-Dun own them! Wish I did though. (evil thoughts.)

-PS: I turned this story into R rating.

Chapter Four

*Draco*

Draco felt like his worst nightmare had come true. There was Pansy Parkinson, with his father. And he was in bed, holding Ron too close to his body. Ron looked terrified as well. Lucius Malfoy walked in, looking very calm, but his eyes could kill hundreds of people.

"Well, Draco, from what I heard, this boy is indeed, as I thought, Ron Weasley. A Griffindor. A pauper. And, by the looks of it, homosexual." Lucius stared at him with cold, very cold eyes.

Ron gulped. They were in a big mess, and there was no way to get out of it.

"Mr. Weasley. I suggest you leave the house. Don't think you won't be punished, I'll just let the Ministry do that."

"Don't lay a hand on my father!" Ron shouted. But before he could attack, Draco signaled him to go. It was much better this way. He couldn't let Ron get all the pain he was going to get. Behind his father Draco could see Pansy smirk and leave.

"I will get you for this Pansy, I swear."

But he didn't get anymore time to think about it, when the first blow fell.

Draco ran outside, his pajama tattered, his face bleeding, his body sore. His father had given him a beating like never before. He had yelled that it was a disgrace to be homosexual.

"Why?" Draco had asked. Wrong question.

He just hit him more and more, until he got distracted by the calling of an house elf. That's when Draco seized the opportunity to push his father away and run out of the house. He could hear his father cursing from left to right, trying to catch him.

Outside, it was cold and the wind was howling like mad. The rain kept pouring, and the thundering noises were still there. He ran as if the devil were behind him (it felt like it too). He then got to an idea, as he saw a carriage station.

"And whereto, lad?"

"This address." Draco said as he gave him a piece of paper, when Ron before had written down the address of his house. "Charge it on the Malfoy account."

The man didn't make too much fuss and called a carriage. Malfoy got in, as the carriage brought him to his destination. Sure enough, he arrived at what looked like a large farm, only without animals. And a huge wooden house. He went to it and knocked on the door. It was a woman who opened. Mrs. Weasley.

"Well I'll be! Aren't you one of the Malfoys? What are you doing here? And look at you!"

"Please, ma'am, may I come in?"

"Off course! We can't have you staying out here!" She said as she led him in. Draco entered a kitchen, where the rest of the family was. Including Ron, who was soaked as well. It seemed he had just arrived.

"Draco!" He called out in surprise!

"What happened to you?" Fred wondered.

"Oh, don't just stand there! Fred, get him a towel and some dry clothes! George, go fix some hot cocoa for everyone! And Arthur, stop pestering Ron! They're both cold and wet, we can ask questions later! Health first!"

*Ron*

Ron's mother started commanding everyone to do something. She really was the leader in the house. Soon, he and Draco were covered in dry towels, with hot chocolate in front of them. Then Mrs. Weasley got everyone out of the kitchen, and sat down next to them.

"Alright boys. It's much easier to tell what happened when those buggers aren't around. Can you explain, Ron, why you have come home, and why you, Draco, look so savaged?"

The boys started to pour words out of their mouths. How they met, and that they became good friends, but with no one knowing. And that Lucius found out and started beating Draco. The things they didn't tell were there feelings for each other and that they held each other that night.

However, Mrs. Weasley was a smart woman. She knew what was going on between the two. And she decided to support it.

"I see boys. Well, I suggest, you both go up to Ron's room and have a good night sleep. Ron, you don't mind sharing a bed with Draco, do you?"

Ron blushed. "No, mom."

Draco blushed as well. They headed upstairs. They went up into Ron's room, which was quite small compared to Draco's.

"Well, hope you like it."

"I think it's fine."

They were getting dressed for bed, when all of the sudden, Draco asked:

"Ron, do you love me?"

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