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Summary: Draco has Ron where he wants him. What will he do to him? Mwahahaha! Ron/Draco action!
Response To Reviews:
(viu)- I'm sorry. Here's a rope so you won't fall off the cliff. Draco will .... it's a surprise.
(Gothic-Lycanthrope)- Yes! I am cruel and evil! Mwahahahaha! ::cough:: sorry. Well, here's more ::grins::
(Aloh Dark)- Awesome? My story? I think you have me confused with someone else. :D
(daonegirluknew)- The best Ron/Draco? Wow, that's a complement I'm sure. Thanks much. :D Organized? Me? Hahaha. I'm just wacked up! Lol.
(Spookyslayer)- I can stop there because I am the writer! ::evil grin:: Oh, I'm glad you like the part in potions. I was really unsure of it. I guess it's good that I left it in then. Yes, poor Hermione. She should kill them both. But where would that leave us? :(
(Shadow Psi)- Interesting? Heh. More is what you get.
(I Heart DM 11)- I'm glad you have an account now. Thanks for the review. :) I hope it gets finished and showered with reviews as well. After all, they inspire me.
(Tigerlilly2063)- Haha! The book! I'm so glad you brought that up. You'll be finding out about that book in a chapter not so far away. :D You'll just have to wait and see if it was Draco or not.
(snapes gryffindor goddess)- You are about to see what happens next! Thanks for stopping by.
(Lady Akuma)- The simple mind part? ::looks back over last chapter:: Oh yeah, Ron does have a simple mind, doesn't he? :P But that's what makes him so darn cute. ::grins::
Now, on to the story!
Ch. 6 A Problem Solved
I guess Malfoy took no answer as some kind of affirmation. So, with a smirk playing on his lips, he took my hand and slowly led me to the bed. He sat down on the edge and pulled me down to kiss him. Our lips met and I felt his open to me, I let my tongue out to taste him. Surprisingly, he tasted a bit like strawberries and cake. I had expected something elegant, but I guess even a Malfoy smells like what he eats.
"Weasley," Draco said pulling back from me, "what are you thinking about?"
"What?" I asked surprised. Now, I may not have known much about sexual acts, but that didn't seem like the kind of question you ask while kissing.
Draco laughed. "You were obviously thinking about something. I know when someone's not giving me their full attention."
"Well," I said shaking my head in wonder, "I was thinking about your breath."
Draco smirked and pulled me closer to him. "Oh, and was it satisfactory?"
"I suppose it won't kill me."
Draco nodded and pressed his lips to my neck, slowly making a trail of wet kisses up to my ear. I bit back a moan, embarrassed at the noise in my throat.
"Come on Weasley, loosen up. You're supposed to enjoy making out."
"I know," I replied, irritated at his remark.
Draco shook his head and said, "You really haven't ever been with someone have you? I thought that was just a rumor."
I frowned and pulled back. "So? Just because I haven't been with everyone who's caught my eye doesn't mean ..."
"Okay, okay. Just shut up already. Enough talk."
Somehow he managed to flip us over so he was straddling my waist. His hands traced slowly up my stomach to my chest, where he lightly brushed his fingers across my nipples. I moaned and thrust my body towards him, wanting more of that warm touch.
"We'll get to that in a minute, Weasley. Quit being so impatient." Draco smirked and lowered his face to my collar bone. His lips parted and his tongue lashed out, touching the skin. Then with more wet kisses, Draco made his way slowly down to my now hard pecks. Teeth grazed over first one, then the other. I moaned loudly.
"Malfoy, that felt weird," I gasped.
Draco laughed. "Well, was it a good weird? Or was it a bad weird?"
I looked at him for a moment. "Both."
He shook his head and went back to my chest, making his way downward again. He didn't stop until he reached my bellybutton. His tongue delved deep down into it, pushing against the inner walls. I was surprised by how good this felt, and pushed myself towards him again without realizing what I was doing.
I could fell Draco's lips curve into a smirk against my skin, as he continued with his assault on my navel. I could feel myself growing hard inside my pants. I felt constrained. I had to get out. I wiggled uncomfortably at the tightness.
Draco looked up at me questioningly for a moment. Then he seemed to realize my situation. He pressed a finger to his lips. "Patience, Weasley." But he didn't make me wait. His fingers deftly found the button on my pants, then the zipper, and soon he was slowly pulling my pants down my legs until they were out of the way. He looked down at my boxers, or what was pushing against them. I realized he was sizing me up and my ears burned with embarrassment. He smirked.
