Early, can you believe it? Two days early to be exact! I finished writing this last night and, by the way, this is the third version of this chapter. Changed it around just last night. I stole bits from the previous versions so it may seem a bit choppy.

Now, this weekend-Weight-a-rama. Next weekend-Nationals baby!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything related to Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Goddess J.K.Rowling. Freesia op.2 belongs to my beloved Gackt-san. Aburey and Fwella do belong to me. Please don't steal them or I'll cry and most probably hurt you.

Warning: OOC!Draco. Will be Draco/Ron slash.

And since I'm a copy/paste whore, I haven't forgotten this.

"blah" Regular speech

/blah/ Fwella speech.

"blah" Mermaid speech.

None of what I try to use to separate works! (Cries) (-) Will now be my lame separator.

Oh, and this hasn't been reread in anyway, so, please point out my mistakes. I may just fight off the lazy and fix it up then.

Freesia op.2 by Aloh Dark

"Where were you?" Blaise asked as Draco stood next to him.

"Remember what we talked about this morning?" Draco asked.

"Yeah."

"I thought more about it. I just needed the time to think."
"And what'd you come up with?" Blaise asked.

"That I am really confused about everything." Draco said.

Blaise smirked and leaned closer to Draco. "Someone's watching you."

"Who?" Draco asked, looking around.

"Weasel. He keeps shooting glances our way." Blaise said.

Draco smirked. "Give me a sec to give him something to think about. Crabbe, Goyle. Come." The two followed Draco as he made his way over to the trio of Gryffindors.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked.

Draco smirked at him. "Excuse me while I take Weasley. He and I need to discuss something."

"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron asked calmly.

"A word. In private." Draco said with a devious grin.

"Right now?" Ron asked, avoiding Harry and Hermione's eyes.

"Yes. Right now." Draco said. "Stay and keep them company." He said to Crabbe and Goyle.

Draco walked off a little ways away from the groups of students and knew that Ron would follow him without having to turn around. When they were out of ear shot Draco stopped.

"Draco, what is it?" Ron asked softly.

"Are you still upset about yesterday?" Draco said just as softly. His face was still in a sneer but his eyes shown his sincerity.

Ron blushed. "No, it's okay. I needed to tell someone that before I exploded at Harry and Hermione."

"Yes, wouldn't want to upset them, now would we?" Draco said bitterly.

"Draco." Ron said flatly.

"I don't like them and I'm not hiding that fact." Draco said. "Oh, and I still have your coat."

"I was wondering what happened to it." Ron said.

"Now we just have to figure out how to get it back to you." Draco said before walking back to Crabbe and Goyle.

Ron stood still for a moment before following Draco. He walked back to his spot between Harry and Hermione, still avoiding their gazes. He watched Draco walk away with his cronies. He was surprised when Draco suddenly turned and walked back up to him.

Draco stood on tip-toe and whispered loudly into his ear. "I told you the truth last night before you left." He turned and walked back to his spot next to Blaise.

"What'd you say?" Blaise asked with a grin. Draco had his own satisfied grin on his face.

Harry and Hermione were angrily asking Ron what was going on and the red head was blushing and avoiding answering the questions.

Draco laughed to himself. "Nothing that you need to know." Ron gave him an angry, accusing look before turning back to Harry and Hermione. "But he's definitely has something to keep his mind busy now."

"Malfoy!" Hagrid called out as he walked towards his waiting students. "A word after class."

"Yes sir." Draco said, knowing what Hagrid wanted to talk about.

Class went by uneventfully. Hagrid decided that instead of starting a new creature, they'd just review past creatures and creatures they'd be going over. It wasn't a very interesting class since they weren't actually doing anything.

"Right, and next week we're having a guest. A beauty named Fwella will be coming to talk to all my classes. Think you'll like her. Pegasus' are always interesting to talk with." Hagrid said just as the dismissal bell rang.

Ron went straight to Draco. "So that's why she'll be here."

"Why else would she come? Pets that big aren't allowed." Draco said.

"You could've just told me the truth." Ron said.

"And where would the fun in that be?" Draco asked before walking over to Hagrid.

(-)

"Alright Ronald Weasley, you tell us what's going on right now!" Hermione said fiercely after she pushed Ron into an abandoned class room.

Harry closed the door behind them. "What's going on Ron?" He asked. "First the incident on the Platform, now this. What's going on with you and Malfoy?"
Ron walked over to the windows. "Nothing. Nothing's going on between us."

