Oh lovely lovely finals are starting soon and so I must take a justifible break. It won't be for too long.. Just long enough for track to finish, finals/regions to be taken, school to end, and summer to begin! So until then, this is all you get.. I be a very busy girly. Stupid review/track/sisters!!

Songs snippets in this fic are "In the Arms on the Angels" and "God send me an Angel". I can't remember who sings the songs…

Q: What happened to the snow that was falling a few chapters ago?

Thanks to:

Gwendolyn M. Warlow!!!!!

November02!! Yea Hermione is awesome!! I've always wanted Ron to stand up for himself so I had to have it happen!! I love your story too!! I'm soo sad it's over!! I can't wait for the sequel!!!

N0va!!!! Gena and Blaise have their own agenda so I don't know what they're up to.. The sneaky bastards.. But no.. They don't work for the Dark Lord. Gena doesn't because she only has loyalties to her tribe and Blaise doesn't because he doesn't see any advantage to working for him.

Sheena!!! Glad to see you're back hunny!! And I'm glad I'm back too!! I hope it's getting better!!! I loved the R/H talk because it was fun to write. I do hate Harry!! A lot.. I have no idea why but I do!! Yea! Kindred Spirit!! Love ya too!!

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Well that's it. Now please enjoy this chapter.. It's been long in coming!!

Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark who is a lazy @$$ and needs to get her butt into gear!!

Chapter 19: Angels

Ron looked up from the homework he was doing and jumped. "Shit!" He said as he hurriedly packed up his things.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"I promised to meet him in ten minutes."

"Oh okay."

"It takes fifteen minutes to get there. I don't want to make him wait!"

"Then go now. I'll watch your stuff."

Ron dropped everything he had in his arms and smiled in relief. "Thanks Hermione."

"Just go!" She said with a smile as he ran out the portrait hole.

"Hey Hermione?" Semus asked.

"Yes?" She said turning to look at him.

"Just what the hell is going on with Ron?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that lately he's been.. You know.. Different. And he and Harry are in a huge fight."

"Well.." Hermione stalled. She didn't know exactly what Semus knew and she didn't want to give anything away that could hurt Ron.

"Does it have anything to do with Ron being.. you know.."

"Excuse me?"

"Does it have anything to do with Ron being," His voice dropped to a whisper. "Gay?"

Hermione laughed in relief. That was one thing that she needn't worry about spilling. "What makes you think that?"

"Well Ron has been screaming about liking a *guy* for a while."

"No. I meant what made you think that the fight was about Ron being gay?"

"Well, it just makes sense."

"Unfortunately you aren't." Hermione said in puzzlement. Semus sighed and ran a hand through his mused hair.

He sighed heavily again. "I don't know what I mean either. Sorry about bothering you." He said as he got off the couch and walked away.

"It's no problem at all." She murmured half to herself as he wandered away.

(An: Ah!! That part brought to you by Aloh's forgetfulness!! I knew I wanted Semus to say something important.. But I forgot what.. It's just there because I'm lazy... Enjoy!)

Ron wandered into the clearing a little out of breath from running and worried that Draco might be a little irritated that he was late. But as Ron looked around he saw neither hide, nor hair of one Draco Malfoy. He waited a few more minutes before Draco came walking up behind him.

"Boo!" Draco whispered into Ron's ear.

"You know you should walk up *behind* a person if you're going to do that."

"Eh, well, I'm entitled to be lazy sometimes."

"Really? Says who?"

"Me."

Ron 'humph'-ed and then leaned back in Draco's arms. "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Draco laughed softly. "Do you want me to?"

Ron rolled his eyes before leaning in and kissing Draco gently. "Yes. But not anymore."

"Why not?"

"You had your chance before." Ron said as he pulled Draco down with him as he sat. They snuggled into each other and sat silently. After a while the slight wind died down and Ron sighed.

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"It's been some few weeks."

"What do you mean?" Draco asked as he turned and looked Ron in the face.

"I feel like these past two weeks have been created by the mind of a twisted perverted fan girl. All the mood swings, angst, sappiness, lime-yness. It seems like our lives have turned into a story made for billions of drooling fan girls to read."

"Well, if our lives are a story, let's hope we get a lot of reviews."

"You're making fun of me."

"I am not." Draco settled back into a sitting position. "I'm trying to lighten the mood. I doubt that such a thing is happening. I mean, if our lives were dictated by some fan-girl, don't you think we'd be doing it all the time?" Draco joked.

Ron laughed. "I can see it now! 'Teenage Wizards!!' Staring, Draco Malfoy, the evil, angsty, uke! Ron Weasley, the ta-"

"Wait a sec!" Draco cut in. "Did you just call me an 'uke'?"

"I did?"

"What the bloody hell does 'uke' mean?"

Ron blushed. "It's ah, a term that I picked up from Ginny."

"And what does it mean?" Draco asked annoyed.

