Potions went, surprisingly, without incident since the double period was devoted to note taking. Professor Snape handed back the reports that most of the students failed, Draco receiving an E, naturally, and assigned another report that they were to get started on immediately.
Draco decided to switch lab partners to be with Pansy since Crabbe was constantly berating him about his sexuality. Plus, he knew Crabbe was always eyeing up Pansy's partner and vice versa so Snape agreed and they got to work on their research.
Seamus was looking at the time every other minute since his ex-boyfriend wanted to meet him after the class. He already consulted Fred and George on an excuse note for his next class because he was hopeful. Ron and Harry passed notes back and forth about Quidditch and Hermoine, who was still not talking to Harry and Ron for who knows why. Both of them received P's on their reports but that was mainly thanks to Hermoine so they agreed to study later on tonight just in case she still was mad.
The only one to get a detention was Neville who got caught writing a note to Dean about the rest of his adventures last night with the house elves.
After what seemed like an eternity, their time was up and by the time Snape finished his dismissal, half the class was already out of the dungeons. Seamus being the first, he quickly told Ron to wish him good luck and he complied. He watched the boy dash up the stairs, skipping two steps each time in excitement, and smiled.
"Don't just stand there with your gob all out…you coming to the library?" he poked the redhead who was watching Seamus. "Hermoine is most likely in there and I need to apologize," Harry whined.
"You don't need me to do that. Besides, I don't want to be there when you make up, well with you two it's more like 'make out' instead, yeah?" Ron replied, looking over his shoulder.
Harry smiled, "Heh, true. Well you know where to find me if she's not there or she just wants to study."
"Alright, I'll be there in a bit. I'm just gonna wait up for someone," Ron said, urging Harry along.
Harry raised his eyebrows, "Ooh I get it," he winked. "Well have fun with your new lover boy."
"Shut up or I'll make you the Boy Who Couldn't Fuck Anymore," Ron teased.
Harry turned his waist away and laughed, "Alright, alright. See you." Hermoine came out by this time and while she was walking away Harry grabbed onto her waist to slow her down. He tried to kiss her neck and walk up the stairs at the same time but failed by tripping a few times.
Ron laughed to himself at the pure hilarity of both the episode at hand and the fact that his two best friends were together for separate reasons and him being okay with it. His sight went back to the dungeon door, however, because he decided on what he wanted to talk about with Draco and if he wasn't willing to meet with him, he'd have to make him.
Soon enough he saw the blonde step out with Pansy going on about one of her questions. A suitable break in her rambling occurred and Ron cleared his throat. Draco turned around to see the Gryffindor and stared at him, "Something you want Weasel?" he spat out with his normal vicious manner.
"Mind if I have a word, Malfoy?" he asked politely.
"I remember how this started last time and I would not like it to finish with you advancing on me like you did so no," Draco curtly replied.
Ron folded his arms, "You initiated that conversation; need I remind you?"
"Well I am not initiating this one, nor do I want a conversation with you," he sneered. "Besides…"
"Besides, Draco has much better guys than you to be with, if that's what you're after," Pansy interrupted fuming. "Why don't you get involved with your little friends fuckship and not bother us," she inspected him skeptically.
"He already has a boyfriend, remember?" Draco added spitefully under his breath.
Pansy looked Ron down, "Whatever. Go to your own boy toy and don't cause any trouble with Draco," she responded protectively.
"Fuck, didn't know you needed a bodyguard, Malfoy. In that case, sod off then," Ron replied with a sneer to the two of them.
Draco shrugged smugly, "Fine, I won't have a problem with finding someone who will want to." The two ascended up the stairs, leaving Ron frustrated. Even though he wanted to just go to his room and complain about him to Harry, who would duel Draco any day, he decided to still see if he could talk to the Slytherin.
He decided to follow at a distance; waiting for the oaf he called a friend to leave him alone. The chance came when she went to the library for some extra Potions research. The way there, she kept on complaining about Ron to Draco, who seemingly was not as perturbed by the situation. He just nodded and looked off into the pictures occupying the walls.
Draco continued to stare off at the walls as he swaggered his way towards the Astronomy Tower. Ron saw his opportunity come as they passed a usually empty classroom. He quickly advanced on the blonde and pulled him into the classroom when he was looking at the opposite wall.
"Do I even need to guess, Weasley?" Draco drew out in the dark room, catching his breath.
