So here we go! 3 long days in waiting...heh heh.

I have brought you lovely people the 3 chapters I promised plus 2 more because you review and are all so nice!

I thought I was all done at first, typing chapters 13 and 14...but I forgot I still had 11 and 12 to do! That would have been confusing...

I can't believe I've written this much for one fic...this is 3 times longer than my previous largest fic!

Cassie x

Chapter 10

Hermoine quickly wiped away the rest of her erasure marks as Professor Sprout demanded the tests and dismissed the class.

Draco had been itching to get out of that room since he finished 10 minutes ago. Handing in his test first, he exited and hoped not to see the redhead he'd just spent an entire period undressing in his mind. He decided that he definitely had enough of the sheer torture of the boy who had still been his enemy just this morning.

Draco also decided that he would still go on his "fuck date" tonight with that fifth year Ravenclaw. Anything to get his mind off Ron and the freckled skin he so eagerly kissed and sucked, tracing the few on his creamy chest with his tongue. Exploring a whole new realm of the boy he was taught to hate.

It certainly wasn't feelings of hate though in Draco's mind. Words of hate didn't formulate. In fact, it were words with the most passion and feeling he'd ever spilt during sex.

Sure, nothing that would make him appear weak or love struck, but the amorous moans said plenty. The fact that they were not only received, but reciprocated was reason enough to scare Draco away. A feeling not familiar to him was love, as frightening to him as a spider was to Ron, and he had to try and get away from it before he too would get caught up in its web.

The debacle during the test was also one to forget. Draco thought that with all that had happened earlier and then helping Ron out of trouble, with everyone watching, led Ron to believe that it meant more to him than Draco showed it to be. The foot going up his leg was to tease his bruised ego and to mock it.

He hoped he was wrong; Ron was always the caring, stick-by-your-friend type. Then again, the almost creepy spark in those fiery blue eyes Draco stared into as his body was being captured was unlike anything he's seen in him before.

His feet carried him through the main corridor and down the staircase ever so closer to his last class of the day, Defense Against the Dark Arts. Before he could turn the last corner, however, a hand pulled on his robes. Taking 3 guesses in his mind and hoping it wasn't Percy, he tried to turn around.

The hand suddenly on his back, pushing him, interrupted his efforts. Before his feet could stabilize, he was in a deserted Muggle Studies classroom.

Turning around, he saw red hair bursting through the darkened room. Still not sure what to make of it, he peered closer. The hair was not curly and standing straight up so he elicited a sigh of relief.

Instead, it was the shaggy bright orange locks of Ron.

Draco, trying to play it cool, sat on top of a table, giving him his best smug look. Before he realized, the red hair and the body accompanying were right in front of him.

"Weasl..." was all Draco could get out before the other boy's lips assaulted him fiercely. Straining to be closer, Ron wedged his body between Draco's legs and wrapped his arm around Draco's back.

Ensuring the other's stability, Ron licked Draco's lower lip as to get permission to enter. Draco more than willingly obeyed after becoming aware of the surprising kiss, a moan releasing as Ron opened the blonde's mouth.

After being caught up in the lip nibbling, tongue wrestling and hands roaming freely, Draco abruptly ended the kiss, snapping back into reality. The nearly black pupils of Ron's eyes widened slightly.

"What..." Draco hissed, pausing to breathe, "was that about, Weasel?"

"I...I wanted to make the saving from detention thing up to you," Ron replied, with a lower toned voice than normal. His hands slid down Draco's chest and settled on his thighs.

Draco smirked, "Well, I did get you in that detention earlier..."

"You said I owe you, besides," Ron said, leaning in for another kiss.

Draco complied momentarily as Ron's hand unzipped his pants and pulled them down slightly while kissing down his neck. When Ron reached Draco's collarbone he let up and lowered his head to Draco's waist.

In absence of Ron's hair blocking his vision, the bright clock was staring straight at Draco, relaying that in 2 minutes they were going to be late for DADA.

"Wait," Draco said seriously before the redhead could do anything. Ron's head lifted and cocked to the left in confusion.

"We're going to be late," he said, jumping down from the table. "Meet me at the Astronomy Tower at midnight tonight," Draco ordered as he abruptly left Ron, fastening his jeans as he went.