"Not bad, for a Weasel."
I shook my head. Somehow, I doubted Draco could ever give me a straight out compliment. Without another word, Draco reached for the hem of my undergarment, and carefully began to pull it away. Then, he stopped.
"You know Weasel," he said slowly, "if you wanted to back out, now would be your last chance."
I nodded. I knew, but I didn't care. "Go on."
I hurried back to the common room, still pulling my robe onto my shoulders. After leaving the room with Malfoy, I had almost run into Snape. Not good. Well, luckily he seemed to be occupied with his thoughts, so I managed to get away. I could still feel Malfoy's cool skin on mine, which was burning hot. I couldn't seem to push the blonde boy out of my head. No, I didn't go "all the way" with him. I would have had to be crazy to. That is a big step, but we did fool around a good deal. I was exhausted afterwards, so I had to stay in that strange room for a little while. Strangely, Malfoy stayed as well. He had still been there when I left. Even more odd, was the fact that he hadn't said a word. Maybe he was disappointed that I hadn't given him my virginity. I didn't know, but I intended to find out. Now that Malfoy was involved with me I was determined to find out exactly why he wanted to be. I would find out, and if he wouldn't tell me by his own choice I would make him.
Harry was waiting for me on a big couch. "Hey Ron," he said with a small smile.
"Hey," I returned, sitting down beside him. "Why are you up so late?"
"I was looking for you. What were you doing out so late?"
I shrugged uncomfortably. "Nothing," I answered, trying to sound casual, "I was just taking a walk."
"Sure, Ron," He tilted his head slightly, studying me. Harry obviously did not believe what I had said. "Anyway, when I was talking to Hermione, she said that it's your turn to change the password. So, you should probably go and get that over with."
I nodded. "Yeah, I guess so." I was happy Harry had suggested this, because I didn't want to have to give another reason for being gone so long. So, I pulled myself up from the comfortable couch and headed back to the portrait. Just a quick trip outside wouldn't hurt anyone, even if it was way past bedtime.
When I pushed the Fat Lady forward, a yelp issued from the other side. I quickly walked through and looked down to see Hermione sitting on her bottom, rubbing her head. She looked up and frowned.
"I should have known. Who else would make the mistake of hitting someone in the head with a picture." She pulled herself up, ignoring my offered hand.
I looked at her a few moments warily. Finally I uttered a word. "Sorry." Then after a pause I went on. "I just came out to change the password."
"Oh. Well, what is it going to be?" She looked at me expectantly.
Then I realized that I hadn't thought of a new password. I shrugged. "I was just going to, erm, come up with something."
"That's what I thought. I'll change it for you tomorrow. I suppose it's not your fault that you're uncreative."
I frowned. "Hermione, I'm sorry. I..."
"Ron, I have no time to listen to this. It's late and I am very tired," Hermione interrupted as she started into the common room.
"Wait. Please just listen to me. I didn't mean for you to find out about me that way. Look, I can't help my sexuality, if that's what you're mad about. If it's Malfoy, then you should know that kiss was all him. It's not like I asked for it. He just pulled me to him. Yes, I did respond, but that was my first kiss, it had to be good. No, that's not why I kissed him back. I kissed him back because, well he's attractive, and male. I like males now, Hermione. I can't help it if he has powerful persuasion methods. I..." Okay, so I was rambling a bit, which explains why Hermione interrupted me.
"Ron, I'm not angry. Just hurt, and that hurt mixed with surprise made me believe I was angry with you, when really I was angry with myself." I cannot tell you how much she sounded like a psychiatrist at that moment.
I blinked. "So, you're not mad at me?"
Hermione sighed. "Ron, can't we just forget about this? I just had some silly crush on you, nothing more. The only permanent feelings I have for you are friendship. So, as long as you aren't planning on marrying that git, then I'm fine with you experimenting a little. You have my consent." She smiled slightly, as if the idea were funny. It was hilarious. I had her consent? Hah!
I nodded though. Starting another row with her would not be a good idea. "That's good. Oh, and it is just experimenting and stuff. Besides, that's Malfoy. He's barely even human."
We both laughed and headed for Gryffindor tower, trying to come up with a new password for The Fat Lady portrait.
