AN| Crazi: Well, here is chapter two! Skippy spiffy of me to get it done… I'm proud…

Draco: And there are like three more chapters waiting to be posted… She's been a 'bit' busy.

Jou: Harry Potter is owned by some suits and a very talented writer… All she owns is the first four books, her thoughts on how it should be-

Otogi: Should include yaoi.

Jou: **glares at him** and several pics of Tom Felton…

Kyo: Who I must admit makes Draco look REALLY HOT. I mean HOT! Have you seen him recently? Pietro didn't recognize him at first till Crazi said something… And that was after Seket sent her the link for the preview…

Pietro: ANYWAY! Review please!  And –

All: On with the fic! **Pietro turns on projector thingy**

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~ Don't Tell Draco ~

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I watch, as Harry doesn't look at me… Dean and Seamus are trying to find out what's bothering me, I just snapped at my friend saying something that made him CRY and I'm still sitting here like an emotionless bastard… At least I think that's what I caught of it before I muttered something about just please leave me alone which made them sigh, Seamus leaning on Dean's shoulder.

I wasn't paying attention through most of the celebration. I left as soon as I could and walked into my dorm room, changing quickly into my pajamas and climbing into bed. This year we have less roommates per room. I'm sharing with just one other and as bad as that sounds, I'm praying it's Neville so that I don't have to see Harry all the time.

No such luck, go figure.

A few hours later, Harry creeps in the room and changes as well. I hear him moving… I know it is Harry because Harry ALWAYS smells of vanilla now… I don't know why, but he has the aroma of vanilla following him. Suddenly vanilla grows stronger, mixed with a flower… I can't recognize it.

"Ron?"

He's talking to me, after that he's still talking to me?
"Ron, I've known you for almost five years, you're still awake and I want to talk to you," his voice is a little strained as he sits on the bed next to me. "I need to talk to you Ron… Please?"

"I'm sorry, Harry…"

"About?"

"Upsetting you…"

"Ron, look at me, please? I know you mean it but please look at me…"

Nope, I'm still getting an eyeful of my dark pillow and the sheets and blankets.

"Do you………… Ron do you hate me for dating Draco?" he asks his warm fingers hovering over my hand that peeks from the covers.

"I could never hate you Harry…."

"Then, please Ron, if you don't hate me, what's wrong?" he asks, voice sweet, warm hand placed over mine.

"You wouldn't understand, Harry…" This is very true… You wouldn't understand how much I love you, how much you sitting here; hand on mine is killing me. How its just another burning knife in my chest to see you with your boyfriend…. How I would give my LIFE for you…. Do you understand that? No…

"I might, Ron…. Did, Did someone hurt you Ron?" Gods, Harry it was YOU! But I don't blame you… I blame fate for making me so damned shy…

"Sort of, but it's not important…"

"It is to me." He pauses. "It's very important to me…" That's it, I have to see the look on his face. I pull the covers away and sit up.

"Harry?" he looks hurt that I moved away from him. I have to. Because if I don't, I know that my control will snap and I'll try to kiss away that frown and then he'll hate me and then I won't have him at all…

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Ron…. He moved away from me… I DID do something… Oh GOD! I hurt Ron! No, I never wanted to hurt Ron! I move to get up before I cry but he pulls back to sitting on the bed facing him.

"Harry, I'm sorry… I don't know what you want me to say, I'd say if I knew… But I don't… I don't want to hurt you, that's the last thing I want. You're….. Harry you're my…. Best…… friend….. I just…." He trails off looking at me. Tears are welling in my eyes. He does still care about me…. He really does…. The relief of finding that out is enough to send the tears into full force. He pulls me in his arms and whispers everything is all right. He even gets out the question of if I wanted him to get Draco for me…

"No… Ron…. You can comfort me just fine," I whisper leaning against him trying to stop crying. I sat there till I fell asleep in Ron's arms. I was so happy that we were still friends, I didn't care I was in his arms, I didn't care how good they felt. My fiery head friend, who tried in his own special way to protect me since we met, was holding me and, damn it all to hell but, I LOVED it.

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Harry snores when his nose is stopped up. And its endearing because on top of it that, he becomes a cuddly kitten. THAT part, I found out when he fell asleep in my arms. I don't want to wake him, but I can't let him wake up in my arms, but then again… **yawn** I can't stay awake much….. longer…. **yawn**
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I am on Cloud Nine. I am a very happy poor little red-head who isn't really little because I'm about six foot. Harry is still curled up in my arms, his hand clutching my arm as if I was going to leave him. He's so adorable but I can't kiss him. He needs to wake up though, we can't go being late to our first class on the first day, nor can we miss breakfast. So, being the responsible one, I shake him slightly.

"No… 'm s'ill ti'ed…" is about how it comes out.

"Come on Harry, time to get up…"

"Ronnie…" he whines in sleep, nuzzling his face into my chest and tightening his grip on me. "You my BEST friend, don't be mean…."

