He just didn't get it. He'd been sure that Harry must have some sort
of charm or talisman among his belongings that would account for his recent
behaviour, but though he'd been looking through Harry's stuff for the
better part of half an hour he hadn't found a thing that was out of place.
He sighed. There was no choice then, he'd have to confront Harry, and
soon. If he waited much longer he might wake up one morning to find them
picking out wall paper patterns or something. He put everything back in
the trunk and turned to leave the room, only to find Harry looking at him
an angry glint in his emerald eyes.
"Harry I..."
"Just what do you think you're doing Ron? Did I forget giving you permission to rummage through my belongings perhaps? Or did someone switch trunks on us?"
"Harry, please let me explain."
"Fine. I'd like to hear you explain away your invasion of my privacy, but it had better be good."
Ron could feel himself blushing. He hated getting caught, and the fact that it was Harry who had caught him only made it worse. "Well, the thing is you see..." The look of anger on Harry's face gradually melted away to be replaced by one of amusement.
"So you think that Draco has me under a spell huh. That's rich Ron, it really is. Now please just listen to me for a minute. There is no spell on me Ron. I love Draco plain and simple. I do appreciate you were only trying to look out for me, and I hope we can still be friends but I'm not prepared to give him up."
"I suppose you're going to tell me he feels the same way."
"That's right Weasley I do."
They turned to see Draco Malfoy standing in the doorway a smirk on his face. "So you actually thought I had him under a spell huh. I guess that proves that you're an idiot, a loyal idiot that is. We may never like each other Weasley but I'm willing to declare a truce if you are." He held out his hand to Ron.
Ron couldn't believe it. Draco Malfoy the bane of their existance since their first year was actually holding out the olive branch. He didn't entirely trust the ferret, but from the look on Harry's face it would make him happy and so he took Malfoy by the hand.
"Truce?"
"Truce." And so an uneasy peace was declaired between them. Heaven only knew what Hermione would think of the new arrangement.
"Harry I..."
"Just what do you think you're doing Ron? Did I forget giving you permission to rummage through my belongings perhaps? Or did someone switch trunks on us?"
"Harry, please let me explain."
"Fine. I'd like to hear you explain away your invasion of my privacy, but it had better be good."
Ron could feel himself blushing. He hated getting caught, and the fact that it was Harry who had caught him only made it worse. "Well, the thing is you see..." The look of anger on Harry's face gradually melted away to be replaced by one of amusement.
"So you think that Draco has me under a spell huh. That's rich Ron, it really is. Now please just listen to me for a minute. There is no spell on me Ron. I love Draco plain and simple. I do appreciate you were only trying to look out for me, and I hope we can still be friends but I'm not prepared to give him up."
"I suppose you're going to tell me he feels the same way."
"That's right Weasley I do."
They turned to see Draco Malfoy standing in the doorway a smirk on his face. "So you actually thought I had him under a spell huh. I guess that proves that you're an idiot, a loyal idiot that is. We may never like each other Weasley but I'm willing to declare a truce if you are." He held out his hand to Ron.
Ron couldn't believe it. Draco Malfoy the bane of their existance since their first year was actually holding out the olive branch. He didn't entirely trust the ferret, but from the look on Harry's face it would make him happy and so he took Malfoy by the hand.
"Truce?"
"Truce." And so an uneasy peace was declaired between them. Heaven only knew what Hermione would think of the new arrangement.
