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Ron walked down stairs slowly, his stomach hurt with every step he took, but he couldn't hide in his room all day, all though he was thinking about doing that.

"Where's Draco?" His father stuttered.

"He went home, he said he was sorry he couldn't say good bye, and said thanks again for inviting him," Ron answered and walked out of the kitchen and into the garden where Harry, Fred and George were flying around. After Harry finding Ron in such a state, Ron had fallen asleep and Harry must have left him on his own.

"Hey Ron, want to come and play?" Fred asked as he flew over to his youngest brother.

"No, I'm going for a walk." Ron said before walking away, he walked down to the lake and even though it was freezing he felt nothing, the lake was frozen over with ice and he sat on the edge throwing heavy stones onto the thin layer of frozen water, small smiles on his face when he heard the crack, 'at least its not just my heart that's breaking' he thought as he heard a louder crack and watched the ice split in two. Harry had joined Ron, who was to distraught in his own feelings to notice the warmth radiating of his best friend.

"Ron, its freezing, you should go inside." Harry said softly, Ron shook his head and threw some more stones. "Ron, you'll catch your death in this weather." Ron shrugged, Harry put an arm around his best friend hoping to warm him up when he realised how much Ron was shivering, but from anger not the cold.

"Why do I let him do it to me Harry?" Ron asked, but it was a question that didn't need answering, "I'm pathetic and poor, but I'm not weak. I could punch him back or at least defend myself but I don't, I let him do it and for what, a few kisses here and there or a nice comment every now and again." Ron ranted, throwing more stones. "When he said he liked me, I thought maybe just maybe I'm not so bad, that Draco Malfoy likes me, a poor little blood traitor like me. But he doesn't like me, he hates me, and I hate him." Ron spat, "I hate what he does to me, them small hands that seem so much bigger when they're against your face, and that look, that unreadable little look that you think can be the sweetest thing in the world but then he'll hurt you and show his real colours and he's wearing that same look." Ron threw another stone in the frozen lake and it cracked a small satisfying smile spread across his lips as he stood up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked, choosing not to say anything about what Ron had just said because there was no words that could even come to measure what he was feeling.

"No where, my arse was frozen." Ron smiled. "I'm not going to let him get to me, I'm not going to let him stop me loving you, I just can't." Harry smiled and stood up, stepping in closer to Ron and pressing his lips to his.

"Good," Harry smiled. "Shall we go inside and get you warmed up?" Ron nodded and grabbed Harry's hand and they walked to the house together, Harry thought that Ron would drop Harry's hand when they walked in the kitchen, but he didn't he held on to it as if the cold air had frozen them together, Ron's mum looked at them a small smile on her large face. Ron didn't look up he just looked at the stairs and walked up them.

"Ron, do you still want to wait you know until we go back to school?" Harry asked weakly, and Ron shook his head.

"But I need to do something." Ron said and sat at his desk, he played with his quill, the way he did when he was nervous in potions, Harry loved watching him like this, but now there was a serious look spread across the red head as he started scribbling on the parchment.

Draco. I'm sick of you. I can't be with you any more because you treat me like a cheap toy that you can just play with, when ever it suits you. Because of you I thought about shutting my heart away and never letting any one else in, but why the fuck should I. Just because you treated me like this, doesn't mean some one else will. Yes I am using the past tense, because that's what we are, in the past. Ron.

Ron read the letter and handed it to Harry who read it surprised written all over his eyes and facial expression.

"Brilliant," Harry grinned, he watched as Ron tied it to his owls leg and watched it fly away. "Got a spare bit of parchment?" Harry asked and Ron threw him some parchment and a quill. "Thank you dear."

"No worries pet." Ron laughed as he collapsed on his bed.

Cho, I'm sorry but me and you isn't what I want. Its not you honestly, its me. I thought I could love you because you seem so perfect and you are, but not for me. I found the person who makes all my dreams come true, and I'm sorry its not you. I hope you learn to forgive me. All the best, Harry.

Harry tied the letter to Hedwig and she flew away hooting, and sat next to Ron, he put an arm around him and smiled.

"Now that's all done," Harry cleared his throat, "Ron, be my boyfriend?"

