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Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark

Chapter 31: The Fight

"Oh Ron! Higher! Faster! Harder! Oh Gods! Ron! Ron! Ron!" Draco moaned in utter absolute pleasure. Behind him Ron rolled his eyes. "Oh God Ron! More!"

"Shut up you twit." Ron said, lightly hitting Draco. "It's only a shoulder massage."

"But it feels so good." Draco practically purred.

Ron rolled his eyes again and went back to kneading Draco's shoulders. "What made you so tense anyway?"

"Detention. That giant oaf-ouch! Ron that hurt!" Draco glared at Ron, who only glared back. "Alright, Hagrid, had me weeding his pumpkins. I didn't even know pumpkins could survive this long."

Ron shook his head. "That all?"
"Yes. Fortunately! I thought I was going to die!" Draco exclaimed.

"Then you're lucky you didn't grow up at my house. Weeding the gardens is nothing compared to what else we have to do." Ron told him.

"Malfoy's don't week gardens." Draco said, melting into Ron's touch.

"They do now." Ron teased.

"If I wasn't in so much pain, I'd kill you."

Ron only laughed and kissed Draco's neck.

"You know, this place is very useful." Draco pointed out an hour later. He and Ron were snuggled up on the couch.

"That's why it's called the Room of Requirement." Ron said.

"You do know that we haven't been fighting a lot lately." Draco said.

"I know. People are starting to think we've grown up." Ron said.

"Want to make them think the hatred is still in full swing?" Draco asked with a devilish hint to his voice.

"What do you have in mind?" Ron asked.

Draco shifted so he was sitting up facing Ron. "A fight."

"We fight all the time." Ron pointed out.

"No, I mean, a full out insult fight to a throw away your wands and bare nuckle brawl." Draco smiled. "Of course it'd either have to be raining or just finished raining. Just so there'd be a lot of mud."

Ron raised an eyebrow. "You want to get dirty?" He dramatically slammed a hand to his chest. "Are you sick?!"

Draco slapped away the hand that was reaching for his forehead. "I'm serious. It'd be a lot of fun!"

Ron caught the infection in Draco's eyes, smile and voice. "Alright. Next time it rains we'll get down and dirty while we get bruised and bloody."

"You're such a git." Draco said, throwing a pillow at Ron.

Ron picked up another pillow and threw it at Draco, hitting in square in the face.

"That's it. This means war." Draco said seriously.

"You started i-" Ron was cut off by a pillow to the face. "Now you've done it. It's on now!" Ron picked up a fallen pillow and chased Draco.

Ron lost the pillow war but he won their battle of tongues that followed their pillow fight.

Ron snuck back into the common room a little after midnight to find that no one was waiting for him. He smiled a little as he saw Harry's books on the table in front of the fire still open to the page he'd been reading. Ron walked over to close the books and found Harry curled up in the chair. Ron began to poke him to wake him up.

"Emmy a own." Harry murmured, wildly swing his hand, trying to bat away Ron's.

"The Mounties are coming! The Mounties are coming!" Ron whispered into his ear.

Harry's eyes snapped wide awake and he started to sit up. "Who's coming?" He asked as he grabbed for his wand.

Ron held in his laughter but couldn't hold back a smile. "No one's coming." He said. "But you're going to bed."

Harry nodded as he yawned. His brief burst of awareness left him even more drained. Ron helped Harry gather his books before they climbed the stairs to their dorm. Harry didn't bother changing into pajamas and just fell into his bed in his uniform.

Ron shook his head at his already asleep friend and undressed. He left on his boxers and pulled on an old, but loved, Cannon's shirt. He stretched out his arms and back before pulling back the curtain to his bed. He jumped a little in surprise to see a note with his name on it in swirling script.

He picked up the card and brought it over to the window to read. He broke the wax seal on the back and unfolded the letter. His brow furrowed as he began to read the message.

"Give my congratulations to your friend for surviving. Not many people would have. But then again she did have two of the greatest potion masters in England at her disposal. Now, before you groan and think this is another task you must accomplish, it's not. It's a warning to you, to your friends, and to you lover. Something wicked this way comes."

Ron shivered after he read that last sentence. It seemed more like a promise than a warning. He folded the note and placed it in his nightstand draw. He's show Harry it in the morning.

It wasn't until the next Saturday that Madam Pomfrey let Hermione out of the hospital wing. Hermione was glad to be out, but did miss the silence.

"Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut UP!" She yelled as she threw down her quill. She was trying to finish all her make-up work and everyone else in the common room were out to sabotage her perfect grades, this she knew. All eyes in the common room turned to her and everyone stopped talking. "Thank you." She said stiffly and went back to work.