"I'm not being mean, I'm trying to get us up for breakfast and classes…" His eyes shoot open.

"Oh SHIT! Class!" he says sprinting out of my arms and bed and starting to riffle through his clothes for his uniform before grabbing the one that was laid out. I can't help it, I laugh. He stops his frantic rush and looks at me wounded. "What? What's so funny?"

"You are at the moment," I coo at him while I grab my uniform and start to put it on, back to Harry. Maybe…maybe I CAN do this… I just have to be there for my best friend. And that's all I really wanted… Just because I love him while he's happily with someone else, doesn't mean I have to be so ugly.

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Ron laughed at me, in good humor, and he 'cooed' at me. Though I'm sure that was in a joking friend way…. ACK! Turn away Harry Potter! You're practically engaged to Draco stop gawking at your best friend's fine ass! I spin around, blushing a crimson to rival Ron's hair and begin putting my uniform on. I have to focus on Draco, well, not at the moment I have to focus on where I put my school bag, getting to breakfast and eating before Draco…. Draco is a nice perk of going to Potions at the moment…

"Ron…. Where's my bag?"

"Harry, are you sure you're okay?" Before I know it Ron's hand is on my forehead. "You're out of it… Maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey…"

"No, I'm fine Ron…"

"You're disoriented."

"I'm fine…"

"I'm still going to tell Draco you're kind of out there…"

"Can, you please not tell him?" I look up at Ron, a pleading look in my eyes. I know I should tell Draco, but I don't want him to know…. He'll fuss too much… And he'll insist on hanging on my side all the time and I can tell that makes Ron uncomfortable…. I just want to be able to be with my best friend now that we're not fighting or anything…
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Don't tell Draco….. I never expected anything about keeping secrets from Draco to come from Harry's pretty mouth.

"Harry?"

"I don't want him to worry Ron… And I really am fine," he says placing a hand on my cheek and smiling. "Okay?"

"Are you sure? I mean, it's not like you to keep things from Draco, and I don't want you to put yourself in danger… I mean, you don't need to push yourself enough to get sick…"
"Ronnie… You're too sweet sometimes," he tells me with the most innocent smile I've ever seen him give.

"Harry. What the HELL did you just call me?"

"Um… Ronnie?" he looks like it's normal before blushing fiercely and going to run out of the room before I grab his hand.

"Can this be a private nick-name Harry? I'm not thrilled about it as it derives from 'Ronniekins'…" He turns and smiles at me as I hand him his bag and he kisses my cheek.

"Okay. Ronnie in private, got it…" With that he leaves me stunned while he heads over and opens the door. Hermione is yelling to us when she sees him.

"Come on! We're hungry down here!" she calls and Harry and I join her as we held to the Great Hall.

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Harry, is laughing, with Ron, who just yesterday, made my precious love, sob, uncontrollably… Something is very off here. I walk over to the group, as Ron is saying something that makes them all laugh, Harry retaliates because Ron obviously said something about someone.

"They're just, unorthodox Ron!" he says giggling as Ron rolls his eyes muttering something about 'unorthodox my ass' making Harry blush and plaster his hand to his forehead. That is before I touch his arm and he turns and smiles at me pecking me lightly on the lips.

"Good morning Harry," I tell him pulling him into a hug.

"Good morning, love," he answers. I look to Ron who nods to me.

"I'll see you at the table," he says to Harry. Harry nods and turns to me smiling.

"I see you made up…"

"I talked to him last night and I think we came to terms about whatever it was that was wrong… Though, I don't know what it was still…" he tells me. "But I'm glad he's happy again…."

"As long as you're happy, love…"

"Thank you Draco… You're amazing…" With that we part for breakfast. Is it just me, or is Harry sitting fairly close to the red-head. That is more than usual. Someone touches my shoulder and I turn to one of my housemates. He smiles to me in an odd way.

"Stressed Draco?"

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"Ron? What is this?" Harry asks me in a whisper as we're looking at some, thing, in our Divination class.

"Hell if I know," I tell him. He scrunches his nose after taking a whiff of the stuff and coughs. I pat his back.

"Ew…" he says in a wheeze. The class is still getting smaller and smaller. Why Harry and I are still here is beyond me… "Don't smell it…"

"Gee… That's exactly what I was going to do since you're choking over it…"

"Choking?" a voice asks and we look up to some Slytherian.

"Figuratively…" Harry says with a cough. "This…thing… smells horrid…"

"I see…"

"And you are?" I ask as Harry blinks, leaning towards me at the look this guy gave him.

"Why do you care Weasley?"

"If you're going to talk to someone, might as well know who you're talking to…"

"You sounded smart…" I growl and start to stand up but Harry beats me to it.

"Don't you DARE insult my friend!" he hisses with some of his old self back. The boy who'd approached us gulped and backed away, heading to where ever he sat. Harry sits back down, closer to me. "There's something about him, Ron… I don't like it at all…" I place a hand on his shoulder and he looks to me.

