.
"How did it feel knowing the man you loved would rather be fucking a Malfoy every night then be with you?" Ron seemed to pick up some courage in order to knock Draco off his high horse.
"Every night?" Ron laughed. "Are you just disregarding all those night he spent with Snape?"
"He didn't, not when he was with me?" It was more of a question than a statement. Ron, satisfied he got to Draco, just shrugged. "No, he wouldn't do that."
"He did. He told me about it. In fact I saw it on the Marauder's Map with my own eyes." Draco suddenly looked like he was going to cry again.
"You're lying." Ron knew how Draco felt. He didn't want to make things worse, and certainly didn't want to be comforting, so he stayed silent. "Why would he do that to me? He loved me."
"Are you going to start crying again?" Draco snapped his head towards Ron looking disgusted.
"I don't cry, especially not over something as stupid as Harry." Ron just raised an eyebrow and let a small chuckle escape his lips. "He should be the one crying! He deserves a little taste of his own medicine."
Draco began to stalk towards Ron, who suddenly looked fearful of what the blond pure blood was about to do. Draco didn't hesitate and pushed his lips onto the red heads. Ron, unresponsive and confused, pushed him away.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Oh come on. Harry needs to know what it feels like to be hurt. To know what it feels to be betrayed. Who better to do that then me and you? Two people he hurt and betrayed."
"But I don't want to do that with you!" Ron exclaimed, backing away quickly.
"Don't flatter yourself Weasley, because I sure as hell don't fancy shagging you, but you're the only option I really have."
"Well find another one because I'm not doing it!"
"Like you have so many better prospects or something? Saving yourself for Harry, are you? Don't you get it. He'd rather be with Snape then you."
"No, it's not that, he just doesn't want to ruin our friendship." Draco started to laugh. "Just because you don't know what it's like to have a true friend."
"I forgot how dense you could be." Still laughing, he went for his trunk and began searching for something. "Harry doesn't want you. It has nothing to do with not wanting to ruin your friendship." Ron didn't say anything, but Draco knew his words were sinking in. "He needs to learn a lesson, and I need your help."
"I don't want to, not with you."
"We just need a little incentive, which is what this was for." He opened up his palm, revealing what he pulled from his trunk. A tiny brown box.
"What is that?" Ron said as he grabbed it, examining it.
"It's what we need. Don't open it unless you plan on going through with this."
"Is it like a love spell?"
"No, the last thing I need is a Weasley swooning over me." Ron shot him a dirty look before he went back to examining the box.
"What does it do?"
"It enchants the room so everything feels better, so I figure it would make it easier that way." Draco said happily, knowing Ron was considering his idea. Harry would finally understand the pain he felt.
"I just open it and it works?" Draco nodded as Ron fingered the lid. "How long does it last?"
"Twelve hours."
"We're going to shag for twelve hours?" Ron asked in disbelief.
"Hardly. It doesn't control you, just makes things more intense. We'll be able to walk away when ever we want."
"So, right away then?" Draco narrowed his eyes at him.
"Just open it or get out. I have no use for you otherwise." Draco turned and went to sit on his bed, expecting Ron to leave but he stood still with the box in hand. "Well?"
Without another word, Ron opened the box. Both sat waiting for something to happen.
"Did it work?" Ron asked and Draco laid back on the bed.
"There's only one way to find out." Ron hesitated before he began to walk towards the bed.
"This is weird, maybe we shouldn't. Really, what good will it do to hurt Harry?" Draco rolled his eyes as he sat up in bed.
"It will make us both feel better." Within seconds, Draco's lips were pressed against Ron's once again, except this time, Ron responded. They both crushed their lips together feverishly, falling back on the bed with Ron on top.
The intensity wasn't subtle at all. The box definitely worked. They both were in so much ecstasy that they didn't even care who they were with anymore. The only thing that matter was their release.
They began to tear at each other's clothes. In just a few minutes they were both naked, stroking the other's arousal, moaning in delight.
"Oh god! Fuck me please.." Draco begged and Ron got started preparing him. Never breaking apart, Ron let his fingers slip inside of Draco's tight entrance.
But then, as they both continued to stroke one another, at the same time Ron was thrusting his fingers into Draco, the door opened. Both of their eyes flew open and made their way to the now open doorway, where Harry stood.
He was crying and unmoving. The moment seemed to last forever, until Ginny dragged the boy away before slamming the door shut. As soon as the footsteps died away, Draco pushed Ron off of him.
"Well, that went swimmingly." He said with a smirk as he began getting dressed. Ron sat there on the bed, in shock, still completely nude and aroused. "Might as well put that thing away," He gestured to Ron's member, "No need for it now."
"You knew he was going to walk in." Ron said as he jumped out of the bed, getting dressed as if he finally noticed he was naked.
"I suspected his stupid bravery would make him come to see if you were okay."
"You planned this whole thing. That's why you called Ginny a whore, because you knew I would come in here." Draco just stared at the boy fumbling with his buttons with a smirk firmly planted on his face.
"Yes, well, you Gryffindors are awfully predictable. Blame yourselves for being that way, I just used it to my advantage."