I walked into the common room shaking my head. What an odd day it was turning out to be. Hermione waved to me and raced up into the girl's dormitory. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what she was up to. I was about to head up to my own dormitory room, when I spotted Harry sitting by the fire in a big comfy arm chair. I walked over to him and sat in a chair nearby.
"So, what's up?" I asked. I still felt bad about what had happened to Harry.
Harry looked up at me in surprise. I guess he hadn't known I was there. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking."
I ventured forward hesitantly. "About what?"
Harry sighed and looked at me. I almost gasped in shock. He looked somehow ten years older. He looked about us to make sure no one was listening, then looked back to me and spoke, "Ron, I'm so tired. I feel like the long day is drawing to a close. No, that's too poetic. I feel like everything inside me is being stretched beyond capability, and when it's all over, I'm not sure if anything will be left. I have so much left to do, so many problems to resolve. Do you know what I mean?"
"Yeah," I replied slowly. I had a few problems to resolve as well, most having to do with Malfoy. "I know how you're feeling, Harry. I know all too well."
I didn't really know that well what he meant, but I thought I did. Harry's situation and my situation were quite different. I think his was more important than mine in the long run, but both would be the life altering kind.
The next morning I woke up early. I was so happy it was Friday. Not to mention that we got to go to Hogsmeade the next day. I wondered what I'd be doing, if I'd be with Harry and Hermione, or Draco. Then, I started to think about what had happened between Malfoy and I. I decided that I had to talk to him. There were a few questions that had to be answered.
So, I got ready in a hurry and raced down to the common room. Hermione was already there. She suggested waiting for Harry, but I told her that I was going to go on. I had a few things to take care of. She nodded as if she understood and watched me race out of the room.
When I arrived at the Great Hall I looked around for Draco, in fact I had been looking for him on the way as well, but I hadn't seen him. He wasn't at breakfast yet obviously, so I took my seat and began to eat, waiting for him to show up. After a while Hermione and Harry took their seats, Harry beside me, and Hermione across from him, but Draco still hadn't shown up. I shrugged and joined in the conversation Harry and Seamus were having about Quidditch.
Well, Draco didn't show up at breakfast, but I didn't think too much of it. There was always class, and after class to talk. So, I made my way to Care of Magical Creatures with Harry and Hermione. Draco did show up there. I watched him as he made his way to Hagrid's Hut with Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. I shook my head. Even in sixth year, Draco hid behind those two bulky figures.
Our eyes met, and he shrugged. I didn't know what he meant by the gesture, but I guessed it wasn't anything lewd. Harry looked at me curiously. Hermione didn't seem to notice, she was having a quiet conversation with Hagrid. After a few minutes the two parted and Hermione walked over to stand by us. Hagrid made his way to the center of the class and announced the activities for the day.
"Today, were going to learn about the Occamy. Can anyone tell me what it is?" Hagrid asked looking around at the students.
Hermione's hand shot into the air. I looked over and saw Draco roll his eyes. "Only an idiot wouldn't know," he muttered.
"All right mister Malfoy. If you know so much, share it with the class." Hagrid said looking down at Draco.
Draco shrugged and looked at the half giant defiantly. I snickered. "It's a creature that's long and really protective of its eggs."
"That's correct. Anyone else? Hermione."
Hermione smiled. "The Occamy can grow to be up to fifteen feet long. It is found in the Far East and India.
Draco rolled his eyes again and said something about Hermione being a big mouthed show off. I shook my head. Some people could be so stupid at times.
After Hagrid brought out some pictures of the animal, and Hermione gave us more in depth details about it, Hagrid released us for the day. I sighed. Finally! I looked over to see Draco already gathering his books to go. He looked like he was in a hurry. I wasn't planning on letting him get away that fast. We had to talk, I was determined.
"I'll see you two later," I said to Harry and Hermione as I ran after the Slytherin.
I caught up to him quickly with my long legs. "Malfoy! Oi, Malfoy!"
He stopped and turned around. "Weasel, what do you want? Are you following me?" He sounded almost amused.
I fumed. "No, I just needed to talk to you for a moment."
"But you were still following me, right?" He smirked and turned away. "Come on. We can't talk out here."