A few minutes later she ground her teeth and rolled her eyes. The noise level was back to where it had been before she'd yelled at them. "Give it up, Hermione. They're not going to stop talking. Besides, you don't need to do all your work now." Harry told her.

Ron laughed as Harry grabbed his forehead where Hermione's empty ink bottle hit him.

Hermione stood up and gathered all her things. "I'm going to the library. If any of you follow me I will curse you."

"You have my solemn promise that I won't go to the library." Ron said.

She rolled her eyes and walked away. "See that you don't." She said before she disappeared through the portrait hole.

"How about we visit Hagrid?" Harry suggested.

"Sure." Ron answered with a shrug. "We haven't gone down to visit in a while."

Harry and Ron ran back up to the dorm and grabbed their winter coats. Winter had finally decided to come and the whole world was coated in a three foot deep white quilt. Students, teachers and Hagrid had all melted paths through the snow so they could make it to their classes and the Quidditch pitch. Harry and Ron followed one of the bigger paths to Hagrid's hut. As the walked they heard, but couldn't see, other students playing in the snow. They didn't have to walk all the way to Hagrid's hut because they found him clearing out an area around his house for his class to stand.

"Hey Hagrid!" Harry called with a wave of his arm.

"Hullo Harry! Ron! Mad weather, no?" Hagrid asked as they walked closer. "First it snows and you think it's the start but it disappears quickly and stays gone. Then boom! We get all this! Guess tha's why it left. Collected to hit us hard."

"You've got it right!" Ron said. "Mother Nature sure is acting queer."

"Naw. She jus' wanta let us know she's still in charge." Hagrid said.

"As fascinating as the conversation is, I have something I want to ask." Harry cut in.

"And tha' be?" Hagrid asked, leaning against his shovel.

"How have all the detentions with Malfoy been?" Harry asked.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Yes, let me get your side of the story so I know he's not just a baby."
Hagrid shook his head. "You'd think I 'ad em on the rack for all the complainin' he does." Hagrid said with a snort. "Can' do nofink without whinning. I don't see how you put up with 'im, Ron."

Ron laughed a little. "I'm not sure how I do it either."

"Sorry Ron, but he's a spoiled pain in me arse." Hagrid said.

Both Ron and Harry laughed. "You have no idea." Ron told him.

"And we don't want to know." Harry put in with a grin.

Ron childishly stuck his tongue at him.

"Now, now you two. Let's go get to me hut and have some cookies. I made them this morning." Hagrid said. Harry and Ron both followed the half-giant into his hut.

"I'm bored." Draco exclaimed with a heavy, exaggerated sigh.

"So you've said." Goyle said with an annoyed sigh himself.

Draco was sprawled sideways in his favorite chair, head by the fireplace. He was facing Crabbe and Goyle who were sitting on the couch doing homework. Gena was curled up on the floor in front of the fire. In the past week she'd grown a tail and ears, and currently her tail was curled up around and her ears flattened against her head.

"If you don't mind, I'm trying to sleep." Gena muttered angrily. Her legs twitched and she shifted her position.

"Gena let's go outside." Draco suggested suddenly.

"Why?" She asked suspiciously. Her left ear perked up but she didn't open her eyes.

"So I can throw sticks for you." Draco teased.

Gena growled and turned her back on Draco. It didn't do much since she was laying on the ground and he was in the chair but it was a symbol of her disgust. Draco laughed and reached down to ruffle her ears.

"Good doggie." He said in a baby voice.

She shot into a sitting position and clutched her ears. She was glaring predatorily at Draco. "Lay off the ears." She hissed at him.

"But they're so touchable." Draco said.

Gena rolled her eyes and stood up. "Go grab your coat. You two too. I'm not going out with just him."

Draco stood and started to walk to his dorm. "Am I that irresistible?" He asked.

"Second thought, don't you two come. I want no witnesses when I kill him." Gena said loudly.

When Draco came back he had his coat on and Crabbe and Goyle's in his hands. The four of them chatted as they made their way outside. When they reached the front hall, they all decided on going to the Pitch.

The four of them sat down in the Hufflepuff tiers and just looked at the winter world around them. Draco was lounging on the bench above where Crabbe and Goyle sat sideways and Gena sat backwards, facing them, from the bench below them.

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!!!" Gena suddenly screamed and the three boys got a face full of snow.

"Malfoy's don't have snowball fights." Draco said tartly as he wiped the cold snow off his face.