"You..you!"
"Did I mention how articulate you are?"
"I can't believe Harry could love you! You're exactly who I thought you were." Ron went to throw open the door, but turned to face the Slytherin once more. "I'm going to make sure he knows that, if it's the last thing I do."
"Well, aren't you the noble one? But there's just one thing. You went into this knowing what I was planning. You're not any better than me, so you can stop pretending that you are."
"I didn't expect him to see it. I just thought.."
"Just thought what? He'd use his psychic abilities to know what was happening?"
"No, I don't know, but I didn't think it would be like this. His face..you don't even care."
"He deserves everything he gets. Now get out already, I'm tired of looking at you." Ron didn't bother to argue.
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Ginny was leading me up to my room, but I didn't want to go there. No, thats the room I shared with Ron.
"Ginny, I have to be alone."
"I don't think that would be the best idea right now. You need to talk to someone." I just shook my head. "Harry, don't do this to yourself."
"I knew this would happen. I knew Draco would find someone else. I knew it would happen. I knew it. I deserve this."
"Hold on, aren't you getting ahead of yourself just a little bit?"
"Did we not see the same thing? They were about to have sex Gin! They're probably doing it right now." More tears began to run down my face, and I hardly noticed when we were entering the room I shared with Ron. "Why would he chose Ron? He could have anybody."
"I think you should just wait until they explain what happened."
"I know what happened. They wanted someone better than me, and so they found it. Wasn't hard though, everyone is better than me. Severus is probably fucking Remus right now."
"Ew Harry! Don't say things like that! Besides, don't you think you're being just a tad bit melodramatic?" Just then the door flew open and Ron stormed in, face still flushed from his time with Draco.
"Harry! Let me explain, it's not what you think." But I ignored his words. It didn't matter what he was going to say, I was sure I wasn't in the mood to hear it.
"No. You don't have to explain anything."
"Yes I do! It's a long story. It's, well, I don't know how to explain without it sounding really bad, but I swear I never meant to hurt you. Well I sort of did, but he talked me into it. I know I should of said no, but.."
"Ron, really, you have nothing to be sorry for. Draco isn't my boyfriend anymore. I'm just shocked is all, but I'll be fine. As long as he's happy." Then I got up and left, once again ignoring Ron yelling after me. Ginny must have stayed to listen to his story, but I didn't care. I was actually grateful to get her off of my back.
I wiped my face, removing all evidence of my crying, and headed down to the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley and Remus were there sharing a cup of tea.
"Harry. Why did you rush off earlier?" It took me a good thirty seconds to figure out what he was talking about. The ambush I got from the two, plus Mr. Weasley, escaped my mind the second I opened Draco's bedroom door to find him in a compromising position with my best friend.
"My room." I answered shortly, but honestly. "Is Severus upstairs?" Both of them looked at each other before looking back at me. I knew neither of them wanted to answer me, but Remus did anyway.
"Yeah," I nodded, turning away to go back upstairs. I don't know why I felt the need to go to Severus, but I did. I was devastated about Draco, I felt like he betrayed me. But in all honesty, I had no reason to be. He wasn't my boyfriend anymore, which was all my fault in the first place. Going to Severus with something like this, was probably stupid, but nonetheless, here I am, knocking on his door.
"I take it you heard." He greeted me as he opened the door.
"Heard what? I asked confused, pushing myself into the entryway. That's when I noticed his trunk open, and completely filled with all his things. "Where are you going?"
"Back to Hogwarts."
"What? Why? You've been planning to stay here for months. Tomorrow's Christmas. You have to stay here."
"Harry, things were different when I planned to come here. Besides, I'm not really welcomed here."
"Forget all of them. This is my house, and I want you here!" He moved closer to me and wiped a single tear away from my cheek. I haven't even realized that I was crying.
"Me staying here is only going to make things harder for you. I'll be fine at Hogwarts."
"Don't push me away again, please." I pleaded.
"I'm not pushing you away. I'm just giving you a chance to reconcile with Draco. He's better suited for you. I just getting in the way of your happiness." He began to resume packing, with his wand, so he remained where he was.
"What part of that means you're not pushing me away?"
"Listen, because I won't say all of this again. I don't even know how you got me to say it now." I wanted to tell him that he wasn't really saying anything at all, but it just didn't seem like the place for jokes. " I love you Harry. And I know Draco is a better fit for you. I want you to try and work things out, and for that to happen, I can't be around." I knew he had more to say, but he seemed very reluctant to.
"But on some off chance that you decide Draco isn't the one, I'll be waiting. Two weeks from now, two years from now. I'll always be waiting." He closed his trunk and brought it over to his side in one sweep. "I love you." He leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on my lips, and then he was gone. Tears were still falling down my face, and I wasn't even sure why anymore.
I made my way over to Severus' bed and laid down. I could smell him on the pillow. I allowed the scent to soak into me, so I could forget everything that has happened today. The Weasleys and Lupin ambushing me, Ron and Draco's betrayal, and Severus' departure. Tomorrow was going to be a very lonely Christmas.
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