Crabbe and Goyle looked a little surprised when Draco waved them away and began walking. I sneered at the two hulking bullies, then followed the smug git. He led me into Hogwarts and then to an empty classroom. After shutting the door behind me, I turned to find him sitting on the edge of the professor's desk.
I sighed. "How do you always know which one of the classrooms are empty? And who's classroom is this anyway?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "I shouldn't tell you, but since you insist, I will. First of all, this classroom isn't being used because it doesn't belong to any Professor. Second, it hasn't been used in at least five years. I found that out in my first year. I suppose Gryffindors aren't clever enough to discover such things. Oh, and lastly, you're a stupid bugger."
"Hey!" I yelled, fists clenching at my sides. I stopped and tried to cool myself down. If I wanted to get anywhere, I couldn't lose my temper. "Why do you have to go and say things like that?"
He shook his head. "Because I can. Oh, and Weasel, you ask way too many dumb questions. We should get to the point. You go first. What do you want?"
I sighed as I made my way over to a desk near the front of the classroom, then sat down. "Okay. I had a few things I wanted to talk to you about."
"Obviously," he stated, jumping off the desk. He smirked and slowly made his way towards me.
"I wasn't finished yet," I replied hotly. He shrugged and pulled a chair close to me. I waited for him to sit down before I started talking again. "I was thinking earlier about that night, when I found out about you. I was wondering what ever happened to that boy."
Draco's eyes widened briefly before he returned to his usual smug look. "So, you saw him too. Well, if you really want to know, I suppose I can tell you. You see, he was questioning his sexuality and I found this out through my cunning observations. Anyway, I was helping him identify himself, but I think Snape might have scared him away from trying to figure it out. He avoided me after that night."
"So, he just accepted the end of your relationship? Without a word?"
"For one thing, Weasley, it was just sex. And for another, when I went to talk to him about it, he seemed happy that I wanted it over. I think Snape must have scared him senseless."
"Aren't you afraid he'll squeal about you?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.
"No."
I couldn't help but frown. "Well, why not?"
Draco sighed and leaned close to me. "Because I had a good, long talk with him." I looked at him warily at hearing this. What had Malfoy told him? Draco rolled his eyes at the look on my face. "He knows that if anyone were to figure out what he knows about me, they'd find out about him as well. Ravenclaws are so easy to manipulate when it comes to the reputation of their morals."
I nodded. "Okay."
"Anything else, Weasel, or was that it?"
"One more," I said holding up one finger for emphasis. "Why did you want to fool around with me?"
Draco sighed. "You just don't give up, do you?" I shook my head, and he continued. "Fine, I'll tell you. Because it was fun."
"What was fun?" I asked, getting ready for an insult.
"Teasing you. Getting you riled up. It was just another way to get on your nerves. Just like when I talk about your family. I never intended to actually do anything with you, but the more I played with you, the more I wanted to. I'm determined, Weasley, to take you. One way or another, I'm going to have sex with you."
My eyes bulged at this. I was too astounded to beat him up for what he had just said, or to be angry at the comment about my family. Was this the truth? Or was he saying it just to piss me off? Why was this boy so confusing? He smirked at the befuddlement on my face.
"So," he said casually standing and straightening his robes. "Are we going to have some fun at Hogsmeade this weekend, or shall I invite someone else?"
I glared at him. "Fuck off."
"Sorry, don't have time. Unlike you, I have work to do. I plan to pass my classes. So, you coming?"
"Sure."
He smirked in triumph. "Good. I'll send you directions to where we'll meet. Can't have anyone see us together, can we?"
I watched him as he made his way for the door. Then, I suddenly remembered something. "Wait! Didn't you have something to tell me?"
Draco shrugged. "It can wait until we next meet. Later." With that he walked out the door, leaving me in silence. What had I gotten myself into? Hogsmeade weekend with Malfoy. Oh boy.
Okay, there's the sixth chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. And keep in mind that this story is from Ron's point of view, so please direct all flames towards him. ::grins:: Thank you. Oh, and review. It keeps me and my muse inspired. :D Oh, and last time I left my email it screwed it up for some reason. I tried to fix it, but oh well. It's Rebbie(underscore)girl(underscore)me(at)yahoo.com. Let's see if this works, or if ya'll can even understand it. Or you can keep it simple and just review here. :D Oh, and if anyone notices any mistakes please tell me. My beta didn't get to the last part of the chapter, but I looked over it a few times, so it should be at least okay.
