Title: Ron, the cat?
Author: Blemery

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Ron/Draco Harry/Blaise Crabbe/Goyle possibly Colin/Fred/George

Beta: none

Spoilers: none

Summary: AU Draco's surrounded by people who are holding their loves over him. He just wants to find someone to make that possible for him to. But all he has is a shabby tabby cat, Ron. But what if Harry has another plan.

Draco took the stairs two at a time as he ran up to the dorms, Harry and Blaise followed Vincent and Gregory were already in the room, they did not have the last class they did, the buffoons couldn't handle that, and were currently fucking in one of the twos bed no one really cared whose.

"Ron?" Draco called the stupid idiots probably scared him away. "Ron," he called tossing his things messily on his bed and going into the bathroom to look for him. Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco's tossed shoes and carelessly tossed aside bag. "Ron?" Blaise could hear Draco call going back to the common room.

"There will be hell to pay if Ron's missing," Blaise said checking under all the beds and in the closet before going into the other dormitories. Harry checked about the halls just outside of the common room. Before the enraged Draco and the two other boys settled on his bed concerned about where Ron had gotten too.

"I'm sure he's fine Drake," Harry rubbed his knee softly getting it swatted away as the anger Draco pouted.

"First don't call me that! Second I told him to stay here! Third I want to know where the hell is he!" Draco roared turning to his minions, "Stop fucking around; you came in here first, where is Ron!"

Gregory growled sliding out of Vincent; Blaise gave an I-told-you look to Harry and Draco before the two boys spoke. "We haven't seen you're cat at all."

Draco twitched. "My cat! What the hell have you two been doing all weekend? Ron is a person, red hair this tall, blue eyes cute little freckles, and a shapely body; so where the hell is he?"

"I thought that was your cat?" Vincent exchanged a confused look with his lover. He wasn't sure how much he liked Gregory, he knew he would trade him over a chocolate cake any day but probably not carrot.

The blonde tugged at his hair, "FUCK!"

"Did you see anyone in this room when you came in?" Harry asked as Blaise tried desperately to calm Draco. Both the boys shook their heads they'd know if someone had been in here no one was allowed in here without Draco's approval first. Draco jumped to his feet and stalked out of the room and down out passed the common room slamming the door causing the house to flinch.

Harry and Blaise blinked at each other and then glanced at Vincent and Gregory, "You two search the dungeons for Ron. Then keep going up. If you don't find him we don't eat tonight." Blaise ordered the boys looked pained but quickly saw the incentive. Harry and Blaise rushed after Draco who was muttering curses under his breath somewhere between the dungeons and the main floor.

"Don't worry Draco we'll find him." Harry reassured stroking his cheek gently, "We love him nearly as much as you do. We don't want anything to happen to him either." And it was true they did love him even though it was not that kind of love.

The three of them spent the entire evening searching for Ron. Every classroom, door, and hallway was sought after that the lugs had to search the grounds before the two boys returned to their dorms just in case Ron showed up there. Meanwhile, Draco, Harry and Blaise continued looking threw the castle. Draco gave up all hope by the time curfew approached; even with Harry optimistically saying they'd find him at every turn he could not help the feeling that something was terribly wrong.

"Check that room again Blaise," Harry ushered the blonde nodded even though he thought it was a lost cause.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh" Draco shouted out his howling pain.

"He's not here, Harry! Gods can't you see that you could cheek every place a thousand times. He's just not…" the last word was lost in the deep pits of agony. The blonde slid down the wall sitting on the floor knees cradling his chest his elbows on his knees nervously tugging at his hair. Harry and Blaise knelt beside him.

"I just know something is wrong, he would've never left on his own. Even if he did he would have been back. I-just know something's hurt him, someone. Gods I'm so worried about him."

"Shesh, I know Draco, we know. But, he's-he'll survive I'm sure," Harry stroke his knee.

"Maybe I mean I don't know as a cat I-I wouldn't've worried gods he was a Malfoy, if a cat ever could be superior to everything. But, he's a human now with an animal innocence he's without sin, like a child. I'm responsible for him. He's my pet and gods he doesn't know what its like to be human. Someone's going to hurt him so bad in only a human way that he's not going to want to be a person anymore. He never really wanted to be he just wanted to please me, make me happy. Selfish as I am, I couldn't be happier taking advantage of that. But, I-I really love him, I know its been less then three days but I do. That's all I really wanted someone to love me and not that silly puppy stuff but like you two have. God-honest love, Right?"

