Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I own no one in this story. I wish I did. then I could make cute yaoi pairings ALL day! ^^ *Bad thoughts*
Harry grabbed Ron's hand and darted into the darkness. "What are we doing, Harry?" Ron's voice was a hoarse whisper. "Sh," Harry warned. He put his finger against Ron's lips. They continued along the dark corridor. Harry pulled Ron into an empty classroom. At once, Ron recognized it as the Quidditch equipment room. He and Harry had spent countless hours in this room, helping Harry prepare for the games. "What are we doing here?" Ron pondered aloud. "For this." Harry said, quietly as he pulled Ron in for a short kiss. Ron pushed Harry away. "What are you doing?!" Harry looked hurt. "I'm sorry, Ron." he muttered. Ron shook his head. "No. I'm sorry." Ron leaned towards Harry and brushed a lock of black hair out of his eyes, revealing the lightning shaped scar on his forehead. "You've been so kind to me. these past four years have been the best years of my life." Ron pulled Harry close and hugged him. Harry never wanted to let go.
Draco Malfoy sat in the pitch black corner. He was watching Ron and Harry. A tear dripped down his left cheek. He should be where Ron was. He should be with Harry. He sat in silence, watching the two as they sat together.
Harry glanced at his new watch, a birthday present from Ron: 12:47. He looked up at Ron. "Time to go?" Ron asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. Harry nodded and the two stood up. Harry glanced at the dark corner where Malfoy was carefully hidden. He heard a faint breathing noise. Heading for the corner, Harry heard a shuffling as Ron came up behind him. "What is it, Harry?" Harry shrugged and turned around to face Ron. They headed for the Gryffindor common room, knowing they only had a few hours left to sleep.
Malfoy had breathed deeply as Harry neared his hiding place. Then Ron had appeared and the two left silently. Once again, Malfoy was safe. His heart was broken. But his reputation was safe.
Hermione heard the common room door open. She had been sitting in a chair by the fire, studying for the Transfiguration test the next day. She saw Harry and Ron enter, talking quietly. She put out her lantern and huddled close in the chair. After they had passed and entered the boys' dormitory, she began to think of all the reasons her two friends would've been out late together, roaming the dark corridors. Nothing logical came to mind, so she kept her light out and headed for the girls' dormitory.
Harry woke up at 7 o'clock the next morning. He ran to Ron's bed and pulled back the curtain. Ron's bed was carefully made and Ron was absent from the scene. Harry headed for the common room, hoping to find his love. Opening the door quietly, Harry found himself at a frightening scene. Professor McGonagall was stooped over Ron. On his face was a look of horror. Harry ran over. "P-professor!" Harry stuttered. Professor McGonagall spun around. "Yes, Mr. Potter?" she said, a bit of irritation noticeable in her voice. "I. uh. what's wrong with my lo--RON?" He had almost said "my love". That would've been awkward. Professor McGonagall turned toward Ron once again. "Ma---a student has informed me that Mr. Weasley, here, has been sneaking around, eh? Had a little stroll late last night, did we? You know that wandering around at night is against school policy. your father in the Ministry of Magic, and all. my! This won't be good for him at all, will it? Especially after the 'car incident' back a couple years ago." She was referring to the flight the two had taken in the Weasleys' family car in their second year. Harry, who had been standing in silence through their professor's speech, realized that this might mean the expelling of his best friend. He gasped. Professor McGonagall faced Harry once more. "Are you all right, Harry?" Harry nodded. "It's just that." He choked. "Although you two are in my house, I have no choice but to----" "NO, PROFESSOR!" Harry shouted. Their Gryffindor leader turned her angry glare at Harry. "What is it, Mr. Potter?" she spat. "I can vouch for Ron." She was intrigued. "He was with me the whole night." "Are you saying that you were also out late last night?" "No. we were. uh. upstairs. in our dorm. studying for our Transfiguration exam." She rolled her eyes. "And about Mr. Malfoy? I mean. the student." "You know Malfoy hates us! He always has! He probably just made up that story to get us into trouble!" She nodded. "Although it sounds mighty farfetched, I will not report you. nor punish you. but remember. no nightly walks!" They both nodded. Professor McGonagall continued, "And I expect top marks on your exam today. both of you." She then left, her robe swishing behind her. Ron collapsed in one of the chairs. "That was close!" Harry grinned. "Sure was! I'm glad no one woke up during that! It would've been very funny!" Ron nodded and Harry sat on his lap. Ron grinned and shook his head. "Not now, Harry. what if Hermione wakes up and sees us? That would be embarrassing!" Harry stood up, understanding. "Or one of the other guys." Ron laughed. "Tonight, Harry. tonight."
Hermione had been standing at the top of the staircase to the girls' dormitory. She saw Professor McGonagall leave and Harry sit on Ron's lap. Then Ron had grinned and Harry stood up. She had heard them mention her name. "Tonight, Harry. tonight." Ron had said. What's going on? Hermione wondered.
Ron and Harry decided to skip breakfast. Harry had suggested skipping the gathering in the Great Hall that morning, so they could "talk" about last night. Ron had agreed, because deep down, he wanted to continue where they had left off. They waited until everyone else had exited the common room before showing any affection. Ron insisted that Hermione hadn't left, but Harry assured him that she had exited the common room with Lavender and Parvati. Ron sat on Harry's lap as he gently brushed his lips against Harry's cheek. Harry glanced up and saw a figure standing at the bottom of the staircase and gasped. Ron followed Harry's gaze. He, too, gasped.
