I'm sorry this took so long! I got busy and didn't have time to write.
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12. Breakfast
-Draco-
When Draco went to sleep, he was feeling quite frustrated over the situation. He wanted to be with Ron, but he also wanted to make sure that his secret did not get out. That was his number one priority.
But when Draco woke up, he realised that all he had to do was make sure that he kept the relationship, if they got to have one, a secret too. Two secrets would be harder to keep than one, but Draco felt that since he would be a lot happier, it was worth the extra trouble.
But first he had to see if Ron wanted to be with him or if the kiss had just been a fluke. He thought he'd try to catch Ron after breakfast and talk to him, if he figured he could do it without having everybody look. He'd leave the hall early so he could grab Ron on the way out.
Draco figured it was a pretty good plan. But unfortunately, it had a flaw. Ron never came to breakfast. Draco sat so he could look over at the Gryffindor table and he could see Harry and Hermione eating and smirking disgustingly at each other. But no Ron.
What if Ron was sick? Draco wasn't sure he could find out without drawing attention. But then he thought of a way.
He sat at the very end of the table and waited until Harry and Hermione were going by. Then he cast a Tripping Hex on Harry. Harry fell right down at Draco's feet.
Draco laughed in his most horrible voice. "Watch out, Scarface," he said. "Where's the Weasel today? Did he get sick of watching you two and have to go to the hospital wing?"
Harry jumped up angrily but Hermione grabbed him by the arm. "You just wish, Malfoy. The day they put Ron in the hospital, I'll come looking for you."
Draco was relieved that Ron wasn't sick, at least not enough to go in hospital. But where could he be? Draco hardly noticed Harry still yelling at him as Hermione dragged him away.
It was Sunday, so Draco wouldn't even see Ron for sure until Potions class on Monday. He decided to go back to the library and work on his homework some more. Then at lunch he'd try again. Ron had to eat *sometime*.
-Ron-
Ron wasn't at breakfast because he was still in bed. He was tired out from not sleeping very well. Also, he was very tense. He kept thinking over and over about how stupid he was.
Why did he have to kiss Draco like that? He didn't even mean to, really, it just happened! He almost smiled as he remembered the kiss, but he also remembered the shame that he felt.
Draco was going to kill Ron now. Or tell everybody about it. So now Ron not only had wrecked his chances of being friends with Draco, his secret of being gay was now about to be spread all through the school.
But being gay shouldn't be something that he was embarrassed about. So maybe it wouldn't be so bad if everyone knew. Only Ron wasn't really ready for that.
After imagining how Draco would laugh at Ron and tell people about this, Ron started to feel angry at the Slytherin. He'd thought Draco was different now but probably he was just the same. What could Ron do?
If he just stayed in bed, he'd be sunk for sure. So he got up. But he needed a plan. Then he remembered something -- he was the only one who knew Draco's big secret! Now he had a way to force Draco to be quiet. Or to get even with him if he had already told.
Ron got dressed and went out of the common room. When he met his various friends, they were all just normal to him, so he thought that Draco hadn't told yet. When he passed a bunch of Slytherins and they didn't say anything either, Ron knew he was safe for now.
But he had to find Draco. Ron wasn't sure where to look. But by chance, he picked the exact place Draco was -- the library.
Ron walked in and saw Draco at a table with a stack of books. Jeez, Ron thought, he's as bad as Hermione! He went right over to the table. He banged his fist down and a stack of books fell over.
Ron scowled at the blonde. "Listen up, Malfoy," he said.
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12. Breakfast
-Draco-
When Draco went to sleep, he was feeling quite frustrated over the situation. He wanted to be with Ron, but he also wanted to make sure that his secret did not get out. That was his number one priority.
But when Draco woke up, he realised that all he had to do was make sure that he kept the relationship, if they got to have one, a secret too. Two secrets would be harder to keep than one, but Draco felt that since he would be a lot happier, it was worth the extra trouble.
But first he had to see if Ron wanted to be with him or if the kiss had just been a fluke. He thought he'd try to catch Ron after breakfast and talk to him, if he figured he could do it without having everybody look. He'd leave the hall early so he could grab Ron on the way out.
Draco figured it was a pretty good plan. But unfortunately, it had a flaw. Ron never came to breakfast. Draco sat so he could look over at the Gryffindor table and he could see Harry and Hermione eating and smirking disgustingly at each other. But no Ron.
What if Ron was sick? Draco wasn't sure he could find out without drawing attention. But then he thought of a way.
He sat at the very end of the table and waited until Harry and Hermione were going by. Then he cast a Tripping Hex on Harry. Harry fell right down at Draco's feet.
Draco laughed in his most horrible voice. "Watch out, Scarface," he said. "Where's the Weasel today? Did he get sick of watching you two and have to go to the hospital wing?"
Harry jumped up angrily but Hermione grabbed him by the arm. "You just wish, Malfoy. The day they put Ron in the hospital, I'll come looking for you."
Draco was relieved that Ron wasn't sick, at least not enough to go in hospital. But where could he be? Draco hardly noticed Harry still yelling at him as Hermione dragged him away.
It was Sunday, so Draco wouldn't even see Ron for sure until Potions class on Monday. He decided to go back to the library and work on his homework some more. Then at lunch he'd try again. Ron had to eat *sometime*.
-Ron-
Ron wasn't at breakfast because he was still in bed. He was tired out from not sleeping very well. Also, he was very tense. He kept thinking over and over about how stupid he was.
Why did he have to kiss Draco like that? He didn't even mean to, really, it just happened! He almost smiled as he remembered the kiss, but he also remembered the shame that he felt.
Draco was going to kill Ron now. Or tell everybody about it. So now Ron not only had wrecked his chances of being friends with Draco, his secret of being gay was now about to be spread all through the school.
But being gay shouldn't be something that he was embarrassed about. So maybe it wouldn't be so bad if everyone knew. Only Ron wasn't really ready for that.
After imagining how Draco would laugh at Ron and tell people about this, Ron started to feel angry at the Slytherin. He'd thought Draco was different now but probably he was just the same. What could Ron do?
If he just stayed in bed, he'd be sunk for sure. So he got up. But he needed a plan. Then he remembered something -- he was the only one who knew Draco's big secret! Now he had a way to force Draco to be quiet. Or to get even with him if he had already told.
Ron got dressed and went out of the common room. When he met his various friends, they were all just normal to him, so he thought that Draco hadn't told yet. When he passed a bunch of Slytherins and they didn't say anything either, Ron knew he was safe for now.
But he had to find Draco. Ron wasn't sure where to look. But by chance, he picked the exact place Draco was -- the library.
Ron walked in and saw Draco at a table with a stack of books. Jeez, Ron thought, he's as bad as Hermione! He went right over to the table. He banged his fist down and a stack of books fell over.
Ron scowled at the blonde. "Listen up, Malfoy," he said.