"I'll have to think about it," Ron giggled as he kissed Harry on the lips passionately.

"Thought about it yet?" Harry asked a cheeky smile on his face. "Or do you need a little more persuading."

"A little more persuading wouldn't hurt," Ron smiled and climbed on top of Harry, pinning the smaller boy underneath him and kissing him roughly, rubbing his growing erection against Harry's who moaned into the kiss, Ron kissed down Harry's neck and scraped his teeth against his collar bone making Harry shiver, he started kissing Harry's lips again but in a teasing way, sucking on Harry's bottom lip and biting it. Harry soon got fed up of being teased and pushed Ron of the bed landing on top of him.

"If you wanted to be on top you just had to ask," Ron winked as he took Harry's top of.

"And you would have let me," Harry laughed as he worked on Ron's top.

"No, its more fun this way." Ron laughed as he pushed Harry on his back, and kissed down his chest and to the hair that led a little line from his belly button to bellow his jeans. Ron ran his hand over Harry's thighs, and smiled at how Harry would buck his hips at an angle so Ron's hand would touch his erection.

"Stop." Harry breathed and Ron stopped and looked at him with a smile.

"Okay, we can play chess." Ron grinned and stood up. Harry pulled him back down.

"Stop teasing me, and just fuck me." Harry grinned.

"No," Ron smiled, "I want you to fuck me."

"All you had to do was ask." Harry smiled as he pushed Ron onto the bed. "You have no idea how much I want you right now."

"Well it will have too wait." Fred grinned, the younger boys were too busy lusting after one another to hear two loud cracks, and notice that the twins were now watching what was going on.

"Fuck off." Ron blushed as he moved away from Harry's grip.

"Now now little brother, we have to talk." George smiled.

"Go on. Make it quick." Ron said as he tried to ignore the pain building up in his penis, from not having Harry's attention.

"About this Draco thing." Fred started.

"We think you should end it." George stated.

"And why would I do that?" Ron said smiling.

"Because he is a Malfoy."

"Dad nearly had a heart attack."

"Mum's going mad."

"And your delusional."

"And frankly we want our family back to normal, minus the Malfoy intrusion."

"But he's so good in bed." Ron said seriously, causing the twins to get flustered, "I mean, don't you get that feeling of pure bliss when your pinned under some one and you could swear your in heaven, and all you want them to do is.."

"Ron stop right there." George said.

"Maybe we should leave the love birds alone now?" Fred asked, and cracked out of the room, George followed. Harry and Ron laughing hard on the bed.

"Did you and Malfoy ever?"

"No," Ron laughed, "I told you, I always wanted you to take my virginity, and you did." Harry smiled.

"Did you ever do anything?"

"Not much, just kissing and touching." Ron sighed, "Do we have to talk about him now?"

"No." Harry smiled, "Where was we?"

"I was pinned under you, and you were working on my belt." Ron winked, and was pushed back on the bed, Harry crawled on top of him, making an effort to bump their growing erections together.

"Ron, your not wearing a belt," Harry smiled and pulled down Ron's trousers with one hand, the other still holding Ron's arms. Harry sat on Ron's lap smiling, Ron looked up clearly unamused with the situation.

"What?" He asked staring at Harry.

"I'm just thinking," Harry smiled.

"What about?"

"How lucky I am to have you." Harry grinned as he kissed Ron passionately.

"Judging by that kiss, I'm lucky to have you." Ron smiled as Harry lay next to him.

"I learn from the best." Harry smiled as he cuddled close to Ron. "I love you."

"Love you too." Ron smiled as he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend.

"I'm sorry I was such a twit before Ron,"

"Its okay." Ron smiled. "I have you now and that is all that matters."

"What are we going to do at school?" Harry asked as he linked his fingers with Ron's.

"Maybe we should wait, just for a week or something so we're not rubbing it in their faces?"

"Yeah," Harry smiled, "You care about others before you care about your own feelings, your perfect."

"You can talk," Ron laughed. "This is nice right, just lying here. Never did anything like this with Draco, we never really spoke."

"Well it is all different now, no more Draco, no more Cho, just me and you." Harry smiled.