"They do now!" Gena said, and with a swish of her tail covered the three boys with more snow.

"Alright, I do think this is war." Draco said calmly. "Boy's, load your weapons."

Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle all wore identical smiles as they muttered a charm in unison. Gena looked at them weird as they spoke but soon turned and ran. Enchanted snowballs were following her.

"Cheaters!" She called back as she hopped the railing and landed on the floor of the pitch. Draco, Crabbe and Goyle followed her over the rail but landed with less grace. When they stood up they were pelted with snow. They spread out and enchanted snowballs at each other.

It was hard for all of them, except Gena, to run through the waist deep snow but they managed. It soon became clear that Gena and Goyle had teamed up against Crabbe and Draco. Though Crabbe was soon beaten and changed sides.

"Traitor!" Draco screamed as the three advanced on his dug in position. He enchanted more snowballs and shot them at the advancing trio. After a harsh battle, Gena, Goyle and Crabbe all loomed over Draco.

"Surrender." Gena said with a grin. She was tossing her snowball up and down in her hand.

"Never!" Draco cried.

"Then suffer." Gena said and raised back her hand to throw the snowball but when it landed, Draco was no longer in the hole. "What the?" Gena asked as she jumped into the hole.

She looked at the walls of the dug out and saw three tunnels. The tunnels were big enough for Draco to crawl through but too small for his three attackers.

"Alright, the prey has gone to ground." Gena said. She stuck her head in each hole and sniffed. "There are traces of him in each hole so I don't know which one he's gone through. Keep your eyes open, we've gotta find him."

Draco snickered to himself as Gena, Crabbe and Goyle all walked away. Two of those tunnels lead to giant round-abouts and one was a twisting dead-end. He had just charmed himself to look like snow and crawled out.

He made sure he stayed upwind of Gena as he made his way to the Gryffindors. Once there he looked down upon his prey. He pointed his wand at the Slytherin tiers and enchanted the snow. The he did the same to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tiers before the tier he stood in.

"Surrender?" His voice called out, echoing off of everything.

Crabbe, Goyle and Gena looked around trying to find Draco. "No!" Gena called out.

"Then Suffer!" Draco yelled and flicked his wand. Hundreds of snowballs pelted themselves at Gena, Crabbe and Goyle. When the attack paused, the three of them were covered with snow.

Draco quickly charmed his second wave and waited for them to show themselves again. Crabbe and Goyle quickly surrendered from the game but Gena fought another three rounds before giving up.

"Alright, alright!" She yelled. "I surrender."

Draco flicked his wand and the illusion on him faded. He flicked his wand again and the snowballs fell back onto the tiers. "Let's go talk the house elves into giving us some hot chocolate."

"And maybe a raw steak!" Gena put in happily.

"I doubt they'll give you a raw streak." Goyle said.

"Flash your fangs at the fattest one and threaten to eat that one if they don't give you the steak." Crabbe said with a laugh.

Draco rolled his eyes. "They love to over feed people. I'm sure they'll give her a mooing cow if she asked."

"Do you think they would?" Gena asked half sarcastically. "I think I will ask!"

They all laughed as Goyle opened the door to the school for them. They turned and made for the hidden doorway to the kitchens. When they entered they were soon surrounded by noisy, cheerful house elves.

"Master Draco sir!" Dobby cried in surprise. "What can Dobby do for you Master Draco sir?"

Draco smiled down at his former house elf. Unlike his father, he'd liked Dobby and never treated him too harshly, for which the house elf had been eternally grateful. "Four hot chocolates, an apple pie and some raw meat."

Dobby and the other house elves nodded enthusiastically and rushed to get what they wanted. The four of them sat down at the nearest table, Gryffindor's equivalent, and waited for their food. Gena got several kinds of raw meats, and a few cooked, and the boys got several kinds of pies, cookies, and cupcakes. Their drinks were spiced with cinnamon, except for Draco's, and they all had marshmallows floating in them.

Ron walked into the abandoned classroom halfway between his and Draco's dorms. It'd been sleeting the whole week and the classrooms were freezing. Flitwick had charmed the corridors to heat themselves but even then they were cold enough to have to wear a jackets with warming charms.

Ron had just left Harry and Hermione in the library. He'd finished all of his homework except for an essay due Tuesday. Hermione had bugged him until he finished and he only listened because she promised to read over it and correct any of his mistakes.

Before he left his friends, Hermione had charmed a glass jar to emit heat when it was open. It was a handy charm especially now since the halls and rooms were so cold. He had the jar in his pocket on his way down to the room.