-Rebbie
Summary: Draco has Ron where he wants him. What will he do to him? Mwahahaha! Ron/Draco action!
Response To Reviews:
(viu)- I'm sorry. Here's a rope so you won't fall off the cliff. Draco will .... it's a surprise.
(Gothic-Lycanthrope)- Yes! I am cruel and evil! Mwahahahaha! ::cough:: sorry. Well, here's more ::grins::
(Aloh Dark)- Awesome? My story? I think you have me confused with someone else. :D
(daonegirluknew)- The best Ron/Draco? Wow, that's a complement I'm sure. Thanks much. :D Organized? Me? Hahaha. I'm just wacked up! Lol.
(Spookyslayer)- I can stop there because I am the writer! ::evil grin:: Oh, I'm glad you like the part in potions. I was really unsure of it. I guess it's good that I left it in then. Yes, poor Hermione. She should kill them both. But where would that leave us? :(
(Shadow Psi)- Interesting? Heh. More is what you get.
(I Heart DM 11)- I'm glad you have an account now. Thanks for the review. :) I hope it gets finished and showered with reviews as well. After all, they inspire me.
(Tigerlilly2063)- Haha! The book! I'm so glad you brought that up. You'll be finding out about that book in a chapter not so far away. :D You'll just have to wait and see if it was Draco or not.
(snapes gryffindor goddess)- You are about to see what happens next! Thanks for stopping by.
(Lady Akuma)- The simple mind part? ::looks back over last chapter:: Oh yeah, Ron does have a simple mind, doesn't he? :P But that's what makes him so darn cute. ::grins::
Now, on to the story!
Ch. 6 A Problem Solved
I guess Malfoy took no answer as some kind of affirmation. So, with a smirk playing on his lips, he took my hand and slowly led me to the bed. He sat down on the edge and pulled me down to kiss him. Our lips met and I felt his open to me, I let my tongue out to taste him. Surprisingly, he tasted a bit like strawberries and cake. I had expected something elegant, but I guess even a Malfoy smells like what he eats.
"Weasley," Draco said pulling back from me, "what are you thinking about?"
"What?" I asked surprised. Now, I may not have known much about sexual acts, but that didn't seem like the kind of question you ask while kissing.
Draco laughed. "You were obviously thinking about something. I know when someone's not giving me their full attention."
"Well," I said shaking my head in wonder, "I was thinking about your breath."
Draco smirked and pulled me closer to him. "Oh, and was it satisfactory?"
"I suppose it won't kill me."
Draco nodded and pressed his lips to my neck, slowly making a trail of wet kisses up to my ear. I bit back a moan, embarrassed at the noise in my throat.
"Come on Weasley, loosen up. You're supposed to enjoy making out."
"I know," I replied, irritated at his remark.
Draco shook his head and said, "You really haven't ever been with someone have you? I thought that was just a rumor."
I frowned and pulled back. "So? Just because I haven't been with everyone who's caught my eye doesn't mean ..."
"Okay, okay. Just shut up already. Enough talk."
Somehow he managed to flip us over so he was straddling my waist. His hands traced slowly up my stomach to my chest, where he lightly brushed his fingers across my nipples. I moaned and thrust my body towards him, wanting more of that warm touch.
"We'll get to that in a minute, Weasley. Quit being so impatient." Draco smirked and lowered his face to my collar bone. His lips parted and his tongue lashed out, touching the skin. Then with more wet kisses, Draco made his way slowly down to my now hard pecks. Teeth grazed over first one, then the other. I moaned loudly.
"Malfoy, that felt weird," I gasped.
Draco laughed. "Well, was it a good weird? Or was it a bad weird?"
I looked at him for a moment. "Both."
He shook his head and went back to my chest, making his way downward again. He didn't stop until he reached my bellybutton. His tongue delved deep down into it, pushing against the inner walls. I was surprised by how good this felt, and pushed myself towards him again without realizing what I was doing.
I could fell Draco's lips curve into a smirk against my skin, as he continued with his assault on my navel. I could feel myself growing hard inside my pants. I felt constrained. I had to get out. I wiggled uncomfortably at the tightness.
Draco looked up at me questioningly for a moment. Then he seemed to realize my situation. He pressed a finger to his lips. "Patience, Weasley." But he didn't make me wait. His fingers deftly found the button on my pants, then the zipper, and soon he was slowly pulling my pants down my legs until they were out of the way. He looked down at my boxers, or what was pushing against them. I realized he was sizing me up and my ears burned with embarrassment. He smirked.
