Ron groaned furiously and deafeningly as he promptly treaded around Hogwarts grounds. Thoughts began to prickle his mind. Why would Harry kiss him? Did he have any subconscious reasons? Whatever it was, Ron didn't want to deal with it. He turned and met with one flustered Oliver Wood.

"Hey," said Ron, his fingers shivering in his pockets as he managed a wry smile.

"Hey, how's everything, Harry doing alright?" asked Oliver worriedly.

"No, not at all, he's gone mad," said Ron finally satisfied that someone would listen, and someone that he was definite wouldn't spill the beans. They paced toward a bench for Oliver was correct that it would be a long talk.

"Why, what happened? Was it me?" asked Oliver more apprehensive than ever.

"I don't think it was you, he tried to kiss me, well actually he DID kiss me. And I didn't ask for it," said Ron looking towards his feet the entire time.

"What! Well, I guess I'm not that surprised," said Oliver swiveling his feet around constantly.

"Why? What has he told you?" asked Ron as his eyebrows furrowed.

"Well, he never ever stopped talking about you, anyone would figure…" paused Oliver.

"Figure what? What did he exactly say?" asked Ron in a quick rush of words.

"Well, he said Cedric took you away from him," said Oliver looking sick.

"What! I can't believe he said that," said Ron in utter disbelief. How could Harry say that to Oliver?

"Sorry…" began Oliver placing a hand on Ron's shoulder.

"I just can't believe… what has gotten into Harry?" asked Ron shaking his hands in mid air. Oliver couldn't find any words to comfort Ron at the particular moment.

"Oi!" yelled a familiar voice which Ron knew was not his brothers, but a genuinely gorgeous guy with an equally gorgeous bottom. Ron turned his head and saw none other than Cedric, who was shaking his hand feverishly.

"Sorry Oliver, gotta go," began Ron as he left Oliver on the bench and raced towards Cedric.

"Hi," began Ron intertwining Cedric's and his fingers, and managing another wry smile.

"You ok? You look down," said Cedric moving a little closer to Ron as they walked into deep bushes.

"Yea, I'm fine," said Ron not trying to ruin Cedric's lovely mood.

"You sure, you know my ears are all open, for both you're tongue and problems," smirked Cedric. Ron chuckled.

"The tongue would be nice, but it's all problems," said Ron in a disconcerting tone.

"Well, what happened?" asked Cedric turning to face Ron.

"I didn't ask him too, side with me on this," began Ron.

"What the fuck happened that's getting you so jittery?" asked Cedric smiling.

"Harry kissed me, I didn't ask for it or anything," said Ron and hugged Cedric so he wouldn't see his expression.

"What?" said Cedric in astonishment.

"He pounced on me practically," said Ron.

"I think I need to speak to him," said Cedric, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Don't tell him I told you," began Ron. Cedric looked at him if he were stupid.

"Yea, like that's plausible. He's just going to know that I magically find out,"

"Magically sounds plausible," said Ron. Cedric rolled his eyes.

"Look, is he attracted to you?" asked Cedric.

"NO! That can't be the reason. I mean we're friends, nothing else… at least I believe so,"

"But does he?"

"But he knows I'm with you! I just can't understand his problem,"

"Maybe he likes you, so I'm going to talk to him and set things straight," said Cedric.

"But I'm sure he DOESN'T! Look, I've been friends with Harry a long time and I'm absolutely sure that he doesn't like me, something else is the problem," said Ron scaring away the birds that flew around them. Cedric wrapped his arm around Ron's broad shoulder.

"Whatever you say, I'm going to speak to him and soon," said Cedric. They made it to the main courtyard and separated their own ways.

As Ron entered the Gryffindor common room, he saw Hermione who, as usual, was doing her homework. She was pouty-faced and Ron realized what he had earlier replied to her.

"Hermione, I'm sorry, I was just in a bad mood," said Ron sitting down next to her.

"Well, it always matters what mood you're in, doesn't it?" said Hermione, her eyebrows rising in fury.

"Why're you behaving like this?" asked Ron.

"Why wouldn't I? Harry told me what you did," said Hermione in disgust.

"What? Then why aren't you mad at him? He's the one that kissed me," yelled Ron louder than he should have.

'What are you talking about? He told me you raped him!" said Hermione.

"Raped! What the fuck! When did Harry tell you that?" screamed Ron in indignation.

"Right after you cursed me out! I asked him what was wrong with you and he said that you fucked him up," said Hermione putting up her defense.

"I thought out of all people you would realize that if I fucked him wouldn't he be the one to run out screaming,"

"He said he was too shocked, and that since you aren't getting any ahem… that you were upset he didn't return the favor," said Hermione.

"So, are you taking his side?"

"I'm not taking any side," began Hermione, but Ron just pounded his hand on the settee.