Ron found a table and sat up on it, unfazed, "I take it your other flings don't attack you in the halls and drag you into classrooms…"
"No, they don't. They meet me in a suitable place and it is scheduled," Draco replied in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Precise even in your sex life," Ron nodded.
Draco headed to the door, "Yes and if I am not mistaken, I will be late for an 'appointment' so I shall be going…" he opened the door.
Ron quickly jumped down and shut the door again with his arm extending over Draco. "Surely you can spare a few minutes to chat," he suggested to the boy trapped between his body and the door.
"What is it Weasley? Come here to brag about your new boy? Why would I care?" Draco spat at the redhead above him.
Not moving, Ron looked at the Slytherin below him. Resisting taking in those snarling lips he responded, "Listen, we're not a couple. It was just for show."
"Needed boys to notice you Weasley? That's pretty low," Draco replied sneering.
"More the opposite, the only boys who wanted me wanted shameless flings. Plus Seamus wanted to make his boyfriend jealous," Ron answered, still not moving.
Draco ducked away from the door and stood in front of Ron who proceeded to lean back on the door to face Draco. "He wanted to make his boyfriend jealous with you?" Draco said in awe.
"Hey, it worked," Ron shrugged. "They're probably fucking this very minute."
Draco closed his eyes and put his hand up, "Didn't need to hear that, Weasley. Besides, I don't think you were just in it for the kissy faces and stupid gestures."
"What ever do you mean Malfoy?" Ron asked innocently, as if he didn't know anything.
Draco nodded and pursed his lips. "Right, I'm not going to act like I didn't see you two fucking in my room."
Ron mocked surprise, quite well actually, "What? You…you saw…us…"
"Yeah I did. What, you didn't see me?" Draco didn't catch the act.
"Um…I was being fucked Malfoy. It's kinda hard to think about things other than your orgasm at that time…" Ron reminded him.
Draco closed his eyes, trying not to imagine that scene again. "Right. Well…" he was having a hard time getting the images out of his head, feeling a sudden slight blush appear. "Why…why did you…you ask…" he was cursing himself to just spit it out already, "Why did you ask to talk? What did you need to talk about?" He quickly spoke.
"I just wanted to know what exactly you were planning on asking me about that other night before I kissed you in front of everyone," Ron said, shoving his hands in his pockets, suddenly feeling shy as Draco's cheeks blushed.
Draco put his hands on his hips, "How am I supposed to remember? You blew me off then embarrassed me in front of the entire bar…"
Ron rolled his eyes, interrupting, "Oh bullshit, it's the greatest thing that's ever happened to you."
"Great? I lost most of my friends to that stupid kiss!" Draco spat out.
"That Parkinson certainly seems to have a tight leash on you still…" Ron commented.
Draco sighed, releasing some of his anger; "Yeah well my father is also keeping watch on me because he doesn't want me to 'spoil our reputation'. Unlike your family, we have one to uphold."
"Oh and jumping around into different rooms every night with other poufs is going to 'uphold' that?" Ron replied biting back.
Draco sneered, "Well according to my father, 'the sooner I get it out of me, the better'. Besides, can you think of a better way to meet someone decent?"
Ron laughed at the question, "Decent? You think those boys who are just in it to fuck you once are going to be decent?" he posed.
Before he was going to start yelling back with remarks about the Weasley family being "decent", Draco stopped himself. Taking a breath, he sighed, realizing the real truth in his question. "True. Anyways I want to get going. Just…just leave me alone if all you plan on doing is berating me, alright?" he wearily replied.
"Wait, what?" Ron looked dumbfounded at the even-tempered blonde. "I'm not trying to berate you…"
"Well it's what we always do…did," Draco shrugged.
Ron looked at the Slytherin and straightened his posture against the door, "Why…would you want to change that?"
"I don't know," Draco replied. "You're too damn easy to pick on."
"Like you aren't you snobby rich slag?" Ron teased, uncrossing his arms.
"Slag?" Draco looked aback but was slightly angered, "May I remind you that you were the one who made all of the moves…"
Ron took a step closer, "Do I need to continue that tradition?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"No, because I really should be going. I'll be more fashionably late than normal," Draco answered disinterested, walking towards the door, sidestepping Ron.
"Come on, what's the difference? Action a staircase up or here? Less to travel…" Ron urged.
Draco snorted, "Like I want to give you yet another go? Don't flatter yourself Weasley." He opened the door but was stopped yet another time by Ron's arm.
Ron smiled, again trapping Draco between the door and himself, "I'll make it worth your while."