Harry's mouth hung open he glanced over to Blaise thinking the question over. But it was different now how they loved each other. How, what kind of love was it. Blaise and Draco looked completely shocked why wasn't Harry answering saying, 'yea it's great you'll find it too.' Something anything? "That is the kind you have passionate, desperate, undying love right? You two have it? You have to. It has to exist right?" Draco panicked for his best friends mostly Blaise who lost the ability to speak.

"I-umm, I…" Harry's eyes shifted about quickly unfocused ashamed of doubting but he did doubt. "I donno," he gasped on his feet running from the hall.

Blaise stared after him in shock mostly his heart shattering into pieces at Harry's lack of words. Draco wrapped his arms around him pulling him close enough so their heart's beat together. Blaise's head found his shoulder to shocked and broken to even cry.

Draco wasn't the only one who didn't sleep that well that night. He was obviously worried about Ron but he was also concerned over his best friends besides Vincent and Gregory's stomachs roared with emptiness they whinnied about skipping dinner but Draco said they'd live. Then Blaise couldn't sleep because Harry managed to avoid going back to the dorms so he lost his chance to talk to him and ultimately putting his mind at rest. Besides, his heart was gushing inside of him at that moment so he concluded that sleeping would only lead to his body shutting down from lack of blood (it seemed logical to him) one thing was sure he would die if he lost Harry. Said boy was restlessly lying on the couch in the common room trying to decide what kind of love he really had for his boyfriend. It wasn't like before he didn't even know the last time they had sex, last week possibly sometime that was way too long!

Around dawn Blaise had enough he slipped down to the common room where the boys usually stayed when kicked out of the dorm. Harry did not notice him until he was looking over the back of the couch to him. They stared for moments that lasted for an eternity then on an impulse of lovers they leaned into press lips together.

"I love you," Harry softly replied. Blaise sighed rounding the couch in order to sit next to him.

"I know you do but you also love Draco. But, it's gotta be different Harry. So tell me what's wrong?"

"I-" Harry started Blaise looked on desperately trying to find anything that would help them stay together. He stole one of Harry's hands to keep him from wringing them. "Its not the same as it use to be. It was so passionate, it was electrifying. I couldn't stand being away from you; it was more desperate, needier. We couldn't keep our hands off each other now I can hardly remember the last time we made love."

"Mmm," Blaise gently closed his eyes the reply coming very easy for him, "That was pretty great. But, Harry I kinda like what we have now better. We were so clumsy then never knowing what to say or do trying everything in our power to make things work because we had great sex and we still have great sex. But we don't have to guess anymore, I don't wonder how you're feeling or what you're thinking because I can tell and if I can't I can ask. We haven't lost things Harry we gained things. I'd die for you Harry I don't know if I would have before. And gods it was so exhausting then. Before we had to be together to remind each other exactly how we felt now we don't need to because my heart will always pound for you."

"So you're not bored?" Harry said absentmindedly as he searched threw the answer Blaise gave him.

"No, Harry I'm not bored. I'm fucking in love with you. My throbbing heart wouldn't let me be and if I was I'd just go play chess with Draco," Harry sighed leaning his head against his lover's shoulder, "However we can still do something's we use to."

"Like what?" he wrapped his arms around Blaise possessively.

"When was the last time we fucked on this couch?" Blaise puzzled.

"Never this couch," Harry commented, "We did it on one of the Gryffindor couches remember?"

"Course," Blaise tilted Harry's head back leaning down to kiss him, "This couch feels left out."

Harry giggled into Blaise's lips. Underneath the lake that morning the two stripped off their clothes going at it Blaise on top even though Harry was in him. Neither minded the crowd of early bird breakfasters that watched, nor the people so use to the pair that they just walked threw, and definitely not the blonde who knew half way down the stairs exactly what was going on and sat down on the stair to wait until it was clear.

"Gods Harry, I love you," Blaise panted between raises and falls.

"Love you," Harry cried out gripping the boy's arms.

"Thank god," Draco prayed to himself if those two couldn't love no one could.

a/n: Several reasons why Draco and Ron make such a good pairing. They're rivals, I am contrary to the idea that Draco is Harry's rival, Voldemort is Harry's, Drcao's is Ron. Harry only doesn't like Draco because he was friends with Ron, Draco and Ron already hadn't liked each other. So they have so much passion between them that it's easy seeing them in love. And one reason I practically like ferret's are not part of the rotten they're part of the weasel family cute concept hmm. I'd really like someone to take that concept and make it into a fanfic. It would be cute. I don't know perhaps.