Draco woke up with a seriously painful headache. Damn all that beer he had consumed last night. Suddenly something stirred in the bed next to him. Ut oh.
A mop of red hair and a pair of innocent blue eyes peeked out from under the covers. It was Ron. Draco took a deep breath in, jumping up from the covers. Unfortunately for Draco he was completely in the nude. Shocked by this he went to cover himself. "Weasley! What is the meaning of this!" He shouted. Ron's eyes became round as he eyed Draco's slim, beautiful, muscular body.
Ron gulped. "I I I have a bad headache?"
Draco looked around not knowing what to say to Ron. They had both shown up at the party in Hogsmead with other people, and somehow ended up together going back.
"Well?" Draco looked at Ron.
"Well what!?" Ron replied.
"Are you just going to sit there! Get out of my room!"
Ron looked around, "What are you talking about? See those red banners?"
"Oh shit." Draco replied stooping low and scanning the room for his clothing.
Ron stood up and walked around the room towards where his dresser was. Ron was also in his birthday suit, but seemed to be completely nonchalant to it. He took out a pair of boxers and pulled them up his legs, turning around to face Draco's bare bottom, and Draco spinning around to face him.
"You don't remember anything that happened last night?" Ron asked.
"Where are my clothes?" Draco was looking uncharacteristically vulnerable at the moment.
"All over the place." Ron said, pointing in various directions. Draco scampered around collecting items up in his arms. "Come on now Draco, do you remember anything from last night?"
"Look, all I remember was letting you have a bit of alcoh- shit, what the hell DID we do last night?!" Draco dangled a pair of boxers in the air. They seemed to have a bit of whitish slim across the front. Ron couldn't control himself as he let out a loud laugh at Draco's ill face.
"Yeah, we had beer, a lot of it, then we came back here."
Draco pulled his dress slacks up over his legs, ignoring his slimy boxers that he threw back on the floor. "So?"
"So what?" Ron narrowed his eyebrows.
"So, what are we going to do about this?"
"What do you mean 'do about this?' I thought we had decided that we would be together?"
"Are you out of your mind?! Weasley, do you think I'm crazy!? I couldn't be seen with a poor boy like you, and no one can know I'm gay, my life would be over!!"
Ron stumbled backwards, his face had a pain expression across it. He felt like someone had just pressed a searing knife into his chest. His mouth hung open and his lower jaw trembled slightly. "Fine then Draco," Ron said beefing up all his courage, "that is just fine now please get out of my room."
Draco's mind was racing. Why had he just said that to Ron? In all his years at Hogwarts he had adored this beautiful red haired man, and now that he finally had him he couldn't get anything out that he truly wanted to say. "Wait Ron I I didn't mean it like that"
"No, I'm sure you meant some OTHER poor, unattractive, red haired boy. Yes that is just it."
"Really Ron I didn't mean to say it like that, because you're not unattractive and I mean, yes you're poor but I could live with-"
"I said GET OUT." Ron's face flushed. He wanted to hold Draco in his arms again like he did last night, but this was not like last night. They were not intoxicated anymore, and Draco wasn't that loving, beautiful man that drove him crazy either. He was back to old, rotten, rude, selfish Draco, and he couldn't take that anymore.
"But Ron" Draco tried painstakingly one last time.
"Please Draco just leave." Ron hung his head, turning towards
his things. Draco scooped up his belongings and walked outside of the dormitory
door. He turned and stopped to say something else, but before he could get it
out Ron closed the door in his face. So that was it.