-Hi all! Thanks for the reviews! Some people are wondering about the way I write. Well, the reason for this is because I wanted to mainly write about their emotions, not about their actions (what I usually do). But, I understand the confusion, so I have decided to add some dialogue. Enjoy!

*Ron*

"So."

"So."

They stood silent. Ron knew he was very clearly blushing. But for once, he didn't care. He realized he was quite lucky, he got lots of love from his family, and they worry about him when he's gone for too long.

"I'm sorry."

Draco looked up at him. He probably didn't expect that coming.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Sure."

And so they talked. They talked about what they had, what they didn't have, what they wished to accomplish, and change things the way they are now. Ron took out a chocolate frog.

"Do you always carry those things?"

"Well, they are my favorite food. Want some?"

Ron held one up to Draco. Draco hesitated, knowing what would happen if he took it. But Ron was there. He took it anyway.

"You should eat more junk food."

They laughed. They still sat on the bench next to the Quidditch pitch for 2 hours, until they had to return to their common rooms. When Ron came back, Harry and Hermoine were the first to ask him where he was.

"Oh, just out."

Days passed. Ron and Draco met almost every day, out on the pitch, just to talk to each other. Especially in the weekend, they had lots of time then. Ron didn't sweat so much anymore. His brothers had noticed it. He felt he had cooled down, meeting with Draco every day. On one certain day, Ron was rather nervous. He kept playing with his hair, or fiddling his fingers. He talked to himself as well.

"Right Ron, you know you want to ask him, you've been wanting this for a long time. He has asked you to his home for the Christmas vacation, and you've convinced Hermoine and Harry you were going somewhere else, so this is the perfect time! Oh bloody hell, what will he think?"

He packed his bags and headed outside. Harry and Hermoine were already there.

"Have a good journey Ron!"

"Thanks guys. Have a good holiday!"

He stepped in the carriage. It moved. His friends left. But, then the carriage stopped again. And Draco Malfoy climbed.

"Well, hello."

"Hi."

They were unusually quiet. Every time Draco mentioned something, all Ron would do was nod. Then Draco got fed up.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ron then moved his hand over Draco's. His eyes were burning to hear the answer of that one question he had had in his mind the whole day.

"Best friends?"

*Draco*

Draco had been thinking. Yes, it was something he could do. He had made sure that none of his fellow Slytherins had seen him with Ron. It was something that had to stay hidden. In the night, he thought about his day. All he could think of then was Ron. Ron's feelings, thoughts, look, etc.

"How I would love to be in your place Ron. In fact, I just love to be with you. You make me feel warm. Oh god Ron, I think I love you."

Draco had thought about that word. Love. Could he love a man? He always was thought that love was boy + girl. But lately, he's seen girl and girl. Or boy and boy. Was he gay? He didn't know. He packed his bag that day, to go over to his house. Pansy Parkinson (the prat) was also invited to the house, because of the family, and she had gone earlier. Thank Merlin. He stepped in the carriage, and they rode off.

"Now remember Ron, when we get there, you say you are a Slytherin and you have to make an assignment with me. Got that?"

"Hmm."

Draco wondered. What was going on? He got annoyed and asked him what was going on. At that point, Ron moved his hand over his. His heart stopped beating. What was he doing? Is he, or will he? Won't he? Does he love him too?

"Best friends?"

One part of him fell and cried out of disappointment. But, the other said this was a good thing. Ron is extremely loyal towards his friend. And being his best friend would mean top ranks in his books.

"Yes. Forever."

Ron smiled. Draco loved his smile, more than his angry stare. He had heard many say that Ron's ugly, but he thought he was just right. No overdoing it in gel, or thin clothing that itch, no just right.

They arrived at the Malfoy Mansion. House elves were everywhere, asking if they needed anything. He saw that Ron was clearly impressed by the size. He saw his father, who, disapproved of Ron.

"Isn't he that boy I saw at Flourish and Botts?"

Draco paled and tried to pretend Ron was someone else. "Eh, no father! This is David. Right David? He's a Slytherin too."

Ron/David nodded. His father gave him a strange stare, and then left. Draco sighed out of relief. He was so glad Pansy wasn't here (her carriage got caught in a mud storm! Long live nature!), or they would've been busted.

"Ron?"

"Yes?"

"Here is your place to sleep." Draco pointed towards a large room.

"Not bad, Malfoy."

That night, Draco kept rolling in his bed. It was very bad weather outside, he could hear it. Usually, he didn't care, but he couldn't sleep. He wanted to see Ron. He kept turning, know he shouldn't disturb him, but he couldn't help it. It was then he heard a voice.

"Busy, Draco?"

He turned. It was Ron.

"What are you doing here?"

"Can't sleep. Too much noise." He blushed. "Er, do you mind if-"

"Yeah sure!" Draco said, maybe a bit too eagerly. Ron climbed in.

*Ron*

Ron had thought he would have liked being alone, in a large, rich bed. But no. He felt lonely. And those noises weren't helping either. He grew tired of not being able to sleep and got up.

"I hope Draco doesn't mind me going to him."

He walked through the long hall, trying to find Draco's door. He opened one, but turned out to be a closet.

"Bloody hell."

As he tried to figure things out, he didn't realize there was another person, watching him like an eagle watching over his prey. This person grinned and headed off.

Ron in the meantime, found Draco's room. He saw Draco, trying to get himself comfortable in his own big bed. He went to him, and greeted him. And then joined him in his sleep. First they lay each on one side. But he felt a hand crawling on his. Draco somehow wanted him to hold him.

"Feeling lonely?" Ron grinned as Draco blushed a little. He didn't know he could do that.

"Oh, shut up."

Draco pulled Ron closer and held him. Ron was a bit surprised, but liked the feeling and held Draco too. Ron felt himself falling into sleep, being held by his best friend. That's when something terrible happened.

The door opened, a few figures stood in the hallway light, and an annoying female voice saying:

"See, I told you they were sleeping together, Mr. Malfoy."

-Like the cliffhanger? Don't worry, chapter 4 being prepared! In the meantime, just review and say if you liked it (or not). C ya! NJ