"It will be fine," I tell him with a squeeze. He smiles at me and Trelawney starts her lesson. Soon it's our free period and Harry says he's going to meet Draco to study. He smiles hesitantly and asks if I might like to come.

I decline.

"You and Draco should have the time together, Harry… With school, you don't always have time to be together so live it up while you can… Before Quidditch starts…" He smiles and nods. We stop off in our room briefly, well, that's his plan. I'm staying in the room. But at any rate as I set up my personal fortress of evil, he's packing for the subjects he and Draco will be working on. Before he leaves he gives me a hug, I think he's over relieved that I'm not upset with him.

"Thanks Ron… You're the best friend I could ask for… I'll see you in an hour… Maybe we can plan on sneaking into the kitchen for a snack…" He smiles as he leaves and I give him a wave.

After about twenty minutes it hits me, something isn't right in the room. I look around, as I inhale (now focused) I smell some strange odor amongst Harry's vanilla scent. I look around and there's a note on Harry's pillow. The print of his name looks deliberate and it's in a strange red color. I pick it up and take a whiff. I freeze on the spot. Being a cutter over the summer I KNOW that smell… This note to Harry was written in blood.

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Harry smiles to me and jokes as we work on our homework. But, under that, something's wrong.

"Harry… I might just be acting like an over protective boyfriend, but is something wrong? I feel like something's off and I can't put my finger on it…"

He looks down and sighs. "In Divination, this Slytherian, I don't know his name, but he came up to me and Ron… His presence was just so uncomfortable. He seemed to think that something we said was literal… Ron asked who he was, when he gave me this weird look. He answered with a question… then he insulted Ron…. I said something to him and then he left… But there was something about him that wasn't right…"

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" I ask cradling his face. He frowned slightly and shook his head.

"He just made me uneasy…" he tells me looking a bit worried. "And Ron looked ready to beat him into the ground but that's it… What's wrong, love?"

"Stay away from him."

"But…"

"Just don't speak to him or even look at him Harry…"

"But I don't even know who he is…."

"Don't worry about it… He doesn't exist to you…"

"Draco…"

"Just promise me that you'll stay away from him."

"Okay Draco… I promise…" he has a bit of a wince on his face and I release his cheeks. We sit mostly in silence. I know that he's tense about Rohan… I'm tense about Rohan… He sees me watching my boyfriend and his friend, asks me if I'm stressed, then says 'I'll get rid of all your stress for you, Draco, just leave it all to me and relax…' I don't like it.

Harry is leaving. I catch his hand and kiss him quickly on the lips then the hand. "I'll see you at dinner…"

"Of course…" he says before heading off quickly towards his dormitory.

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My face hurts… It stings… I think it's going to bruise… Gods how will I explain it?! I'm speeding through the halls as fast as I can and NOT get into trouble. I walk as calmly as I can through the common room, answering questions (all two of them), before entering the room I share with Ron and shutting the door. He's sitting tapping his quill, tongue sticking out of his mouth as he's working on something. He looks up and smiles.

"Hey Harry! I didn't expect you….." he trails off and I tilt my head to ask what's wrong when his eyes narrow and he walks over to me and gently tilts my face towards the light. "Harry! What happened?"

"Nothing…"

"Bullshit!"

"Ron please…" I say pulling away from him as he looks at me worriedly. I look at my bed as that's where I was planning to head. "Ronnie…. What's that?" I ask pointing at the note.

"Dunno… I saw it there and left it alone." I look to him. Something about his voice…. I look at it before picking it up and carefully opening it. I pull the note out and begin to pale as my emerald eyes scan it.

"Ron…" I ask reaching for him and he's suddenly supporting my weight as I begin to tear up. "I don't feel so good…" I drop the note and turn to him taking deep, deep breathes.

"Shh… It's all right… Calm down…" he whispers pulling me close and stroking my back. It's all right? Is it? I sigh pressing my face into his chest. He pulls back and clears off his bed, before picking my up and laying me on it. "Just… lay here and breathe…" he tells me going over and picking up the note to read it himself.

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Potter-

Whatever trick you're playing, it ends now. I don't care what you and your roommate do, but leave my Draco alone… You have your warning. Pick one or the other, you can't have both. One wrong move and we'll see who is on Draco's arm all smiles. And I'm guessing right now, you're not going to be there long after you're found out.

Have fun with the red-head you're fucking…

And congratulate me on my new boyfriend…

Because you're loosing your grip….

I growl and crumple the paper in my hand.

"Ronnie?" Harry whispers to me and I'm kneeling by my bed instantly.

"What is it Harry?"

"Was that really written in blood?" he asks choking on his words.

"I don't know…" I lie as he takes my hand.

"Don't tell Draco…." I sigh and nod as he falls into a restless sleep. He's not going to dinner… If he goes ANYWHERE, it'll be to the hospital wing… Don't tell Draco…