He opened up the jar and placed it in the middle of the room. He felt a puff of hot air brush past his face as he set it down. He walked over to the window and sat on a table next to it. Now all he had to do was wait for Draco to show up.

All week they'd been busy with no stopping. The professors had decided to give them extra work since it was so close to Christmas break. They only time all week they'd been able to get together was for quick kisses before having to go off to their next class or to sleep.

By the time Draco walked through the door Ron had removed his gloves, his scarf and his jacket because of the heat from the jar.

"It's warm in here." Draco said, shedding cloths as he closed the door. He placed his own gloves, scarf and jacket on a table next to the door. He smiled at Ron and walked over to him.

"Hey." Ron said softly as Draco cuddled into his arms.

"Hey." Draco whispered back. They kissed softly before settling comfortable together. "This is for you." Draco said and handed Ron a chocolate frog.

Ron took with a thanks and opened it. He grabbed the frog trying to make a bid for freedom and stuffed it in his mouth. "Thanks." He said again after he ate it.

"No problem." Draco said. "Who'd you get?"

Ron picked up his card and looked at it. He wrinkled his nose at the picture. "Rasputin."

"Oh, now he's a freak!" Draco said, looking at the card with Ron.

"There's only one freak in this school that I want." Ron said, nuzzling Draco's neck.

Draco mock punched him. "Are you cheating on me Ronald Weasley?!"

Ron grinned wide. "Of course. I'm 'pimpin it out' as Alyssa would say."

"Alyssa?" Draco asked.

"She's a Hufflepuff friend of Ginny's." Ron explained. "The American girl."

"Is she the one who stood up and screamed 'revolution' in a French accent during lunch last week?" Draco asked.

"The very same." Ron said with a chuckle.

"She's mad." Draco said.

"You have no idea."

"Anyway, have you talked to your family about break?" Draco asked.

"Yes, and they're none too happy about me staying. They want me home for the holiday since Harry and Hermione are going to southern France with Hermione's aunt. They don't see any reason for me to stay." Ron said.

"My parents were the same but they let me stay. Father thinks I'm staying for Gena." Draco said.

"Gena's not going home?" Ron asked.

"She is but Father doesn't know that." Draco said with a grin.

Ron laughed. "So, I guess all that's left to do now is talk to Dumbledore."

"Do we really have to talk to him?" Draco asked with a whine.

"Yes, we do. But we don't have to if you don't want to spend break with me, alone, in my dorms, just the two of us." Ron said.

"Okay. Then we don't have to talk to him." Draco said mischievously.

"What?" Ron asked.

Draco turned to face Ron with an evil grin. "I don't want to spend our first Christmas together. Why would I want something like that?"

"Fine." Ron said, catching on. "No gift for you."

"Fine." Draco said leaning in.

"Fi- Merlin!" Ron jumped.

Draco smiled again and attacked Ron's ear. His fingers were busy playing with Ron's crotch. Draco nibbled on Ron's ear as his fingers tried to get inside Ron's pants to bring this game farther.

"No, Draco stop!" Ron said desperately.

"But why? We both want it." Draco said. He squeezed Ron and giggled. "And that isn't saying stop."

"No!" Ron said, pushing Draco away. "Don't!" Draco stared deep into Ron's eyes, his hands stilled.

Draco abruptly jumped away from Ron and walked to the middle of the room. Ron was left shocked by the sudden lose of Draco's body heat. He looked at Draco's back in confusion.

"Draco?" He asked.

Draco turned sharply and Ron winced at the pure rage in his eyes. "What the bloody fuck do you want?"

"What?" Ron asked.

"Don't you 'what' me!" Draco yelled. "All the bloody fucking time you're trying to get into my pants and when I finally am ready you're bloody ready!"

"Dra-"

"Don't you dare interrupt me!" Draco yelled and stamped his foot. "I am bleed sick of this, this, bull shit! Either we're together all the time or we're not! I'm not taking this hiding in the closet and woods to be together!"

"We can't be and you know it!" Ron yelled back. "The school, our families, the real world won't let us!"

"I see nothing stopping us except you and your excuses!" Draco yelled. "The school can bugger itself! Our families can disown us! The real world just will have to accept us!" He took a step towards Ron. "If we can't survive a coming then we aren't worth being together."

"I'm not coming out!" Ron yelled. "I'm risking my life for you!"

Draco flinched. "Fine." He whispered. "You don't have. I'm leaving." With that he turned on his heal and left the room. Ron was left with the hollow echo of the door slammed in his wake.