"You're actually not that bad Potter" Draco said as Harry re-dressed, slowly. It was his last demand for the night. "I see Weasley has taught you well"

Harry wouldn't lift his head for fear of seeing his reflection. He couldn't bear to look at himself right now.

"We . . . we're even now right?" he asked walking to the door

"What? Oh yeah sure"

"Good"

"Later Potty" he heard Draco yawn as he closed the door

Harry did not respond, he just hurried upstairs to the bathroom and took a long shower. Then went upstairs to their room. He'd been in bed only a few minutes, when Ron pulled back the curtain's.

"I Broke up with Hermione" he admitted

"You what?!" Harry asked angrily pulling him onto the bed and placing the Imperius charm around their bed

"I broke up with her Harry, I can't live this lie anymore. Besides i was hurting her"

"What are you doing?!"

"Me? What about you?! You went there and you fucked Malfoy didn't you?"

"You know I had to"

"You didn't! You chose to and you know it!" Ron fired the hurt in his eye's was as clear as day

"YOU THINK I CHOSE THIS?!" Harry roared tears filling his eye's. Ron jumped back, he'd never seen Harry this angry before. "You think I chose this responsibility? This fame? , This fucking scar on my head?! , You think I chose to be . . . this way?"

He stopped then and took a beep breath as several tears slid down his red cheeks. Ron instinctively pulled him into an embrace, which he welcomed whole heartedly.

"You don't understand Ron" he sobbed as the red head ran his long fingers through his hair.

"What don't I understand?" Ron asked more calmly

Harry pulled away from the embrace and looked Ron right in the face "There are already people out there who want to kill me, There are people out there who hate me. There's Voldemort and, and . . . I just want to get through this so I can live my life peacefully Ron . . . I just want some peace"

"You think you'll get that peace lying to yourself?" he asked

"NO! And I won't lie yo myself forever" he promised " But you're not listening Ron . . . I just want to get through this. It's our last year, and if doing what I had to do tonight will get Malfoy off of my back until then . . . why not?"

He sighed, but Ron's face showed no sign that he believed him. But he was spent, and too tired to go on with the argument.

"I guess you hate me?" he assumed. Ron didn't answer immediately and Harry nodded "Right then"

"I didn't say . . ."

"Then what?" Harry snapped quickly

Ron pulled him into an embrace once more "J . . . just this time right?"

"That's what he said" Harry informed

"But he is Malfoy Harry"

"I know" he said "But I believe him, don't be negative now"

Ron leaned back onto the pillow's And Harry pulled up the cover's around them.

"What if someone open's your curtain's?" Ron whispered

Harry tiredly lifted his wand and mumbled a spell, then put his glasses and Wand underneath his pillow.

"What did you do?"

"Undisturb charm, if anyone tries to open them, they'll fall into a fit of sneezes" he yawned

"Wicked" Ron chuckled before drifting off