"Not bad, for a Weasel."
I shook my head. Somehow, I doubted Draco could ever give me a straight out compliment. Without another word, Draco reached for the hem of my undergarment, and carefully began to pull it away. Then, he stopped.
"You know Weasel," he said slowly, "if you wanted to back out, now would be your last chance."
I nodded. I knew, but I didn't care. "Go on."
I hurried back to the common room, still pulling my robe onto my shoulders. After leaving the room with Malfoy, I had almost run into Snape. Not good. Well, luckily he seemed to be occupied with his thoughts, so I managed to get away. I could still feel Malfoy's cool skin on mine, which was burning hot. I couldn't seem to push the blonde boy out of my head. No, I didn't go "all the way" with him. I would have had to be crazy to. That is a big step, but we did fool around a good deal. I was exhausted afterwards, so I had to stay in that strange room for a little while. Strangely, Malfoy stayed as well. He had still been there when I left. Even more odd, was the fact that he hadn't said a word. Maybe he was disappointed that I hadn't given him my virginity. I didn't know, but I intended to find out. Now that Malfoy was involved with me I was determined to find out exactly why he wanted to be. I would find out, and if he wouldn't tell me by his own choice I would make him.
Harry was waiting for me on a big couch. "Hey Ron," he said with a small smile.
"Hey," I returned, sitting down beside him. "Why are you up so late?"
"I was looking for you. What were you doing out so late?"
I shrugged uncomfortably. "Nothing," I answered, trying to sound casual, "I was just taking a walk."
"Sure, Ron," He tilted his head slightly, studying me. Harry obviously did not believe what I had said. "Anyway, when I was talking to Hermione, she said that it's your turn to change the password. So, you should probably go and get that over with."
I nodded. "Yeah, I guess so." I was happy Harry had suggested this, because I didn't want to have to give another reason for being gone so long. So, I pulled myself up from the comfortable couch and headed back to the portrait. Just a quick trip outside wouldn't hurt anyone, even if it was way past bedtime.
When I pushed the Fat Lady forward, a yelp issued from the other side. I quickly walked through and looked down to see Hermione sitting on her bottom, rubbing her head. She looked up and frowned.
"I should have known. Who else would make the mistake of hitting someone in the head with a picture." She pulled herself up, ignoring my offered hand.
I looked at her a few moments warily. Finally I uttered a word. "Sorry." Then after a pause I went on. "I just came out to change the password."
"Oh. Well, what is it going to be?" She looked at me expectantly.
Then I realized that I hadn't thought of a new password. I shrugged. "I was just going to, erm, come up with something."
"That's what I thought. I'll change it for you tomorrow. I suppose it's not your fault that you're uncreative."
I frowned. "Hermione, I'm sorry. I..."
"Ron, I have no time to listen to this. It's late and I am very tired," Hermione interrupted as she started into the common room.
"Wait. Please just listen to me. I didn't mean for you to find out about me that way. Look, I can't help my sexuality, if that's what you're mad about. If it's Malfoy, then you should know that kiss was all him. It's not like I asked for it. He just pulled me to him. Yes, I did respond, but that was my first kiss, it had to be good. No, that's not why I kissed him back. I kissed him back because, well he's attractive, and male. I like males now, Hermione. I can't help it if he has powerful persuasion methods. I..." Okay, so I was rambling a bit, which explains why Hermione interrupted me.
"Ron, I'm not angry. Just hurt, and that hurt mixed with surprise made me believe I was angry with you, when really I was angry with myself." I cannot tell you how much she sounded like a psychiatrist at that moment.
I blinked. "So, you're not mad at me?"
Hermione sighed. "Ron, can't we just forget about this? I just had some silly crush on you, nothing more. The only permanent feelings I have for you are friendship. So, as long as you aren't planning on marrying that git, then I'm fine with you experimenting a little. You have my consent." She smiled slightly, as if the idea were funny. It was hilarious. I had her consent? Hah!
I nodded though. Starting another row with her would not be a good idea. "That's good. Oh, and it is just experimenting and stuff. Besides, that's Malfoy. He's barely even human."
We both laughed and headed for Gryffindor tower, trying to come up with a new password for The Fat Lady portrait.
