Harry left the hospital wing a little after 5:30 a.m. He'd managed about four hours sleep, and was so grateful that it was Saturday. His hip was still sore as he walked to Gryffindor Tower, passing the common room he caught a glimpse of red hair sticking up from behind one of the chairs. Upon entering the room he heard the all too familiar light snore that only belonged to one person.

"Ron" He said softly gently shaking the lanky teen "Ron?"

"Mmm" He groaned

"Ron wake up"

Slightly Ron opened his eye's "Harry?"

"Yeah, c'mon mate ya fell asleep in the common room" Harry informed

"Really?" he yawned sitting up. His neck was stiff and his back hurt. "Damn chair screwed up my back" he groaned. All year he'd been suffering from back pain after an incident with a bludger last year.

"I'm sure Madame Pomfrey can fix it" Harry said optimistically

"Yeah whatever . . . What time is it?" he asked

"Near six we've got practice at 6:30"

"Oh yeah Ginny told me, better go and get ready" he yawned again. The two of them went up to the Dormitories. Not a word was said about last night until Ron noticed he was limping on their way to the prefect bathroom. Ron had been named a prefect that year third time.

"Uh . . . Ron"

"What?" he answered tuning on the water in his shower making it very warm.

"Are you still cross with me?"

Ron didn't answer

"Guess so" Harry sighed and also turned on his shower. That feeling of shame he'd lost for a few hours quickly returned.

"I didn't say anything" Ron finally said

Harry picked his head up "Huh?"

"I said I didn't say anything"

"Well then are you?" he asked

Ron sighed and leaned on the barrier that separated the two stalls "Yes"

"Oh" Harry uttered hoping that the answer would've been no.

"I mean . . . you don't think I matter" Ron continued

"I do" Harry said voice barely above a whisper "You blew it out of proportion, I only said my reputation because I forgot . . . I forgot you were involved too and I'm sorry"

"You gave Gin . . . my name Harry" Ron's voice suddenly quivered

A stab of guilt went through Harry. That had been the secret name he'd had for Ron since the first year only he and Ron knew . . . not any more "I Know I'm sorry" he said also leaning on the barrier he ran his fingers through the soapy red hair. Ron mimicked the movement, and went in for the kiss, but harry pulled away.

"No . . . it's wrong we can't do that"

"Nobody has to know" Ron said exiting his shower and joining Harry in his.

"We don't have to do it" Harry stated "We don't have to be . . . this way"

"Harry I'm starting to think we can't help but be this way . . . maybe we were just born like this . . . this is who we are" He recited slowly leaning in and kissing him "So why not just . . . give in"

Harry felt his body begin to betray him. This was wrong but every last thing about it felt right. Being held close in Ron's arms felt like they were built to fit just him. He didn't feel awkward like he did with Ginny, It felt right oh so right. And because it felt right he felt himself growing harder against Ron. Who took him into his hand. It fit perfectly. He let out a shuddering moan as the teen ran his hand slowly up his length and back down again.

"Ron" He moaned once he got his rhythm. Placing his arms around the neck of the boy who also began to harden against him

"Oh Harry" Ron murmured in his ear "I need to be inside of you "

"I... inside?"

"Yes" he moaned

Harry pulled away for a second, nervous. "I . . . I've never"

"Me either . . . " Ron admitted leaning in closer to him and kissing him. His tongue was perfect for his mouth. "I won't hurt you"

"I know" Harry said trustfully

His mind was screaming NO! , But his heart was telling him this was right for him. And his body obeyed as he turned around and let Ron awkwardly prepare him. One finger in then and then another.

"Oh" Harry groaned softly

"Did I hurt you?"

"No . . . I'm just nervous"

"Don't worry" Ron soothed "I am too but it'll be ok I promise"

And because Harry trusted him, he gave him his whole being. He'd never done that before, He'd never felt the immense sense of pleasure that he did when Ron slipped inside of him. He could've died right there, and it wouldn't have mattered. Each thrust was matched with the movement of Ron's hand on Harry's length. He covered Ron's hand with his own and together they stroked him

"Mmm" he groaned aloud. His free hand clinging to the barrier, helping to steady his body "Oh Ron" he whispered

"Yes?"

"I love you " he gasped feeling his orgasm reach closer and closer

"You do?" Ron asked

"Yes" he cried out aloud before climaxing. The minute he did, Ron did also. It was a weird sensation three or four warm spurts and then it stopped, he felt Ron go limp inside of him. And then felt a sense of euphoria run through his veins, and he was all right, the world was all right, this was right with he and Ron. When Ron withdrew himself, Harry slipped onto the floor, Ron joined him and drew him into his arms as the warm water dripped on them. His sense of euphoria didn't last very long though, as he began regaining his senses and realizing he had just committed the ultimate sin . . . in everyone's eyes.

