A/N: I have changed the rating to R for stuff that will happen in future chapters. Chocolates and sparklers to all my reviewers! Thanx! I know my chapters are short but my writing style is to do short chapters really often, instead of saving them up to make longer chapters. It's just how I am! Thanx for reading! OK, on with the story.
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8. Thinking Things Over
-Ron-
Ron was trying to work out if he was actually gay. He didn't want to do anything drastic that would draw attention to himself, like kissing some guy or even asking other people what they thought. Instead, he thought that he could try some other low-key stuff.
So in Transfiguration class, he went and sat next to Neville. Actually, he probably would have sat with Neville anyhow, since Harry was sitting with Hermione. But Ron hitched his chair so it was closer to Neville than he would normally have sat. When they tried to change a tomato into a teapot, he threw his arms wide so that he kept bumping into Neville.
Ron didn't really feel anything special, and Neville asked him to please move his chair over a bit. That wasn't conclusive though, he could just not be attracted to Neville. So in Herbology, while they were weeding Shivering Stinktrees, Ron spent a lot of time looking over at Seamus.
Did he think that Seamus was good-looking? Ron would have to say that he was. But that was just common noticing, not being gay. Instead, Ron thought about what it would be like to do things with Seamus, like hold his hand or kiss him. Ron thought about how it would feel going off behind the rack of potted plants with Seamus and putting his hands behind his neck and kissing him. And then having Seamus put his arms around Ron and stroke his back while they kissed.
That sounded pretty good, actually. Seamus looked up and saw Ron looking at him. Ron looked away. He was breathing kind of hard. But he didn't want to get some sort of crush on Seamus, so he decided not to think about him any more.
As a test, Ron looked at Lavender and imagined doing the same thing with her. It made him feel kind of icky.
So that was it. He must be gay. Now what was he supposed to do about Draco?
-Draco-
Draco was sitting by himself in the library. It was Friday night and he was studying because there was nothing else to do. Even if he was poor now, that wasn't going to keep him from getting a proper education.
In fact, now he needed one even more than before, because now he was going to have to get a job when he was done school. He wondered what kind of job he would like to have. He never had paid much attention to that sort of thing before.
Maybe he could be a teacher at Hogwarts. Though he was pretty sure he'd have to study more after school for that. He could be a tutor, though, like he'd had when he was young.
He could work at the Ministry of Magic. Except that they probably wouldn't let him, because of his father. It wasn't fair! Just because his father had gotten mixed up in something, Draco and his mother had to suffer too.
Draco was mad at his father for getting them into this mess. But he also missed him. Even though his father was stern and sometimes was involved in shady things, he was still Draco's father.
The Slytherin put his head on his chin, forgetting about his Charms homework. If only he could do something to get his father out of jail! Then maybe things would go back to how they were.
But he didn't know how he could do that.
After a few minutes, he shook his head and tried to get back to his essay. But he was getting low on ink and he wasn't sure how he'd buy more. He decided he'd just have to steal some from Crabbe or Goyle when they were out. They were so thick, they'd never notice.
Draco sighed. He was depressed, lonely, and bored. He was actually looking forward to patrolling with Ron tomorrow. At least he'd have someone to talk to. He hoped Ron would give his book back at that time.
It was still early, but the blonde decided to go back to his room and go to bed anyhow. He picked up his books and left the library. He was halfway back to the common room when he turned a corner and ran right smack into Ron.
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8. Thinking Things Over
-Ron-
Ron was trying to work out if he was actually gay. He didn't want to do anything drastic that would draw attention to himself, like kissing some guy or even asking other people what they thought. Instead, he thought that he could try some other low-key stuff.
So in Transfiguration class, he went and sat next to Neville. Actually, he probably would have sat with Neville anyhow, since Harry was sitting with Hermione. But Ron hitched his chair so it was closer to Neville than he would normally have sat. When they tried to change a tomato into a teapot, he threw his arms wide so that he kept bumping into Neville.
Ron didn't really feel anything special, and Neville asked him to please move his chair over a bit. That wasn't conclusive though, he could just not be attracted to Neville. So in Herbology, while they were weeding Shivering Stinktrees, Ron spent a lot of time looking over at Seamus.
Did he think that Seamus was good-looking? Ron would have to say that he was. But that was just common noticing, not being gay. Instead, Ron thought about what it would be like to do things with Seamus, like hold his hand or kiss him. Ron thought about how it would feel going off behind the rack of potted plants with Seamus and putting his hands behind his neck and kissing him. And then having Seamus put his arms around Ron and stroke his back while they kissed.
That sounded pretty good, actually. Seamus looked up and saw Ron looking at him. Ron looked away. He was breathing kind of hard. But he didn't want to get some sort of crush on Seamus, so he decided not to think about him any more.
As a test, Ron looked at Lavender and imagined doing the same thing with her. It made him feel kind of icky.
So that was it. He must be gay. Now what was he supposed to do about Draco?
-Draco-
Draco was sitting by himself in the library. It was Friday night and he was studying because there was nothing else to do. Even if he was poor now, that wasn't going to keep him from getting a proper education.
In fact, now he needed one even more than before, because now he was going to have to get a job when he was done school. He wondered what kind of job he would like to have. He never had paid much attention to that sort of thing before.
Maybe he could be a teacher at Hogwarts. Though he was pretty sure he'd have to study more after school for that. He could be a tutor, though, like he'd had when he was young.
He could work at the Ministry of Magic. Except that they probably wouldn't let him, because of his father. It wasn't fair! Just because his father had gotten mixed up in something, Draco and his mother had to suffer too.
Draco was mad at his father for getting them into this mess. But he also missed him. Even though his father was stern and sometimes was involved in shady things, he was still Draco's father.
The Slytherin put his head on his chin, forgetting about his Charms homework. If only he could do something to get his father out of jail! Then maybe things would go back to how they were.
But he didn't know how he could do that.
After a few minutes, he shook his head and tried to get back to his essay. But he was getting low on ink and he wasn't sure how he'd buy more. He decided he'd just have to steal some from Crabbe or Goyle when they were out. They were so thick, they'd never notice.
Draco sighed. He was depressed, lonely, and bored. He was actually looking forward to patrolling with Ron tomorrow. At least he'd have someone to talk to. He hoped Ron would give his book back at that time.
It was still early, but the blonde decided to go back to his room and go to bed anyhow. He picked up his books and left the library. He was halfway back to the common room when he turned a corner and ran right smack into Ron.