"Nothing? First your nice to each other on the platform and he even gave you something!" Harry yelled. "Now you're going off alone together to talk! What's going on?"

"First off, the gift was from Fwella not him." Ron said, looking at them. "She's real nice. Funny too. You'll love her when she comes."

"Don't change the subject." Hermione snapped. "How is it that both you and Malfoy know her?"

Ron fought his blush but it dusted his cheeks. "She's his."
"What! Your getting gifts from something that belongs to Malfoy!" Harry asked. "And you're keeping them!"

"What!" Ron demanded. "She wouldn't do anything to hurt me! She's not like that!"

"But what about Malfoy? That evil bastard would do anything to get at us!" Harry yelled.

"Ron, he's done nothing more than make our lives miserable from day one." Hermione told him.

Ron turned bright red with anger he fought to keep down at a manageable level. As soon as he opened his mouth he knew he'd lost the fight. "You ever think that maybe he doesn't want to be who he is? You ever stop a minute and drag your heads out of arse and think about what might make someone else tick? You don't what lengths Draco goes through to just be himself sometimes!"

Harry and Hermione stared at the heavily breathing red head dumbfounded. It took them a few moments to comprehend what their friend had just yelled at them. Even after that they were still sure that they hadn't heard right.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. "It's Malfoy. Son of a Death Eater that tried to kill us!" He yelled.

"You called him Draco." Hermione muttered. "You called him Draco!" She accused.

Ron turned his head away. "So? He's really nothing like a Malfoy should be. He's not like his father at all." He said quietly.

"How would you know?" Harry asked.

Ron shrugged, a small smile on his face as he thought of all the time they spent together. "I just do."

"What happened over the summer, Ron?" Hermione asked.

Ron looked at her, his face blank. "I won't tell you. Just like he won't tell." He said softly. "We've got class. We're going to be late." With that, he left the room.

"Ron! This conversation isn't over!" Hermione yelled as she followed him out.

Ron turned but kept walking. "Yes it Hermione. Because you won't get me to tell anything. I've already said to much as it is."

"What in bloody hell is wrong with you?" Harry yelled as he ran after his friend. "You've been acting weird all summer! What's wrong with you?" He put his hand on Ron's shoulder.

Ron shrugged it off violently. "Harry. Just, please. I don't know and I really don't care right now. It feels right and that's all I can say." He near whispered. "Now let's get to class."

Harry exchanged a look with Hermione before following the red head.

(-)

Draco looked around him making sure no one was around. He carefully walked up to the lakes edge, his shoes and robe on the ground and his pants rolled up as far as they would go. He walked into the cool water as far as he dared before stopping. He stuck his wand tip into the water, stirring it in a counter clockwise motion three times before muttering a spell.

The water glowed orange for a moment before it became still and glassy. He tapped it three times while saying another spell. Once he was done the glassy circle rose into the air and followed him back to shore. He sat down on a rock and looked into the water window before him.

"Grygru." Draco said into it. "Grygru! I know you're around, so answer me." He waited a moment and a grinning face appeared in the water.

Draco said into it. He waited a moment and a grinning face appeared in the water.

"My love! I never thought I'd see you this soon! You're usually gone a week or more before you call me." Grygru said cheerfully. He looked around. "I see you thankfully don't have that ugly red head with you."

"No, I'm alone. We can't be seen in public together. We're supposed to hate each other." Draco explained. "How are things back there?"

"Wait, why do you hate each other?" Grygru asked.

Grygru said cheerfully. He looked around. Draco explained. Grygru asked.

"Well, the most recent reason would have to be my father tried to kill him at the end of last year. Other than that, I've made his life a living hell because of my father." Draco told him.

"Oh, so he's that boy." Grygru said in accented English. "I don't like red hair. Now blond, better."

Draco laughed. "That's only because you want me."

Grygru smiled. "I like your tan lines."

Draco laughed loudly at Grygru's wink. "I don't have tan lines."

"I'd find some." Grygru told him with a nod.

Draco mocked rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I need to know how Fwella's doing and how things at the house are."

"Fwella is at the island every day. She misses you, like always. I have heard nothing about things at the house. I suppose that is a good thing."

"I'd think so. Thanks. Now, weren't you chasing some tail last time we swam together?" Draco said.

"Draco, what are you doing?" Blaise's voice cut through the air.

Draco jumped slightly and turned to his house mate. "Talking to a friend. Would you like to meet him?"

"Uh, sure." Blaise said, walking over to the rock. He sat next to Draco and looked at the merman in shock. "Hello."

