Never let me down

by: nightpearl

Author's note: Hi everybody! Finally its here! This the second chapter of "True love potion and dangerous thoughts".  Big thanks to Gabby (=Gabrielle Moonbeam), my BetaReader!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, but the plot is mine. Sorry if I have accidentally copied of someone!

This is SLASH! You have been warned, so don't come to tell me how sick I am. Please.

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Harry was flying high above the ground.

He hadn't never felt anything like this.

He didn't hear or smell anything. He just felt the love surrounding him and swinging him in a sweet cradle. There was a tender wind, whispering pleasing words to his ear.

It was like… wow.

He saw only one thing.

A boy. Standing in front of him.

Harry was studying the boy. His eyes followed his lips' curves, and his thoughts drifted to forbidden side…

A kiss. How it would feel to press a sensitive kiss to those lips… and then, maybe a bit braver, passionate one…

He lifted his gaze to the boy's hair. It was flaming red and tangled. Harry nearly felt his hand touching that fiery crown of hair and felt a wave of pleasure travelling through his body.

The boy's nose was long and freckled.

Oh gosh, how much I love him! Every little feature in him was more important to Harry than anything else.

The boy's name was Ron. Ron Weasley.

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Ron stared at the two people in the room. He really didn't understand what was going on. Hermione looked thunderstruck and screamed. Harry gazed strangely and absently at him.

Ron looked Harry deep into his eyes and saw something new. What was it? One senseless moment Ron thought it was love…but why would Harry love him?

What had happened to Draco?

Because Draco was Harry's boyfriend, wasn't he?

Ron was a bit too confused.

No one said anything. The silence, which fell in the room after Hermione's scream was absolute.

Suddenly Hermione started to sob desperately. "My plan! My perfect plan!" She kneeled beside the broken bits of glass.

It was the first time Ron saw the fragments.

Could someone explain what was this all about?

Hermione picked the fragments separately and tried to find even one drop of the love potion.

But it was useless work. Harry had drunk everything. Slowly she looked at the boys.

They were having searching looks for each other, but Hermione didn't notice it.

She was furious and didn't even try to control herself. First she looked at Ron.

"You basilisk! You ruined my well-made plan! I hate you!" she shouted and started to cry.

"All that work and what did I get? Nothing!"

Ron was astonished.

"I don't know what are you talking about!"

"You came to the room, you idiot!"

"Say, am I wrong when I say that this is boys' dormitory? I could ask what are you doing here!"

Hermione strode away from the room, crying loudly.

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Ron looked at Harry. He seemed to be somewhere else, and looked happy. Ron would have liked to be there, rather than here at least.

Harry's lips were moving, but nothing was heard.

He's so perfect. I love him so much. But will he return my feelings?

Both of them were having a daydream about kissing each other. How sad they didn't know that.

Ron took some watchful steps towards Harry.

The atmosphere was so tense that if someone would have been watching that, he could have sense the love in the air.

Ron took one more step and was now very close to Harry.

Suddenly Harry seemed to wake.

Ron shrank back and looked at Harry. The disappointment was a bitter pill to swallow.

Harry looked at Ron and flushed. "I…I…I'm so sorry."

"About what?"

About my thoughts. My very dangerous, forbidden and secret thoughts.

I know that if you'd know them you'd never talk to me again.

Aloud he said only: "About what happened."

Ron was frustrated.

But nothing happened! We nearly kissed, but only nearly. Got it? Nothing happened!

"Nothing happened" he said feebly.

So sorry about that, Harry thought. Please kiss me Ron!

They stood still for a moment which lasted forever, or at least it felt like that.

Finally Ron cut the silence saying: "We'll be late from Transfiguration."

"But we don't have any lessons left today."

The silence fell over them again.

Then there was a knock on the door and Colin Creevey's head peeped in to the room.

"Hullo Harry and Ron! Come and see, Neville is trying to eat one hundred ice mice. He has eaten just 34 mice. You'll see the last 66 if you come right away!

His head disappeared.

Harry looked at Ron who looked back. They smiled at each other self-consciously.

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Next morning during the breakfast Draco Malfoy looked again at the Gryffindor table.

He saw Ginny and smiled inside his heart. His girlfriend. His loving girlfriend who would never let him down.

But the real object of his interest was Ron. Ginny had told him that Ron had problems with love.

