I told ya I'd have the next chapter done quick, didn't I? If anyone is interested in being a beta, it'd be greatly appreciated. Just send me an e-mail at sophumdraco@yahoo.com and I'll get back to ya ASAP. I was using one of my friends as a beta, but I think I'm starting to annoy her by making her read every little thing I write before I post it on here. Anyway, on to the next chapter.

Disclaimer: Refer to chapter 1 if you really want to read one of these. I'm really too lazy to even copy and paste it at each chapter.

-Ron-

"Why did he have to be there?" Ron thought angrily. "All I wanted was a bit of time to think without people asking if I'm okay. But no, bloody Malfoy had to show up, didn't he?" His feet once again carried him away without thinking and before he had even moved on from how much of a bloody git Malfoy was to how stupid he looked with that pointy ferret nose he was in front of the entrance to Gryffindor Tower. "I have to quit doing this," he mutttered.

He told the portrait the password and, ignoring the concerned looks she was giving him, stepped through. The common room had emptied out at his absence except for Harry, who was obviously waiting to talk to Ron in private. Ron sighed and walked over to his favorite arm chair in front of the fire and sank into it. Harry gave him a calculating look and said, "So..."

Ron looked up, waiting for the words of comfort his friend was sure to say. He was disappointed, however, when Harry simply stood up and said, "I'm off to bed," and disappeared up the stairs to the boys dormitory. Ron sent an incredulous look at his back and sunk even further into the chair. The combined warmth from the fire and comfort of the chair sent him drifting off to sleep right there in the common room.

-Draco-

He walked slowly back to the dungeons, his thoughts wandering wildly. How could he have possibly been captivated by a Weasley?! "It was just stress, it was all stress," he told himself. Somehow, he didn't really believe it.

-Ron-

"Ron...Ron! Wake up mate, you fell asleep in the common room!" He opened his eyes slightly and saw Seamus Finnegan with a hand on his shoulder. He smacked it away grumpily then yawned and stretched. It was a common fact that Seamus had a bit of a crush on him, so he avoided any physical contact with the boy he could.

He ran up to his room and changed into fresh robes and ran a comb through his hair then went back down to meet up with Harry for breakfast. He looked around and didn't see him down there and, figuring he'd just decided to let Ron sleep instead of waking him up to go down to breakfast, he left on his own.

He took his time going to the Great Hall, not really wanting to meet the eyes of his peers. They'd all know about the break-up by now, and he just didn't want to deal with it. Eventually he was in front of the doors to the Great Hall and, taking a deep breath, walked in. The sight he met in there was enough to make him turn an awful pale shade and run right back out.

-Draco-

Draco had woken up late and was being particularly grumpy. He happened to be grumpy every morning because he hated getting up, but this morning was worse. He had been awake half the night after dreaming about his father chasing him with a smoky skull following him until his father turned into Ron who looked pretty good in the light of the moon. It had disturbed him enough to avoid going back to sleep, so now he was angry that he had to get up and that he had bags under his eyes. Malfoys just did not get bags under their eyes!

"Look over there! Potter and Granger are snogging!" Pansy said, prodding him in the side sharply. He turned to yell at her, but then saw exactly what she was talking about. Potter and Granger were basically all over each other right there in front of the rest of the school. "Poor Weasley," he thought. He didn't even have time to reprimand himself for feeling sorry for Ron before the doors to the Great Hall opened. Everyone in the entire place took in a sharp breath and turned to look as Ron himself entered the hall and saw his best friend snogging his ex girlfriend.

Needless to say, Ron turned pale, making his freckles stand out even more, and ran out of the hall. "Poor sod," Draco muttered and turned back to his food. He suddenly didn't feel like eating anymore. He pushed his plate away and sat there sulkily looking around the hall. Potter and Granger hadn't had the decency to take a break to breath when their "friend" walked in and saw their little display. As suddenly as his appetite had disappeared, anger filled him. Then it quickly turned to confusion as he wondered why he cared so much that Weasley had just had his heart ripped out and fed to a flobberworm. "Damn it," he muttered and left the hall to get his things for his first class.

"What's wrong with him?" Pansy said. Crabbe and Goyle both shrugged and went back to eating the huge pile of food on their plates.

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