"It's, ah, the, ah term used when referring to the submissive person in a relationship." Ron said blushing to a deep shade a red.

"Oh." Draco said as he thought a moment. Without warning he slapped the back of Ron's skull.

"OW! What was that for?!"

"I am *not* the submissive one." Draco said fiercely.

"Sure, whatever."

"I am NOT!"

"Then how come I'm always the aggressive one?"

"I don't know! You're just always horney!"

"I'm a teenage boy!"

"I'm not as horney as you and I'm a teenage boy!"

"Well you're a blue-blood!"

"Excuse me?!" Draco started to laugh. "Did you just call me a 'blue-blood'?"

"I might have." Ron said weary but confused.

Draco laughed. "The only person I've ever hear say 'blue-blood' was that American Hufflepuff."

"Alyssa?"

"Yes."
"When'd she say that?"

"I don't remember. I just remember her saying something about 'blue-blooded brats.'"

"Oh. Wonder what it means."

"You mean to tell me you don't know what it means?"

"Yea." Ron said with a smile.

Draco laughed as he rolled his eyes. "It's a slang term used when talking about aristocrats."

"Oh, okay."

Draco laughed to himself and shook his head. "You're so adorable."

"How's that?"

"I don't know. You just are."

"Oh. Thanks, I guess."

"You are very welcome."

They sat silently as the wind blew snowflakes into an intricate dance that they'd only perform this one time. They would have been cold if they didn't have a warmth spell cast in the area and on their cloaks.

Without warning Ron pulled Draco to sit in-between his legs with his back to Ron.

"Ron, what-"

"Shh." Ron interrupted. "I just want to hold you."

"Bu-"

"I said 'shh.'" Draco nodded and leaned back into Ron. He felt sheltered and warm. Protected in those arms. Protected by the love Ron felt for him and just for one night he decided to forget about all the evils that could befall them both. He forgot about his father and the world. There was only Ron and him being held by Ron.

"I love you." Draco said softly.

Draco felt Ron smile as he kissed the top of his head. "I love you too."

Draco snuggled closer to Ron and rested his head on Ron's shoulder. Ron brushed a kiss on his temple and started to sing softly. Ron's soft tenor washed over him and soothed him.

"//Spend all your time waiting for that second chance.//"
Draco smiled. He'd heard this song only once before. Ashleigh had loved this song. It always made her smile and tears to gather in her eyes. Thinking about his sister and listening to Ron sign her beloved song brought tears to Draco's eyes. He never realized how much he actually missed his sister. How much he would give to hear her voice again. Or just see her standing next to him. He missed her with his whole heart.

"//In the arms of the angels. May you find some comfort here.//" Ron finished singing and opened his eyes. He looked at Draco and was shocked to see silent tears falling from his eyes. "Draco?"

"My.. My sister loved that song." Draco whispered. He smiled sadly. "She would sing it for hours on end. It would always make her cry."

Ron held Draco tighter. He knew there was nothing he could do to ease Draco's pain. Draco was going through something that he couldn't relate to, so he just did all he could. He held Draco as tight as he could without hurting Draco and softly rocked him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Ron asked cautiously.

"I wouldn't know what to say."

"Then you don't have to say anything at all right now. I'm willing to listen when you do know what to say."

"I know."

"Good." Ron turned Draco's face to look at him. "I love you and will do anything for you."

"I love you too." Draco whispered as the distance between their lips closed. There was no hesitation or lust in the kiss. It was a chaste union of two persons that were sealing their love. It was the melding of souls through a simple, loving gesture. There was no deepening of the kiss. Just two souls coming together.

When Draco and Ron broke apart, Draco smiled brilliantly. He was in the arms of an angel and knew he was safe there. He relaxed back into Ron and rested his head on Ron's shoulder. "Sing to me. Please?"

"Sure angel. Sure." Ron said before he started to sing another slow, melodic song just for his Draco.

The wind and snow danced while Ron sang and the lights of the castle burned low and out. People were in their beds, their hearts beating the slow dance of sleep. The night was majestic and heart breakingly beautiful.

Draco smiled as he closed his eyes and let it all wash over him. He sat silently listening to Ron sing and feeling nothing but love and safe. He let sleep wash over him like a warm blanket as he sat in Ron's arms.

"//God send me an angel from the heavens above.//"

TBC

*cries* That was sooo stupid!! AHH!! *bangs head on desk* Short AND stupid!!! AHH!!! *cries again* I swear to you that I didn't want this to be so disjointed!!! I have no time to sit down and make up details and such. But the next chapter will make up for it!! Cait already knows what's going to happen so she can vouch for me when I say 'it's going to be so god-damned funny!!' So please just hold tight until I can get the next chapter typed and up! I promise that it won't be another month.. I hope..

A: Minor plot hole.

And skip this if you want, just thanks to those that reviewed Tourniquet.