A/N: Hey all! Here is chapter four. I hope you like it. I think there will be one or two more chapters in this installment and then possibly a sequal. Haven't decided yet. Let me know what you think. Later munchkins.

Chapter Four

Harry knocked on Draco's door. He had just finished breakfast with Hermione and she had talked him into settling things with him. No one came. He was starting to get worried and he had been standing there for at least a minute. Slowly, he turned the doorknob and let himself in. He checked the kitchen and the study, but no one was there. As he entered the living room he saw Draco, asleep on the floor by the couch. His hearted lifted a bit as he knelt down and shook him awake.

"Draco." he said as he prodded his shoulder a little harder. "Draco Lucius Malfoy!" he screamed in his ear. Draco shot up so quickly he his head collided with Harry's. Harry collapsed on the floor holding his head. It took Draco a moment to realize who he had just head butted, but was by his side in a second.

"What are you doing here Harry?" he didn't sound angry, just confused and hurt. As soon as Harry could see again he answered.

"I think we need to talk about last night. I didn't mean to be so insensitive. I was smashed if you couldn't tell. I woke up on Hermione's couch with a ghastly headache." he smiled slightly, but turned serious just as quick. "I'm sorry if you got the impression that this would affect our friendship because I won't let it. I'm equally sorry that I didn't return your feelings. It kills me to see you hurt and know it is my fault, but as you said, it wasn't meant to be." Harry looked incredibly uncomfortable at this statement.

"It's ok Harry. I don't want you to feel guilty. This is in no way your fault. Just remember that." he stood to his feet. "Why did you wake up on Hermione's couch? I'm surprised she even let you in sight." he laughed softly and glanced at the empty fireplace then sat on the white, fluffy couch.

"I guess I showed up at her house last night, drunk. She slept with me on the couch. I even asked her if I was dreaming when I woke up." he looked down at his lap. "We got back together this morning. I just came back from having breakfast with her. I want to thank you, Draco. I know this may hurt to hear, but I could not have gotten her back with out you. I just want you to know that your efforts were noticed and greatly appreciated."

"I know you would do the same for me." he shrugged his shoulders as if this were obvious. "It just felt like I was doing the right thing. I hope you can make it last this time because I don't think I can pull that off twice." he smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"So, now that we have that straight." He stood up. "I have a few things to settle. All four of us should meet up at the three broom sticks for lunch, about 12:30?"

"Yeh, that sounds great. I don't know how happy Ron will be with me. He left here kind of upset last night, but I don't know why. I will see you then." Draco watched as Harry flooed away and then slowly fell back on the couch. He couldn't believe he actually had that conversation. It didn't make it hurt any less, but it sure as hell helped knowing they would still be friends.

Harry stepped out of the fireplace in Ron's apartment. He looked around and found Ron, in much the same state Draco was in, on his couch. He was still asleep. Harry knew better than to wake up a Weasely. Seven years in a dorm room with Ron taught him well. He went to the study and pulled out a piece of parchment. He wrote: Three Broomsticks, 12:30. See you there. After placing the paper on the table in front of Ron, he wandered what might have happened to make Ron so upset. He had dried tear marks down his cheeks and his nose and ears were still a little red. Harry pulled the blanket off the top of the couch and draped it over him.

Hermione was leading Harry into the three broomsticks by the hand. They found a cozy booth in the back and snuggled into the corner. It was about 12:15, so they were early, but they knew exactly what to do with the time. Draco walked in about ten minutes later, followed closely by Ron. They all sat silently at the booth for a few minutes until Rosemerta came and got their drink orders. Hermione could sense the tension in the air. It wasn't just Draco and Harry though. Ron looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Can someone tell me what's going on? You know I don't like not knowing, well, anything." she smiled brightly, trying to lighten the atmosphere. Harry laughed, but Draco and Ron just stared at her. "I'm serious, you two look like you were hit with a truck or your favorite puppy died. Maybe the puppy was hit with the truck." she said that last bit to Harry in a low whisper just loud enough for the mopey ones to hear. She wasn't succeeding. The side of the boys' lips didn't even twitch and she was getting frustrated. "Ok, now seriously, what the hell is wrong with you two." Draco and Ron looked at each other as though they just realized the other was upset. Draco had been too busy watching Harry and Hermione to notice that Ron was in such a state and Ron was in another world completely.