"Damn Hermione, why does every freaking person have to take his side!" yelled Ron.

"Well, I thought possibly Cedric might be on your side," said Hermione indignantly.

"Look, don't bring him into this, he has nothing to do with this and I don't want him to be a part of it, this is just between me and Harry," said Ron. Hermione shrugged in an annoying schoolgirl manner. Ron groaned.

"I thought you of all people would realize the truth! If you still don't believe me, I dare you to use veritaserum on Harry," said Ron and headed for his dorm. He was unsure of where to go but he knew he couldn't speak to Hermione anymore. Harry had brainwashed her.

He made his way up to the dorm and luckily found no one there. He plopped on his bed and covered his curtains. Hopefully, this was all a dream.

Hermione left common room. What if what Ron was saying was correct? She made her way towards the back of the library and found Harry hiding himself behind a book.

"Harry, I need a word," said Hermione sitting herself down across from Harry. She began again, "Harry, tell me the truth. What really happened in your room?"

"What do you mean?" asked Harry innocently.

"I've brought you some pumpkin juice just in case you were thirsty from telling me the truth," said Hermione.

"Pumpkin Juice?" asked Harry questioningly. Why would Hermione ever give him that? Wink wink

"Yea, it would help. I've done some researching it helps you calm down in this dire time," said Hermione confidently.

"What book?" asked Harry suspiciously.

"Herbology and Medicines by Agatha Ersatz," said Hermione too quickly. Harry noticed.

"What page?"

"Page 569," said Hermione, "If you don't trust me, check it out yourself." Harry began to believe Hermione. Harry took a sip, Hermione knew that was enough veritaserum.

"So, now tell me what happened,"

"Well, I don't want Cedric taking what belongs to me! He shouldn't even be with Ron, first he had Cho, that damn bitch, no wonder he dumped her, and now he has MY Ron,"

"When did Ron ever belong to you?"

"He always has been my property!" yelled Harry,

"Harry, calm down…"

"Calm down? I can't take it anymore, how is it that Ron gets things better than me and Cedric gets everything, this leaves me with absolutely nothing! I even tried being gay, but Oliver didn't want me. Cho didn't work out either," Harry sighed and tears came to his eyes.

"Harry, don't cry, look you can't always get what you want, it'll all be okay. Look Harry I gotta go, I'll talk to you later. Just don't drink anymore pumpkin juice, you're calm enough."

A certain platinum blonde also hid himself under a book as Hermione passed by. He had been sitting right behind the bookshelf listening to every word and think how thick can Harry be to not realize that it was veritaserum that Hermione was feeding him. He never thought Harry had such feelings so related to his own. This concocted a diabolical plan.

"Malfoy,"

"What!" asked Draco trying not to be so loud.

"What are you going to do about you're father's issue?" asked Blaise from across the table.

"I've got an idea, so just get the goons away from me," said Draco. Blaise followed his rules precisely. Crabbe and Goyle followed him out. Draco was left with a half veritaserum induced Harry and he was going to do anything to find out how he can solve his own problem.

"Potter," began Draco.

"Why the hell are you here, Malfoy?" asked Harry his head resting in his arms. So this was the way Potter felt about him truly.

"Drink up, pumpkin juice helps,"

"Why do you care how I feel?" asked Harry indignantly with a hint of confusion.

"I care," lied Draco trying to seem friendly. To his surprise, Potter actually took a drink.

"Alright, Potter, tell me how beautiful I am," toyed Draco arrogantly. It would be hysterical if Potter agreed and continued.

"You have nice eyes and hair, but you're personality's spoiled as dirt," said Harry in a quick splurge. It seemed he had trouble saying this. Draco chuckled, Potter actually did agree, well who wouldn't resist to his charms?

"Well anyway, what's this between Cedric and Ron you're talking about?"

"I told Ron to be friends with Cedric so then I could get with Cho and then Cho was a total bitch so I went to men and then Oliver turned me down so I felt bad and I realized that Ron belongs to me not Cedric," said Harry quicker than before.

"But, what's this with Ron and Cedric?"

"They began to go out quite a while back, well for five months now,"

"Five months! So the rumors are true," said Draco astounded at how long Weasley could keep his mouth shut, obviously one end had to be left open. Draco continued, "Look Potter I need you to do me a favor,"

"Why the hell would I do that!" said Harry.

"Well it's not like you weren't going to do it anyway, I need you to murder Voldemort sooner than possible,"

"Why the fuck would you want me to that? And anyway I don't believe you," said Harry defiantly placing his hands upon his ears. Draco had to pry Harry's fingers off his ears.

"Look, I don't want to be a Death Eater, I'm not like my bastard father, I don't want to die," said Draco, for the first time looking innocent in Harry's eyes. Harry honestly felt sorry for the guy, but didn't want to let his guard down.