It was sure that something had happened. Harry and Ron looked both embarrassed and Hermione hadn't even come to the Great Hall.

What if Ron was gay and in love with Harry? Now Harry had heard about his feelings and didn't talk to him. How sorrowful, Draco thought ironically.

He really loved Ginny, and so he didn't want anything bad to happen to Ron. But Harry… it would be nice to see him suffering!

Draco rose and walked to the door. A lonely shape ran to him from the Gryffindor table.

Colin Creevey. How strenuous little brat. What the hell Colin had to say to him?

Colin hold a piece of paper in his hand. "Please take this. It's not from me, but the person who gave it wants to be anonymous."

Draco considered this for a moment, but then remembered Ginny. It could be from her! But why that stupid anonymous-thing?

He took the paper quickly, because it was too embarrassing to even stand there with that little scourge.

The message in the paper was short:

"Go to the poplar tree in the slope tonight. You'll see that your little girlfriend is not as innocent as you think…"

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Harry lay on his bed. Should he go and meet Ginny?

But he was in love with Ron.

Having sex with his sister sounded unfair.

But it would be unfair to Ginny if he wouldn't come.

So he got up and once again took the Cloak and the Marauder's Map. Soon he stepped out and strode to the tree.

Ginny was already waiting for him.

"Ginny, I know this sounds crazy, but I really can't meet you again." Harry said and kissed her forehead.

"What's wrong with you? You sound so different!" she whispered.

"I have found my love."

Ginny couldn't say anything. She understood that these expeditions to human body were now over. Finally she sighed and smiled.

"So, congratulations!"

"I'm sorry. But please, be still my friend!"

"Forever. I promise."

Ginny kissed him.

Harry felt guilty.

He had enjoyed the kiss.

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Draco was sitting under the bushes. He felt really irritated, because it was cold and damp under the bush.

No one would come.

I'm an idiot. Someone really cheated me.

Suddenly Ginny came. She looked expectant and watchful.

Darco refreshed himself and was amazed. Ginny, his loyal girlfriend!

Soon Harry came and anger inside Draco grew.

When Harry kissed Ginny all of the anger inside Draco disappeared and left him empty and sad.

I trusted in Ginny!

I loved her.

Harry.

My enemy. Now also my rival.

Thanks Harry.

You won.

Suddenly Draco steeled himself. Harry had just said he couldn't meet her again.

Why, you idiot?

You stole my girl, and now you're leaving her. You bastard!

He didn't want to hear more.

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Hermione sat alone in the Astronomy tower.

It was a chilly night and stars shone brightly.

What have I done?

Now Harry, my love, is in love with Ron.

I mean, now Harry is gay!

No, he can't be.

But he is.

Gay.

I bet that Ron doesn't know that Harry loves him.

What have I done?

She climbed to the brink and looked down.

Gosh, this building is high!

This will be difficult, but I have no reason to live.

Suddenly that naughty little voice came again to her mind: "Wouldn't it be fair to tell Ron about Harry?"

It would be fair.

Besides I can't do this.

I really can't jump.

She got down.

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"Ron, can I talk to you?" Hermione asked in the Gryffindor common room next evening.

Ron shot a glance at Hermione and nodded.

"I…uh…I made a potion."

"Yes?"

"A love potion. Harry drank it."

Ron raised his head.

"What about that?"

"Uh…actually…he's in love with you now." Hermione said quickly.

Ron gasped, but tried to look normal. Hermione saw through the mask.

No way.

Ron is in love with Harry.

Why? Why this has to happen to me?

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Ron didn't know what to think. His secret love…

It can't be true!

He couldn't believe it.

So that's why they were so weird that day. Harry had just drank the potion.

But do I want his love if its not real?

A difficult question.

But an easy answer.

I do.

He rose and went to boys' dormitory. He knew that Harry would be there.

And so he was. Alone.

"Hiya, Harry." said Ron softly. Now when he knew that Harry had feelings for him, he was brave.

Harry went scarlet, "H-hi, Ron." he stammered.

"A familiar feeling." Ron whispered. But what were you thinking about?

Harry didn't say anything.

Ron walked to him slowly.

He didn't say anything.

But they didn't have to talk.

In trance Ron bowed his head to Harry and kissed him.

It was a long and sensitive kiss.

Love. I found you.

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Author's note: I know this is stupid and mushy…Sorry J

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Nightpearl