"Everyone here knows why I'm not a little ray of sunshine." Draco said and then looked inquiringly at Ron. When their eyes met, Draco could see he had been crying and recently. "Ron, why did you leave so quickly last night? I don't think I said anything wrong and you looked kind of upset." he said in a caring tone. Ron just shook his head slightly and put his head down on the table.

"I'm surprised you even noticed." he lifted his head quickly. "You were fairly distracted." his tone was bitter.

Draco looked offended and angry. "Of course I noticed." he was quiet for a second. "Ron, did I miss something? I can't think of a reason why you are this upset with me."

"It's not important." he said as he got up and started to leave the bar. He got out the door before Draco caught up with him.

"What the hell, Ron?" Draco had Ron by the upper arm.

"How can you stand it?" Ron said softly. Draco took a step closer.

"Stand what?"

"Watching him with someone else, knowing you will never have him. It doesn't drive you mad?" Draco was slightly confused. When did this conversation become about him and Harry?

"It's hard, but the fact that he is happy makes the pain worth it." he looked down, trying to piece things together. "Are you in love with Harry? Is that why you have been so upset? It still doesn't make sense to me."

"No, I'm not in love with Harry." he laughed slightly at the irony. "I just don't know how you can stand loving someone and not having them, but to make it worse, you have to watch him with someone else."

"It isn't just anyone else, though. It's Hermione. We both know they are perfect for each other." there was a moment of silence. "If you don't love Harry, then who do you love? It's obvious someone has gotten to you bad. I don't think I have ever seen you like this over a guy."

"I thought that was obvious by now. I mine as well do it; Hermione looked like she figured it out. I'll never hear the end of it." these statements were spoken to himself and Draco turned his head to the side slightly. Ron took a step closer and put his hand on Draco's shoulder. He leaned down slightly and brushed his lips lightly against Draco's. For a second, Draco was too surprised to react, but soon pulled away.

"Holy shit, Ron, I'm so thick." he put his hands to the side of his head. "This whole time I was talking about Harry and last night you were… and I… no wonder you left." Ron was still looking a bit put out since he ended the kiss, but smiled now that Draco understood. Draco stood there for a few moments, thinking. He'd always love Harry, but it was time to move on and he and Ron made sense. They flirted constantly, but he always thought it was just a part of their friendship. "Ron," he said, pulling the red head a little closer. "I still love Harry," Ron's face fell. "but if you can accept that than I don't see why this can't work." Draco kissed him lightly. Ron put his hands on Draco's hips.

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to rush you." he said after pulling away.

"I'm positive." he looked into Ron's bright blue eyes and wondered how he'd missed this. He was always so observant. "You want to surprise the shit out of Harry and Hermione?" Draco's face lit up at Ron's reaction. Ron draped his arm over Draco's shoulders and Draco snaked his hand around Ron's waist. "I'll take that as a yes."

As they entered Harry and Hermione didn't even notice the change. It wasn't until they sat and laced fingers that Hermione's eyebrow rose a bit.

"Care to explain now?" she said, smiling.

"Gladly, would you like to explain or should I?" Draco asked his boyfriend.

"I think I should take this one. Draco and I are officially" he stopped for a second, considering his words. "Together." Harry smiled brightly and Hermione followed suit.

Half an hour later everyone was comfortable with the changes. The topic of the new couple had long since been dropped.

"Hermione, are you ever going to tell us who set Harry up? Now that all that has blown over I don't see the hurt in it." Ron asked, looking hopeful. Hermione glanced at Harry who nodded slightly.

"Ok, it was Molly." she looked down at her hands. "I don't know why she lied, but I have forgiven her and so should all of you. No harm done, really, she helped us. Harry and I were headed down that road anyway. We just got over it a lot quicker this way." Ron looked absolutely betrayed, but calmed down when Draco squeezed his hand. There wasn't much he could do by getting angry anyway. They sat in the bar for a while longer just enjoying each others' company. Eventually, Harry and Hermione went back to Hermione's apartment and Draco and Ron returned to Draco's flat. Both couples had some time to make up for.

A/N: I hope that wasn't to mushy. Was it up to your standards Lyss? Well, Review because you love me and if not, well do it anyway. I love to know what you think. aLtO : LITTLE PURPLE BUTTON :