A/N: Hey everyone. Sorry it took me another week to get this chapter up, but it is here now. This chapter has a little more "action" in it then the others. I hope you enjoy. Later munchkins. I am not the one and only J. K Rowling.

Chapter Eight

Hermione thought it most appropriate to go see Ginny and explain the days events. She flooed to her apartment and bolted out of the fire place.

"Ginny!" she yelled through the house. "Ginny, are you here?" Hermione was looking around the living room and was about to enter the hallway to her bedroom when Ginny met her halfway.

"What do you want Hermione?" she asked sadly. It was obvious she had been crying. Hermione walked over to her and embraced her in a loving hug.

"You need to know the truth and I am going to tell you. First, you should know, I am not mad at you and I will eventually explain why." she maneuvered her way to couch and beckoned for Ginny to follow. As soon as they were both seated comfortably on the couch, Hermione started right in on the story. Ginny's eyes nearly fell out of her head at hearing that Harry kissed Draco and her face fell hard upon hearing what her mother had done to her.

"How am I to explain this to Seamus? He won't ever believe me." she looked down at her lap sadly.

"So you accept that your love for Harry is merely a potion?" Hermione inquired.

"Of course, I can't ignore the truth. You wouldn't come and talk to me after what I did if it wasn't true." she said, shrugging and smiling. "I am so happy I haven't lost our friendship Hermione. You have always been there for me and I can't stand the thought of betraying your trust so horribly." she paused for a second and looked thoughtful. "I'm sorry you have to go through this, but he will come back to you. What did he do when he heard of the potion?"

"He said he wouldn't accept it, that he knew what he was feeling and it had little to do with some potion. I don't know what to do Gin and I don't know what it means. You accepted the truth so why can't he?" she put her head in her hands.

"Hermione, you may not want to hear this, but before the potion I had no feelings for Harry. Maybe Harry had some initial, hidden feelings for Draco." she put her hand on Hermione's shoulder and drew comforting circles in its wake.

"I can't believe that." she paused for a moment. "He- he said that our love had merely blinded him from his love for Draco, but now it was too strong to ignore. Oh god, Ginny what if you are right? I'm living the last three hours all over again. I hate questioning him." Ginny enveloped her in a reassuring hug.

"Give him time 'Mione. He will come around. In the mean time, will you come to Seamus' with me? I don't know if it will help, but I could certainly use some support." Hermione smiled through her tears.

"I would be happy to help."

Harry sat in his living room, looking through an old photo album from school. Sadly, he looked down at the slightly younger faces of Hermione and Ron. All of them wore Gryffindor scarves and hats, Hermione's hair quickly gathering snow. Three almost identical smiles shown up at him. This picture had been taken at the end of 7th year directly after the final battle. It was only their fifth day back at school and unbeknownst to the figures in the picture, Harry was planning on asking Hermione out directly after it. Harry smiled inwardly at that thought, but scowled as his thoughts drifted to Draco. 'How can I make him want me? How can I make him see that he truly is all I want?' Harry stood hurriedly, the album falling to the floor, and made for the fireplace. Ron be damned, he would get his man!

Ron lay on his side facing Draco, who had his hands flowing through Ron's red hair once again. Their gaze was intense and their proximity dangerous. Ron tilted Draco's head up to meet his and their lips met in a searing but sweet kiss. Draco slowly moved his hand up the back of Ron's shirt and savored the supple, soft skin that met his finger tips. They moaned in unison as the kiss deepened even farther. Draco rolled them over so that he was straddling Ron and trailed kisses down his jaw line, but stopped just below his collar bone. Ron, of course made, no objections and grabbed the hem of Draco's shirt pulling it off violently. Mirroring Draco's move, he rolled over as to straddle him, but set his hands upon Draco's porcelain, white skin. In response, Draco's skin immediately irrupted in goose bumps and he let out a small cry of pleasure. Ron set to nibble on his lover's ear and whispering admirations, but Draco really only heard the last one. "God, you are beautiful." This was said as one of Ron's hands made its way the top button of Draco's pants.

"Bloody Hell!" rang through the apartment, startling the two lovers and causing them to turn towards the door. There stood a very flustered Harry. "Just what the hell do you think you are doing Ron? I told you to stay away!"

Hermione and Ginny stepped out of the fireplace, hand in hand. Upon seeing Seamus asleep on the couch, Hermione gave Ginny's hand one last squeeze and let her walk towards him alone. Seamus was always a really hard sleeper. Let's just say he always slept through Harry and Neville's nightmares, no matter how bad they got, but as soon as Ginny raised her hand to his cheek his eyes shot open. It took a moment for her face to come in clearly.

"You've got a lot of nerve, red." he stared her down, not realizing Hermione was standing in the doorway. Ginny opened her mouth to speak, but Seamus cut her off. "Whatever bullshit you are about to shovel upon me, I don't want to hear it. I have had enough. Now, get the hell out of my house!" he was red in the face and his eyes were shimmering just a little too much.

"I know you don't want to, but you should listen to her. If not, well then you don't deserve the truth." Hermione whispered from her perch at the door. Seamus rested on his elbows and peered over the side of his couch.

"You think that bringing Hermione here will make me listen? I don't trust you and I trust your friends even less. You can leave now, the same way you came in if you don't mind." he whispered that last part and turned his head toward the back of the couch to avert his eyes from the pain in Ginny's.

"I just have on word for you, listen or not I don't care, but at least comprehend this: LOVE POTION!" with that said she grabbed Hermione's hand and they flooed back to her living room. As soon as their feet hit the solid ground Ginny fell to the floor.

Ron felt a familiar tug on the back of his t shirt and turned his head slightly. Daja vu swept over him as he caught a glimpse of messy, black hair. Her fell to the ground hard. Draco was off the bed in seconds, facing Harry in disbelief. Harry was ready to launch himself at Draco, but had to stop, if only for a moment, and take in the beauty of Draco's torso and shoulders. Feeling sick under Harry's scrutiny, Draco fell to his knees and checked Ron over quickly. He had a small gash on his forehead, right above his eyebrow, but that could easily be healed. Assured that his boyfriend was in no immediate danger, Draco straightened up again and reigned over Harry in his full height. He stepped ever closer and Harry's whole body stiffened in anticipation, but was sadly disappointed when Draco slapped him clean across his left cheek.

"Get the hell out of my house. This is the last time I will worn you Harry. I don't want to ruin our friendship over something you will greatly regret in three days anyway, but every time you touch Ron, I have less and less respect for you, so go!"

"How can I show you that I love you and this is more than just a potion running through my veins? I want you, Dray, in ever way. Please, just give me a chance to prove myself before you turn me away." Harry pleaded, both vocally and with his eyes.

"Harry," Draco paused for a moment, making sure his next statement was completely true, and continued. "I don't love you anymore. I may have, at one point, but we weren't meant to be, remember? I have Ron now and you have Hermione. We were momentarily happy. Please, can we go back to the way it was when the four of us could just be together as two couples and four best friends? That is all I want from you, friendship." the silence was nearly deafening. Silent tears slipped down Harry's face, but he gave in.

"I'm sorry." he said as he left through the living room. Draco, once again, fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around his boyfriends body. Hoisting him up onto the bed, he lay down next to him brushed the hair out of his eyes.

"Love, are you awake?" Draco needn't ask. As soon as the word 'love' rolled off his tongue, Ron's eyes shot open.

A/N: Minor cliffie, but not huge. Review, please, because you love me... continues groveling... : LITTLE PURPLE BUTTON : aLtO