I walked into the common room shaking my head. What an odd day it was turning out to be. Hermione waved to me and raced up into the girl's dormitory. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what she was up to. I was about to head up to my own dormitory room, when I spotted Harry sitting by the fire in a big comfy arm chair. I walked over to him and sat in a chair nearby.
"So, what's up?" I asked. I still felt bad about what had happened to Harry.
Harry looked up at me in surprise. I guess he hadn't known I was there. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking."
I ventured forward hesitantly. "About what?"
Harry sighed and looked at me. I almost gasped in shock. He looked somehow ten years older. He looked about us to make sure no one was listening, then looked back to me and spoke, "Ron, I'm so tired. I feel like the long day is drawing to a close. No, that's too poetic. I feel like everything inside me is being stretched beyond capability, and when it's all over, I'm not sure if anything will be left. I have so much left to do, so many problems to resolve. Do you know what I mean?"
"Yeah," I replied slowly. I had a few problems to resolve as well, most having to do with Malfoy. "I know how you're feeling, Harry. I know all too well."
I didn't really know that well what he meant, but I thought I did. Harry's situation and my situation were quite different. I think his was more important than mine in the long run, but both would be the life altering kind.
The next morning I woke up early. I was so happy it was Friday. Not to mention that we got to go to Hogsmeade the next day. I wondered what I'd be doing, if I'd be with Harry and Hermione, or Draco. Then, I started to think about what had happened between Malfoy and I. I decided that I had to talk to him. There were a few questions that had to be answered.
So, I got ready in a hurry and raced down to the common room. Hermione was already there. She suggested waiting for Harry, but I told her that I was going to go on. I had a few things to take care of. She nodded as if she understood and watched me race out of the room.
When I arrived at the Great Hall I looked around for Draco, in fact I had been looking for him on the way as well, but I hadn't seen him. He wasn't at breakfast yet obviously, so I took my seat and began to eat, waiting for him to show up. After a while Hermione and Harry took their seats, Harry beside me, and Hermione across from him, but Draco still hadn't shown up. I shrugged and joined in the conversation Harry and Seamus were having about Quidditch.
Well, Draco didn't show up at breakfast, but I didn't think too much of it. There was always class, and after class to talk. So, I made my way to Care of Magical Creatures with Harry and Hermione. Draco did show up there. I watched him as he made his way to Hagrid's Hut with Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. I shook my head. Even in sixth year, Draco hid behind those two bulky figures.
Our eyes met, and he shrugged. I didn't know what he meant by the gesture, but I guessed it wasn't anything lewd. Harry looked at me curiously. Hermione didn't seem to notice, she was having a quiet conversation with Hagrid. After a few minutes the two parted and Hermione walked over to stand by us. Hagrid made his way to the center of the class and announced the activities for the day.
"Today, were going to learn about the Occamy. Can anyone tell me what it is?" Hagrid asked looking around at the students.
Hermione's hand shot into the air. I looked over and saw Draco roll his eyes. "Only an idiot wouldn't know," he muttered.
"All right mister Malfoy. If you know so much, share it with the class." Hagrid said looking down at Draco.
Draco shrugged and looked at the half giant defiantly. I snickered. "It's a creature that's long and really protective of its eggs."
"That's correct. Anyone else? Hermione."
Hermione smiled. "The Occamy can grow to be up to fifteen feet long. It is found in the Far East and India.
Draco rolled his eyes again and said something about Hermione being a big mouthed show off. I shook my head. Some people could be so stupid at times.
After Hagrid brought out some pictures of the animal, and Hermione gave us more in depth details about it, Hagrid released us for the day. I sighed. Finally! I looked over to see Draco already gathering his books to go. He looked like he was in a hurry. I wasn't planning on letting him get away that fast. We had to talk, I was determined.
"I'll see you two later," I said to Harry and Hermione as I ran after the Slytherin.
I caught up to him quickly with my long legs. "Malfoy! Oi, Malfoy!"
He stopped and turned around. "Weasel, what do you want? Are you following me?" He sounded almost amused.
I fumed. "No, I just needed to talk to you for a moment."
"But you were still following me, right?" He smirked and turned away. "Come on. We can't talk out here."
