Here's the next chapter! I'll try to keep updating on most days.
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10. Too Far
-Ron-
Ron spent the day mostly alone. Harry and Hermione were out "walking" some more most of the time. Seamus and Dean and Neville were out playing soccer and they asked him to play too, but Ron felt a little nervous around Seamus right now, so he said he had to do some homework.
He actually did do his homework, too, but it took him twice as long because he kept daydreaming about Draco. Tonight he'd get to see Draco again. And they could talk some more while they were patrolling. Maybe Ron could figure out if Draco liked him and in what kind of way.
Ron tried to make some sort of plan of things he could talk to Draco about, but he just kept thinking about his dream of kissing Draco and how that had felt. So he guessed he'd just have to wing it.
At supper, he kept looking over to the Slytherin table to where Draco was sitting and eating alone. Ron thought that maybe Draco smiled at him but Ron looked away so fast he wasn't sure. It made him feel hot all over.
By the time he had to go for patrol, Ron was pretty nervous. And he felt stupid for being nervous. He hoped he wouldn't *do* anything stupid.
They were both right on time. "Hi, Draco," Ron said.
"Hi Ron," Draco said. And Draco even smiled at Ron. Ron lit up with a big smile of his own at that.
Then they started the patrol. There were lots of younger students in the hallways, but most of the sixth and seventh years were out in Hogsmeade on dates. For a while, they were quite busy with catching rule-breakers.
Ron tried to think of something to say to Draco. All he could think of was, "What's your Quidditch team?"
"Didn't you see my badge the other day when you were staring at my ripped robes?" Draco asked, with a grin.
Ron tried hard to remember, but he couldn't. "No, I was too shocked by the situation," he replied with a grin of his own.
"The Wimbourne Wasps," Draco said. "What's yours?"
"The Chudley Cannons, of course! And this year is the year they're going to win the championship!"
"The Cannons are old women!" Draco said.
Ron socked Draco in the arm, but only hard enough to joke. "The Wasps are babies!"
Draco socked Ron back. "Take that back!"
"Never!" said Ron and shoved Draco. Ron was really happy right now. He and Draco were getting along really well. He could hardly believe they were joking with each other.
"I could hex you, you know." Draco shoved Ron.
"I could beat you up, you know." Ron grabbed Draco by the front of his robes.
"Hey, watch it! Remember what happened last time!" Draco looked angry now and Ron got worried. He let go. "Gotcha!" said Draco and tripped Ron and laughed.
Ron grabbed Draco by the ankle and pulled him over. They started wrestling right there in the hallway. They were both laughing at the same time.
All the wrestling was making Ron feel all excited and shivery inside. He was close to Draco and their bodies were being thrown together a lot as they wrestled. Then Ron pinned Draco to the floor. He had his hands on Draco's shoulders and his knees were on either side of Draco's chest. "I win!" Ron said.
"Never," Draco said. "Now let me go!" He struggled but Ron held him tightly. Ron stared down at Draco. Draco's hair was all messed up and his face was flushed from the wrestling. Ron was almost hypnotized by the sight. Like he was being pulled by an invisible force, he leaned in close to Draco until their noses were touching. Ron's heart was pounding so loudly he thought that it was echoing in the hallway.
Then Ron pressed his lips against Draco's. Draco's lips were soft and warm. Ron couldn't believe what he was doing! How stupid could he be? He jerked away suddenly. He was sure he was red as a beet. He jumped up. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said. He couldn't look at Draco. He felt so embarrassed. He couldn't stay, so he ran off.
"Ron," Draco said, but Ron didn't stop. He ran all the way back to the common room.
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10. Too Far
-Ron-
Ron spent the day mostly alone. Harry and Hermione were out "walking" some more most of the time. Seamus and Dean and Neville were out playing soccer and they asked him to play too, but Ron felt a little nervous around Seamus right now, so he said he had to do some homework.
He actually did do his homework, too, but it took him twice as long because he kept daydreaming about Draco. Tonight he'd get to see Draco again. And they could talk some more while they were patrolling. Maybe Ron could figure out if Draco liked him and in what kind of way.
Ron tried to make some sort of plan of things he could talk to Draco about, but he just kept thinking about his dream of kissing Draco and how that had felt. So he guessed he'd just have to wing it.
At supper, he kept looking over to the Slytherin table to where Draco was sitting and eating alone. Ron thought that maybe Draco smiled at him but Ron looked away so fast he wasn't sure. It made him feel hot all over.
By the time he had to go for patrol, Ron was pretty nervous. And he felt stupid for being nervous. He hoped he wouldn't *do* anything stupid.
They were both right on time. "Hi, Draco," Ron said.
"Hi Ron," Draco said. And Draco even smiled at Ron. Ron lit up with a big smile of his own at that.
Then they started the patrol. There were lots of younger students in the hallways, but most of the sixth and seventh years were out in Hogsmeade on dates. For a while, they were quite busy with catching rule-breakers.
Ron tried to think of something to say to Draco. All he could think of was, "What's your Quidditch team?"
"Didn't you see my badge the other day when you were staring at my ripped robes?" Draco asked, with a grin.
Ron tried hard to remember, but he couldn't. "No, I was too shocked by the situation," he replied with a grin of his own.
"The Wimbourne Wasps," Draco said. "What's yours?"
"The Chudley Cannons, of course! And this year is the year they're going to win the championship!"
"The Cannons are old women!" Draco said.
Ron socked Draco in the arm, but only hard enough to joke. "The Wasps are babies!"
Draco socked Ron back. "Take that back!"
"Never!" said Ron and shoved Draco. Ron was really happy right now. He and Draco were getting along really well. He could hardly believe they were joking with each other.
"I could hex you, you know." Draco shoved Ron.
"I could beat you up, you know." Ron grabbed Draco by the front of his robes.
"Hey, watch it! Remember what happened last time!" Draco looked angry now and Ron got worried. He let go. "Gotcha!" said Draco and tripped Ron and laughed.
Ron grabbed Draco by the ankle and pulled him over. They started wrestling right there in the hallway. They were both laughing at the same time.
All the wrestling was making Ron feel all excited and shivery inside. He was close to Draco and their bodies were being thrown together a lot as they wrestled. Then Ron pinned Draco to the floor. He had his hands on Draco's shoulders and his knees were on either side of Draco's chest. "I win!" Ron said.
"Never," Draco said. "Now let me go!" He struggled but Ron held him tightly. Ron stared down at Draco. Draco's hair was all messed up and his face was flushed from the wrestling. Ron was almost hypnotized by the sight. Like he was being pulled by an invisible force, he leaned in close to Draco until their noses were touching. Ron's heart was pounding so loudly he thought that it was echoing in the hallway.
Then Ron pressed his lips against Draco's. Draco's lips were soft and warm. Ron couldn't believe what he was doing! How stupid could he be? He jerked away suddenly. He was sure he was red as a beet. He jumped up. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said. He couldn't look at Draco. He felt so embarrassed. He couldn't stay, so he ran off.
"Ron," Draco said, but Ron didn't stop. He ran all the way back to the common room.