Starthedemonhorse: Hello again! This would be my second fic; once again I ask you be gentle with me.

WARNING: CONTAINS YAOI AND/OR SHOUNAN AI! DON'T LIKE, GO FLAME SOMEONE ELSE!

This fic is of Harry and Ron. Enjoy pleez!

Disclaimer: don't own, but me wants

Torture

Harry and Ron had just finished a hard work out in Quidditch practice, and were the last ones to go into the change room, as they had collected all the balls (and Ron had the misfortune of getting knocked in the shin with a bludger).

Ron pulled off his pants to look at an extremely bruised knee with blood running down his leg. "That doesn't look to well mate." Harry said, bending down to get a good look at his friends injured shin. "It's very painful as well." Ron said, shifting his leg a bit. The redhead took in a sharp breath as pain ran it's way up to the poor boy's nervous system.

"Don't move, I know a small healing charm that should help it until we get to Madame Pomfrey." Harry said, taking out his wand and pointing it gracefully at his friends shin. Ron looked at it nervously, but let Harry continue. Muttering something, the raven-haired boy waved his wand around 2 circles and flicked it into the air.

The blood stopped instantly and it didn't hurt so much to Ron, who gingerly stood up. "There, can you walk?" Harry asked worriedly, Ron had received a very hard hit. "I think I can manage." Ron said, walking a bit towards his school clothes.

Harry watched his wizard friend as he pulled off his own shirt and started to unbutton his Quidditch uniform pants.

Ron, who was now pulling on his school pants, glanced at Harry, blushed furiously at the sight of his friend removing his pants, and paid more attention to the extremely (and suddenly) interesting tiles on the floor of the change room. Harry had undoubtedly noticed this and with a sly grin decided to fumble slightly and purposefully with the buttons of his pants.

Ron tried his best not to pay attention, but couldn't help glancing back at Harry who seemed to be having a hard time with undoing the uniform. Ron's hands were shaking he noticed, and tried without success to not fumble with his shirt and put it on.

"Mate, your shirt is on backwards." Harry snickered, watching as Ron ripped off the shirt and started to turn it around.

Ron could hardly stand this any more and said, "Would you hurry up! Hermione is probably waiting for us!" Harry grinned at Ron. "Of course, and I'll bring you to Madame Pomfrey's. That spell won't stay on much longer." Harry said, finally pulling his pants off and getting on his school uniform. Ron looked away, blushing.

As Harry and Ron walked out of the change room, the red-haired boy fell to the ground clutching his knee. "Aahh! Bloody Hell Harry, you didn't tell me it would hurt this much when the spell wore off!" Ron cried, gripping his leg tightly as blood seeped through his pants. Harry looked at Ron and decided best to bring him straight to Madame Pomfrey.

Picking him up Ron made a small squeak (A/N: yes squeak, I thought it best seeing as this is Ron) of surprise, but didn't squirm for Harry.

They walked along in silence, Ron held up by Harry's strong arms over the grounds to the school, both blushing slightly, although Ron more, especially around the ears.

Harry giggled inwardly to himself; Ron looked pretty cute blushing, with his flaming red hair…. Did I just think Ron was cute? Harry asked himself, nearly stopping in surprise. Yeah mate, you did, a small voice told him. Harry sighed to himself as they reached the doors to the Hospital Wing, pushing them open with his foot.

Luckily everyone was in their dormitories and didn't bother Harry and Ron as they walked down the halls of Hogwarts.

Oh well, at least Ron should be cured by morning, Harry thought as Madame Pomfrey came rushing in to see to Ron.

Before Madame Pomfrey told Harry it was time to go, Harry bid Ron a goodnight, and went off alone to the dormitories. Little did he know how not alone he was….

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