Crabbe and Goyle looked a little surprised when Draco waved them away and began walking. I sneered at the two hulking bullies, then followed the smug git. He led me into Hogwarts and then to an empty classroom. After shutting the door behind me, I turned to find him sitting on the edge of the professor's desk.
I sighed. "How do you always know which one of the classrooms are empty? And who's classroom is this anyway?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "I shouldn't tell you, but since you insist, I will. First of all, this classroom isn't being used because it doesn't belong to any Professor. Second, it hasn't been used in at least five years. I found that out in my first year. I suppose Gryffindors aren't clever enough to discover such things. Oh, and lastly, you're a stupid bugger."
"Hey!" I yelled, fists clenching at my sides. I stopped and tried to cool myself down. If I wanted to get anywhere, I couldn't lose my temper. "Why do you have to go and say things like that?"
He shook his head. "Because I can. Oh, and Weasel, you ask way too many dumb questions. We should get to the point. You go first. What do you want?"
I sighed as I made my way over to a desk near the front of the classroom, then sat down. "Okay. I had a few things I wanted to talk to you about."
"Obviously," he stated, jumping off the desk. He smirked and slowly made his way towards me.
"I wasn't finished yet," I replied hotly. He shrugged and pulled a chair close to me. I waited for him to sit down before I started talking again. "I was thinking earlier about that night, when I found out about you. I was wondering what ever happened to that boy."
Draco's eyes widened briefly before he returned to his usual smug look. "So, you saw him too. Well, if you really want to know, I suppose I can tell you. You see, he was questioning his sexuality and I found this out through my cunning observations. Anyway, I was helping him identify himself, but I think Snape might have scared him away from trying to figure it out. He avoided me after that night."
"So, he just accepted the end of your relationship? Without a word?"
"For one thing, Weasley, it was just sex. And for another, when I went to talk to him about it, he seemed happy that I wanted it over. I think Snape must have scared him senseless."
"Aren't you afraid he'll squeal about you?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.
"No."
I couldn't help but frown. "Well, why not?"
Draco sighed and leaned close to me. "Because I had a good, long talk with him." I looked at him warily at hearing this. What had Malfoy told him? Draco rolled his eyes at the look on my face. "He knows that if anyone were to figure out what he knows about me, they'd find out about him as well. Ravenclaws are so easy to manipulate when it comes to the reputation of their morals."
I nodded. "Okay."
"Anything else, Weasel, or was that it?"
"One more," I said holding up one finger for emphasis. "Why did you want to fool around with me?"
Draco sighed. "You just don't give up, do you?" I shook my head, and he continued. "Fine, I'll tell you. Because it was fun."
"What was fun?" I asked, getting ready for an insult.
"Teasing you. Getting you riled up. It was just another way to get on your nerves. Just like when I talk about your family. I never intended to actually do anything with you, but the more I played with you, the more I wanted to. I'm determined, Weasley, to take you. One way or another, I'm going to have sex with you."
My eyes bulged at this. I was too astounded to beat him up for what he had just said, or to be angry at the comment about my family. Was this the truth? Or was he saying it just to piss me off? Why was this boy so confusing? He smirked at the befuddlement on my face.
"So," he said casually standing and straightening his robes. "Are we going to have some fun at Hogsmeade this weekend, or shall I invite someone else?"
I glared at him. "Fuck off."
"Sorry, don't have time. Unlike you, I have work to do. I plan to pass my classes. So, you coming?"
"Sure."
He smirked in triumph. "Good. I'll send you directions to where we'll meet. Can't have anyone see us together, can we?"
I watched him as he made his way for the door. Then, I suddenly remembered something. "Wait! Didn't you have something to tell me?"
Draco shrugged. "It can wait until we next meet. Later." With that he walked out the door, leaving me in silence. What had I gotten myself into? Hogsmeade weekend with Malfoy. Oh boy.
Okay, there's the sixth chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. And keep in mind that this story is from Ron's point of view, so please direct all flames towards him. ::grins:: Thank you. Oh, and review. It keeps me and my muse inspired. :D Oh, and last time I left my email it screwed it up for some reason. I tried to fix it, but oh well. It's Rebbie(underscore)girl(underscore)me(at)yahoo.com. Let's see if this works, or if ya'll can even understand it. Or you can keep it simple and just review here. :D Oh, and if anyone notices any mistakes please tell me. My beta didn't get to the last part of the chapter, but I looked over it a few times, so it should be at least okay.
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