Grygru smiled. "Hello pretty one. May I do naughty things with you while the stars are out?"

Draco's face fell before he started to laugh. "Grygru says 'hello pretty one. May I do naughty things with you while the stars are out?'"

Blaise looked between the merman and his friend. "Maybe later." He said to the merman.

"Draco was not supposed to translate that." Grygru said, looking uncomfortable.

"Serves you right for always saying things like that!" Draco told him.

"Go swim with a grindylow." Grygru told him.

"Um, how do you two know each other?" Blaise asked.

"I live in the lake that separates the Weasley and Malfoy lands." Grygru told him. "Draco has been swimming with me for as long as we both can remember."

"Really, I didn't know the Weasley's had land next to your family." Blaise said to Draco.

He shrugged. "Neither did I until a few years ago."

"Nice meeting you." Blaise said to Grygru before getting off the rock. "Draco, lunch is almost done."

Draco nodded. "Okay, see you in ancient runes." Blaise waved his hand as he walked away. "Sorry Grygru, I have to go." Draco said to him.
"That's okay. You're always running out on me. I'm used to it by now." Grygru told him. "Besides, there is some tail I've been chasing and I have to get back to that."

"You behave!" Draco told him.

Grygru winked. "I will if you do!"

Draco laughed and stepped away. He reached his arm out and ran his hand through the water. It lost its solidity and crashed to the rock. Some of Draco's shirt was splashed but he was otherwise dry. He walked over to his shoes and robe. He stared out over the water for a moment before sitting down. He put his shoes on and rolled down his pants. He didn't bother putting on his robe as he walked back to school.

He soon found himself going past leaving students to walk over to his still eating friends. Pansy gave him a glare for no apparent reason, which he just rolled off his back. She wasn't a concern of his anymore, after all. He had other things, other people, to think about.

He shared greeting with his friends as he sat down to eat. No appetite was with him, though, so he was only nibbling on most of the foods on his plate. Soon enough, he wasn't even doing that and turned his attention to observing his housemates.

He let his eyes wander from his housemates and across the hall. His eyes caught, as they had taken a tendency to do recently, on fiery red hair. Though, after a second's appraisal, it wasn't the red head he'd been looking for. So, his eyes shifted again until they reached the boy they wanted.

Ron wasn't sitting with either Harry or Hermione, Draco noted. They seemed to be sitting by themselves giving both Ron, and him conspiring looks, with Harry's less-than-impressive glare. Ron seemed upset and wasn't eating or talking much to the boys around him.

Draco frowned a little in puzzlement before shaking it off. It wasn't any of his business anyway, and he was sure to hear about it next time he and Ron were alone. He instead turned to Goyle with a disgusted look.

"For Merlin's sake, close your mouth!" He snapped. "You eat like a pig!"

Goyle just grunted in response before doing as Draco said. He was too used to Draco's random outburst like that and adjusted himself to whatever it was about at the moment.

Blaise gave Draco a cocky grin. "You could do with some red meat. Too much of that salad and you'll turn even more into a girl. Or a rabbit. Either way, it'll be funny." He leaned in towards Draco. "Or are you fussing over your weight again?"

Draco glared at him. "Shut it Zabini."

Blaise just smiled. "Want another carrot?"

Draco gave his a dumbfounded look. "What the bloody fuck? Seriously, what the bloody fuck?" Blaise just laughed. Draco shook his head. "Why do I even bother?"

Blaise smiled and bit into an apple. "Why, because you love me, of course!" Draco grinned, but threw a pickle at him anyway.

Ron sighed, mechanically feeding himself. He knew that the guys around him were worried about him, but he couldn't help it. He'd almost blown it, after all. Everything he and Draco had started to build together and he really didn't want that to happen.

He smiled softly at the thought of the arrogant blond. He could be so sarcastic but he was truly, a wonderful person. He was nice, in his own way. He'd been learning so many things about Draco that he'd never even could've imagined were slightly possible at the end of just the last school year.

Draco was different from Malfoy. They were two completely different people living in one small, beautiful body. A very nice body at that. Soft and hard in all the right places. Ron never thought it could hold so many contradictions and still be one. But what really got him was how nice Draco's ass was.

The boys surrounding Ron looked at him, shocked. He'd dropped his cup right out of his hands and was currently choking on the pumpkin juice he'd just sipped from it. After he was able to breath again, he looked at the faces around him.

He did not just think all that about Draco. …Did he?

To Be Continued

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