"Tell me how the hell I fucking defeat that bastard," said Harry expressionlessly. Draco smiled.

"Look he's at the triwizard tournament," began Draco, but was easily interrupted.

"What! We have to tell Dumbledore!"

"We can't do that! Why the hell do you always need other people's help? Damn Potter,"

"Why the fuck do you need me? You could as hell do it yourself if you know this much,"

"NO, I fucking CAN'T. I'm not the fucking one the prophecy chose,"

"Prophecy? What prophecy?"

"You damn idiot, there's a fucking prophecy that started this whole shit, now look, back at the matter at hand. You can't tell anyone, trust me, cause then you-know-who will know, instead you use…"

"One of the unforgivable curses? I'm not doing that, there's gotta be another way,"

"You didn't let me finish, there is one that Snape told me, Voldemort doesn't even know it,"

"Why would Snape tell you?"

"For self defense, and stop asking so many questions, well its called sectumsempra and all you have to do is point with your wand,"

"It'll kill him?

"For sure,"

"When do I do this?"

"The final task in a few weeks, it's a maze,"

"How the hell do you know this?"

"Eavesdropping on my… father's conversations," said Draco, his eyes getting luminous.

"There's only one way I'm going through with this, along with you,"

"What!"

"Get Cedric away from MY Ron, do all you have to with him and then I'll work with you,"

Harry stepped inside his dorm only to find Ron sleeping. He shook him slightly.

"What the hell?" said Ron squinting, and then hurried back deeper inside his sheets when he saw it was Harry.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry, I really don't know what came over me," said Harry looking down. Ron couldn't help it, he had to give in, he didn't want to argue anymore.

"Just never do that again and let me sleep," said Ron as he went back to sleep. Harry noticed his clock, it was only seven, but he left Ron alone to gain his trust back.

The next morning, Ron awoke with a start. He noticed the bed to his right, he saw Harry sleeping. He ran out of the dormitory and raced towards the Hufflepuff common room. It was four in the morning and nobody was awake and no one can blame his for getting up this early, because this was the time when the herbology flowers would bloom giving him an unlikely alibi. Cedric was waiting for him there. They made their way towards the owl post. They wrapped themselves in a cloak and sat down on all the feathers.

"You don't need to speak to Harry, he apologized," began Ron.

"What? What was his reason?"

"He said he didn't know what came over him,"

"It doesn't sound like a good answer, but as long as he doesn't do anything, I'm fine,"

"You? Fine? What about me? I was the one who was attacked," said Ron chortling.

"You may have been attacked, but I had to endure the pain of losing you," said Cedric sarcastically.

"Well, I didn't I was loved that much by both sides,"

"Ha, but at least I love you better physically," said Cedric mounting himself upon Ron. He passionately kissed Ron and grinded upon him. Ron wrapped his arms around Cedric's back and pulled at his clothes. At the climax of this moment, a bird flew in and clawed at Cedric's fingers.

"Ow! What the hell," said Cedric waving his hand to get rid of the bird. He finally was able to hold the card.

"Uh oh, McGonagall's already on the grounds," said Cedric.

"Shit, I gotta go," said Ron, "She's probably heading for the Gryffindor common rooms next." He kissed Cedric goodbye and left. Cedric opened up the red envelope that was given to him by that devilish bird. Inside it read:

Dear Cedric,

My dorm. Midnight.

Sincerely,

Ron

Cedric chuckled. Why would Ron give me this envelope, he could have just told me. Damn cutie.

A few yards away, Harry was on his broom nestled in a cluster of trees with Draco by his side basically pushing him over.

"What the hell happened Potter?" said Draco indignantly.

"They were making out and now Cedric's reading the letter and he's amused," said Harry looking through Draco's omnoculars. Draco groaned/

"Can we leave now?"

"Not yet," said Harry placing his finger up in pause. Draco groaned once more. Harry said, "Stop complaining, okay…. now we can leave,"

"Finally," smirked Draco.

"Here, this should do it, remember midnight so you only have one hour for each vial," said Harry.

"Don't worry, I nicked nine vials from Snape's office. He doesn't notice the spells I make, damn dumb ass,"

"You seem to have a lot animosity towards him, oh and here's tidbits of Ron's hair" said Harry mounting his broom once more from the tree and handing the hair to Draco.

"Yea, well, you would too,"

"Well I already do,"

"I know that, but it's not the way I hate him, trust me," said Draco sternly. Harry decided to leave him alone before he gives up the plan.

"Hey, Ron!" yelled Harry towards Ron a couple of hours later. "You want to go out during ten to watch the flowers bloom?"

"Hell no,"

"Sorry mate, we have to,"

"Then why'd you ask me in the first place?"

"Just wanted to know,"

"And you thought I would say yes?"

