AN: Thank you to my reviewers. And I would love to put it on the livejournal community for you Viu, but I don't know how, so if you can tell me how, I'll put it up there as well.

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Draco woke up frustrated. He was so tired of making out with the Ron in his dreams and not making out half as much with his real Ron. 'Wait did I just think of Ron as...mine.' Draco sat up in bed and looked out. He noticed Zabini and Goyle's beds empty. He got up quietly and opened the dorm door to find Zabini and Goyle looking intensely at something. He walked over without even being noticed. He looked down to see his handwriting on the piece of parchment. Draco cleared his throat loudly and both boys jumped.

"Might I ask, why you are reading something of MINE?" The two boys looked into Draco's cold eyes in fear.

"We are just worried. You keep disappearing, and we're just wanting to know--"

"Cut the bull. Just shut up, stay out of my stuff, and stay out of business that isn't yours. Now give me that paper." Draco was angry and the two of them wanted nothing to do with him. Draco crumbled the paper in his hands. He knew it was old. The boys ran back into the dorm room. Draco rolled his eyes and stormed out of the common room. 'Damn it. They need to stay out of my business. Who the hell gave them the right to snoop into my business anyway. Stupid gits.' He walked around the corridors. He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he had to get away from the dungeons. 'I really have changed since I've been with Ron. Of course, it's the stupid gits faults that I can't stand them anymore.' He ran right into someone. He looked up and saw Potter staring at him. A little behind him, he saw Ron. Ron gave him a weak smile.

"Even with glasses, you can't see where you going Potter. Learn to open your eyes."

"You're the one that ran into me Malfoy."

"Whatever, Pot head. Just move." He shoved Harry into the wall. With a fleeting glance at Ron he left without touching him.

"You know, I think he's stopped picking on you so much and directed all aggression towards me again." Harry said straightening up.

"I don't think so. He still picks on me like crazy." Ron said looking at the ground as he walked. Harry looked over at him.

"You know you've been acting very curiously lately. What's up?"

"Huh? Oh nothing. I'm just exhausted from all of my work." Ron looked over at him and smiled.

Harry laughed. "You know Quidditch is starting soon." He stated offhandedly.

"Really? Awesome, that means I could try out, considering there are spots open." Ron said looking out the window. "Are you ready for the Charms test today?"

"I doubt it. I think the only person ready is Hermione." Ron nodded his agreement with a smile. "Oh crap, I forgot something in the common room. I'll catch up with you, okay?"

"Alright." Ron continued to walk. They had been heading to Hagrid's, but Hagrid's wasn't really on his mind. 'Draco looked frustrated again. Almost livid. If it's still the people in his dorm, I'm going to kill them, they keep making him angry. And when he's angry I never know whether he's angry with me, or with someone else and I'm always jumpy because I don't know if it's something I did. Not to mention I hate seeing him angry...wait what the hell. This is Draco I'm thinking about. As much as he and I have developed a...a...I guess you could call it a relationship, but anyway, as much as we have, he still tortured me and my friends for years, I mean he does still torture us, but that's so that he can uphold the image that he hates us.'

Ron stopped. He was right in front of Hagrid's door. He didn't realize that he'd been walking out of the castle and down the hill. He shrugged and knocked on the door. Hagrid opened the door almost immediately. "Hiya Ron, Harry." Ron turned and found Harry right behind him.

"Wow, I must've walked really slow."

"Haha, I actually did see you walking slow, but you were so lost in thought, I figured I'd just leave you."

They shared an boring breakfast with Hagrid, but it was better than just sitting in the Great Hall again. The bell sounded and they took off. Saying their goodbyes and telling Hagrid they'd be back later. They ran into Potions, it was still early, but they had just barely made it. The bell rang right as they sat in the chairs. Snape was already picking on Neville for something from the other day. Ron leaned back in his chair as Snape began rambling. Before he knew it he leaned all the way back. When he opened his eyes, he stared into the eyes of the person behind him. The cold gray eyes stared softly at him. Ron stumbled as he stared up at the smirk. The chair slid from beneath him but for some reason it didn't fall, instead it just landed back on the floor without a sound. Ron wanted to look behind him, but thought better not to. Ron slumped in his chair and listened to the lecture.

Class finally ended, Ron wanted to talk to Draco, but had to go to Divination. He was about to die of frustration. He felt Draco push by him without a word. Ron just rolled his eyes, he went to put his hands in his pockets, but was stopped when he felt a piece of parchment in one of his pockets. He pulled it out. Scibbled on the paper in small writing. 'Prefect bathroom'. 'Damn I so don't want to go to Divination now, I don't want to listen to that crazy woman go on and on about her whackjob theories. I swear, why am I still in this stupid class. I should've dropped it like Hermione...hmm, but what would I take instead of it?'

Ron and Harry sat in the back. "Hey Harry, ever thought of dropping this class?" Ron whispered as she started talking.

"Many times."

"Then why haven't we?" Harry thought on it for a moment.

"You, I'm not real sure." He picked up his stuff. "Let's go."

"Thank you."

When they walked out Trelawney was a little confused, but continued teaching. They were outside. "Finally free." Harry yelled. "However, I'm heading to the library so I can finish my Transfiguration Essay, McGonagall would kill me if I didn't have it."

"True. Alright. I'll see you later." Ron called after him. 'I wonder if Draco's already going to be there, he has two free periods at once. This one and the next one.' Ron walked as fast as he could to the Prefect Bathroom. The door opened and he stumbled through.

Draco heard the door and stood up shocked. He turned around to see his favorite redhead in front of him. "What are you doing here, I thought you had crazy lady right now."

"I did, I'm so dropping the class."

"What are you going to take instead of it?"

"I'm not sure yet, but it doesn't matter. Did you save my chair in Potions?"

Draco smirked. "What's it to you?"

"Oh stop it." Ron wrapped his arms around Draco from behind. Draco held onto Ron's hands for a moment, then unclasped them from him. He turned around and faced Ron.

"You know what I heard from someone this morning?" Ron shook his head. "That if I actually got to know the Weasley's I would fall madly in love with you. Know who said it?" Ron smiled with amusement. He shook his head again. "Your sister." Ron burst into laughter at that.

"Ginny told you that. Hahahahahah." Ron couldn't quit laughing, he leaned against the wall to hold himself up. Draco just stared at him.

"Would you stop laughing." Ron tried but couldn't. Draco moved foward. He grabbed Ron's chin and pushed his head against the wall. Ron's laughter died slowly. Draco roughly pressed his lips to Ron's. He grabbed Ron's hip with his free hand and pressed all of Ron's body against the wall, then pressed his own body against Ron's. Draco flicked his tongue out to Ron's lips and traced a line around them. Ron moaned against Draco's mouth. He slipped a hand beneath Ron's shirt and ran up one side of his ribcage, as he slipped his tongue in Ron's parted mouth. Draco moved his other hand down to the other side of Ron's body. That hand slid underneath Ron's shirt as well. As he ran his hands up Ron's body, he pulled the shirt of his head. Draco's kisses moved from Ron's mouth to his neck. He nipped at pieces of flesh he could reach, causing Ron to moan more, then he licked over the swollen areas.

What he was doing at that moment greatly reminded him of his dream the night before. He debated on whether he should begin at Ron's stomach, but as he looked at his sweet redhead he saw Ron's eyes rolling back in his head. Draco smirked at himself and continued suckling.

AN: Draco and Ron's relationship is intensifying. Whoot.