"Oh Merlin" He said aloud "Oh no"

"What?"

"Do you realize what we just did?"

"Harry?" Ron stated in an exasperating sigh

"This was wrong . . . very wrong I can't believe I . . ."

"You can't believe you had sex with the man you love?" Ron asked

Harry cringed at how he emphasized man. Yet there was no use in trying to hide it. He couldn't anymore. He was gay. He was a queer, he was a homo, He was in fact a faggot. He buried his head in his hands too ashamed to look at himself in the mirror. Ron held him close and led him out of the shower, running his fingers through his hair he tried to comfort the distraught boy.

"Shh it's all right . . . it's okay"

"It's not" He sniffled "Somehow Malfoys's gonna find out about this and want something else"

"What did Malfoy want you to do?"

As soon as the words escaped his lips, Ron's face turned a violent shade of magenta as he became infuriated.

"You're not going to do it right?" Ron asked, yet harry gave no response "HARRY! , You can't!" he yelled.

"Listen Ron" Harry stated "I'm doing what I have to do . . . You know I don't want everyone to know about us and if that'll stop Malfoy from opening his mouth then . . ." he trailed off

"If you do this now he'll want something else" Ron stated

"Look I know you don't want your parents to know" Harry pointed out

Ron quit the protesting for a bit. Did he really want his Mum and Dad to know? They never condemned homosexuality, yet they didn't accept it either. But did he really want Malfoy in control of whether his secret was told or not? . They dressed and made their way to the field in silence.

"You understand then?" Harry asked as they cut through the locker rooms.

"No, I don't" He answered "If you do that, you do so. But if he came up to me I'd tell him to fuck off."

Ron stalked off leaving Harry very confused and with a bunch of shame bubbling up in his stomach. He knew right then though he had to clear his mind, the cup was in six days and they had to be ready. So for the time being he tried to push Malfoy into the back of his mind and concentrate on the game. By 6:45 a.m. everyone on the team was assembled. Before the start Harry decided to patch things up with the team.

"Listen" he started off "I really didn't mean to get angry yesterday. I know I'm not the only one stressed out about the Quidditch cup. We've all been working very hard, and I wanted to apologize and I hope we can practice again without you all hating me terribly"

He got a few murmured responses from the sleepy players and then they were out on the field. They actually ended up having one of their best practices ever. Everyone performed at their best and while gliding through the air, Harry managed to forget all about Malfoy and focus clearly on the golden snitch. By the time they got to breakfast they were all in a great mood, having a great feeling about winning the game.

"There you are"Hermione yawned as Harry, Ginny and Ron made their way to the Gryffindor table. She put down the book she and Neville were checking out and leaned in for a kiss from Ron. But he shrugged he off. Feeling snubbed she told herself it was because he was tired. "Uh . . . early practices?" She asked

"Try 6:30" Ginny spouted grabbing for some toast

"Wow"

"Workin' them hard Potter" The cold familiar voice belonging to Draco Malfoy hissed menacingly.

Harry stiffened in his seat and Ron glared at him ready to jump and punch him in the face.

"Uh yeah" Harry responded sweat forming on his brow.

"Let me talk to you" he ordered

Sighing and putting down his bacon he got up "Sure" The two stalked off out of the Great Hall leaving everyone dumbfounded (literally mostly all of the students there were watching them go)

"What?" Harry asked annoyed as they reached an empty hallway

"Relax Potty, I just wanted to make sure you remembered our agreement for today. After dinner my room"

"I remember" he said stiffly

Draco put his hand on the back of his head and drew him in for a kiss. Harry pursed his lips but Draco pulled his hair "Now, now Potter remember what I said . . . kiss me like you kiss Weasley" He demanded. Harry glanced up behind Malfoys shoulder and saw a hurt Ron looking at them. He downcast his eye's and did as Malfoy told him to.

"That's what I'm talkin' about" Malfoy shuddered.

He looked and saw Harry was looking behind him, whipping around he saw Ron who turned around and left

"Better run along potty, wheezy's waiting you just remember after dinner"

Harry wiped his lips off and nodded submissively. Malfoy headed back to the Great Hall but Harry did not, instead he went up to Gryffindor Tower and up to his dorm. The feeling of shame had once again returned with a vengeance. Head lowered and spirits diminished, he got into his bed and tried to go to sleep. He had a feeling that he would have a long night.