Disclaimer: I own no one in this story. I wish I did. then I could make cute yaoi pairings ALL day! ^^ *Bad thoughts*
Harry grabbed Ron's hand and darted into the darkness. "What are we doing, Harry?" Ron's voice was a hoarse whisper. "Sh," Harry warned. He put his finger against Ron's lips. They continued along the dark corridor. Harry pulled Ron into an empty classroom. At once, Ron recognized it as the Quidditch equipment room. He and Harry had spent countless hours in this room, helping Harry prepare for the games. "What are we doing here?" Ron pondered aloud. "For this." Harry said, quietly as he pulled Ron in for a short kiss. Ron pushed Harry away. "What are you doing?!" Harry looked hurt. "I'm sorry, Ron." he muttered. Ron shook his head. "No. I'm sorry." Ron leaned towards Harry and brushed a lock of black hair out of his eyes, revealing the lightning shaped scar on his forehead. "You've been so kind to me. these past four years have been the best years of my life." Ron pulled Harry close and hugged him. Harry never wanted to let go.
Draco Malfoy sat in the pitch black corner. He was watching Ron and Harry. A tear dripped down his left cheek. He should be where Ron was. He should be with Harry. He sat in silence, watching the two as they sat together.
Harry glanced at his new watch, a birthday present from Ron: 12:47. He looked up at Ron. "Time to go?" Ron asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. Harry nodded and the two stood up. Harry glanced at the dark corner where Malfoy was carefully hidden. He heard a faint breathing noise. Heading for the corner, Harry heard a shuffling as Ron came up behind him. "What is it, Harry?" Harry shrugged and turned around to face Ron. They headed for the Gryffindor common room, knowing they only had a few hours left to sleep.
Malfoy had breathed deeply as Harry neared his hiding place. Then Ron had appeared and the two left silently. Once again, Malfoy was safe. His heart was broken. But his reputation was safe.
Hermione heard the common room door open. She had been sitting in a chair by the fire, studying for the Transfiguration test the next day. She saw Harry and Ron enter, talking quietly. She put out her lantern and huddled close in the chair. After they had passed and entered the boys' dormitory, she began to think of all the reasons her two friends would've been out late together, roaming the dark corridors. Nothing logical came to mind, so she kept her light out and headed for the girls' dormitory.
Harry woke up at 7 o'clock the next morning. He ran to Ron's bed and pulled back the curtain. Ron's bed was carefully made and Ron was absent from the scene. Harry headed for the common room, hoping to find his love. Opening the door quietly, Harry found himself at a frightening scene. Professor McGonagall was stooped over Ron. On his face was a look of horror. Harry ran over. "P-professor!" Harry stuttered. Professor McGonagall spun around. "Yes, Mr. Potter?" she said, a bit of irritation noticeable in her voice. "I. uh. what's wrong with my lo--RON?" He had almost said "my love". That would've been awkward. Professor McGonagall turned toward Ron once again. "Ma---a student has informed me that Mr. Weasley, here, has been sneaking around, eh? Had a little stroll late last night, did we? You know that wandering around at night is against school policy. your father in the Ministry of Magic, and all. my! This won't be good for him at all, will it? Especially after the 'car incident' back a couple years ago." She was referring to the flight the two had taken in the Weasleys' family car in their second year. Harry, who had been standing in silence through their professor's speech, realized that this might mean the expelling of his best friend. He gasped. Professor McGonagall faced Harry once more. "Are you all right, Harry?" Harry nodded. "It's just that." He choked. "Although you two are in my house, I have no choice but to----" "NO, PROFESSOR!" Harry shouted. Their Gryffindor leader turned her angry glare at Harry. "What is it, Mr. Potter?" she spat. "I can vouch for Ron." She was intrigued. "He was with me the whole night." "Are you saying that you were also out late last night?" "No. we were. uh. upstairs. in our dorm. studying for our Transfiguration exam." She rolled her eyes. "And about Mr. Malfoy? I mean. the student." "You know Malfoy hates us! He always has! He probably just made up that story to get us into trouble!" She nodded. "Although it sounds mighty farfetched, I will not report you. nor punish you. but remember. no nightly walks!" They both nodded. Professor McGonagall continued, "And I expect top marks on your exam today. both of you." She then left, her robe swishing behind her. Ron collapsed in one of the chairs. "That was close!" Harry grinned. "Sure was! I'm glad no one woke up during that! It would've been very funny!" Ron nodded and Harry sat on his lap. Ron grinned and shook his head. "Not now, Harry. what if Hermione wakes up and sees us? That would be embarrassing!" Harry stood up, understanding. "Or one of the other guys." Ron laughed. "Tonight, Harry. tonight."
Hermione had been standing at the top of the staircase to the girls' dormitory. She saw Professor McGonagall leave and Harry sit on Ron's lap. Then Ron had grinned and Harry stood up. She had heard them mention her name. "Tonight, Harry. tonight." Ron had said. What's going on? Hermione wondered.
Ron and Harry decided to skip breakfast. Harry had suggested skipping the gathering in the Great Hall that morning, so they could "talk" about last night. Ron had agreed, because deep down, he wanted to continue where they had left off. They waited until everyone else had exited the common room before showing any affection. Ron insisted that Hermione hadn't left, but Harry assured him that she had exited the common room with Lavender and Parvati. Ron sat on Harry's lap as he gently brushed his lips against Harry's cheek. Harry glanced up and saw a figure standing at the bottom of the staircase and gasped. Ron followed Harry's gaze. He, too, gasped.