"Well, there's always a possibility. Anyway, I promised Neville,"

"Alrighty then,"

"Don't worry, we'll be back by quarter after midnight," said Harry with a smile.

That night, Neville had to literally drag Ron to go.

"It's a surprise that you two are here, not that its bad," said Professor Sprout. Both Harry and Ron headed towards the back of the class. The sat on the stools and Ron fell asleep on Harry's shoulder. The flowers bloomed extra quickly and Harry had to purposefully let Ron sleep for an extra ten minutes.

"Hey Ron," said Cedric, "I got your note."

"Good," said 'Ron' and grabbed Cedric's tie and pinned him to the wall. He then led him to a familiar place the Gryffindor common room. One, two, three, four, ah yes the fifth room should have been Ron's. He led him and the counting began again. One, two, yes the third bed from the left. Messy, should have known. He didn't give Cedric a chance to breathe and Cedric had to catch up with their up and coming states. Cedric wasn't such a bad kisser thought 'Ron'. Cedric was pushed on the bed.

'Ron' jumped on top of him and once more didn't let Cedric breathe. Draco sauntered his placid, temperate fingers upon Cedric's crotch. He elicited a moan from Cedric, Cedric began to take 'Ron's' shirt off separated his lips from 'Ron's' and to his neck. 'Ron' couldn't believe how good this felt. He noticed an hour was almost up and Harry should be coming anytime now. He didn't take the final vial of the polyjuice potion. Instead, he wanted to enjoy ravaging Cedric. Cedric took his own shirt off and their two sweaty bodices pressed together. Cedric pressed upon him so quickly as to turning Draco on the bottom.

"It's your turn for bottoming," said Cedric confidently. Draco began to get scared. What the hell did Cedric mean by bottoming? Draco could hear the common room door begin to open. He quickly unzipped both Cedric and his pants and gave the sign that he was ready for bottoming, whatever the hell that was. Cedric pulled Draco's legs up and balanced them on his shoulders. Draco could feel the polyjuice potion fading away.

"I love it when you close your eyes," said Draco still pretending to be Ron. As he expected, Cedric closed his eyes and entered. Draco turned the other way, how could Ron handle this? He screamed trying to keep his voice down. He heard a rush of feet and was ready for his big performance. He grabbed Cedric and pushed his lips to Cedric's harshly. He placed Cedric's fingers to his tresses and Cedric pulled on them. At that moment, Draco completely transformed into himself and Ron walked in. Since the curtains weren't pulled down and it was his bed, he went livid.

"What the hell are you doing Cedric?" yelled Ron. Neville and Harry came up soon afterwards.

"What the fuck! How are you there and here!" screamed Cedric pouncing off what he now realized was Draco.

"How could you be fucking that son of a bitch…"

"Weasley, don't you fucking dare speak that way about my mother," said Draco putting his pants on.

"I could speak however I wish! Cedric, how could you?" said Ron and headed towards the common room.

"Ron!" yelled Cedric putting his pants and shirt back on. "I didn't know,"

"Didn't know what! You were fucking fucking Malfoy,"

"He looked exactly like you, and he led me here, what was I supposed to think?"

"Blonde hair and a smirk is me!"

"No, he looked exactly like you! I'm sure!" said Cedric catching up to Ron outside the Gryffindor common room.

"I can't believe you," said Ron uttering the last words he could breathe. He was pinned to a wall and hovered by Cedric.

"I don't know, but he looked like you, I don't know if he was taking a potion or whatever but look I really really really really LIKE you,"

"I don't know if like is good enough,"

"Look, I'm sorry, I'll do anything for you, he had to be using a spell, it's just that I don't believe love exists in this world, but what we have is the closest to it that it will ever get," said Cedric shedding into slight tears and resting himself upon Ron. Ron didn't move at all, he only wrapped one of his arms around Cedric.

Back in the common room as Neville minded his own business…

"We did it!" said Harry, "He'll never go back to Cedric now,"

"I feel awful,"

"What! After all you've done to Ron now you feel awful?"

"Well, I didn't know he would react that way, I mean its always fun to watch him go berserk but he seems to actually care this time," said Draco frowning. Harry groaned.

"Look now you'll get your wish," said Harry.

Cedric finally dared to look into Ron's eyes. His eyelids were closed. He slowly collapsed towards Cedric. Cedric realized he had fallen asleep. He picked him up and carried him all the way towards the Hufflepuff quarters. He didn't want another excursion between him and Draco not to include Harry In the mix.

Draco remained within the Gryffindor common room waiting for the two to come back so he could apologize. Unfortunately, they never did. Harry already thought that Draco had left. It was three in the morning when Draco decided to leave for he didn't want to get caught by annoying Gryffindors. He figured they would be spending the night in Cedric's room. He had to tell them the truth without letting Harry know somehow…