Well, the last chapter seemed to go off okay, so here is another! Thank you for all of your reviews and I hope this chapter will come out as well! Here are my r4eplies to the best people in the world, the ones who reviewed!

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Okay then, read on!

Chapter III:

It's Complicated

Draco

It took Harry only a few minutes

to fall asleep…

He was crying to the last second.

I tried to think of what I could

do…

How I could fix it all and make

him smile again…

But that fuck…

Wesley…

He upset him so much…

Why would Wesley call him

that?

I thought they were friends!

I may not have liked the guy…

But now I fucking hate him!

After Harry fell asleep,

I used my sleeve to wipe the

tears from his face…

He looked so adorable!

My anger faded slightly…

But then…

He whimpered…

Just a sad little whine in his

sleep…

And I was pissed again.

Ron made Harry cry.

And now he's torturing him!

Even when he's sleeping he's

still crying…

Harry may have punched him.

(Which I find amusing)

But I'm gonna slaughter him!

I gently (And bitterly) pushed

Harry from my lap,

And stood up in quiet.

It was only two in the afternoon,

But Harry was up late last night.

(Wink wink)

So I would let him sleep.

I closed the door so no outside

noises could disturb my sleeping

angel,

And passed the room where

Sirius (the one who watched me

like a hawk when I first came)

and a man I knew only as

'That pesky werewolf'…

(My fathers nickname for him)

And I knew they were waymore

then 'Just friends'…

I could tell by the… Howling…

…That was mildly disturbing…

After passing that room

I headed to the den…

Revenge on my mind.

Harry

When I woke up

Draco wasn't there.

And for a moment…

I felt abandoned...

But then I remembered what he

told me before I fell to sleep.

And I just smiled and pulled the

blanket over my head.

One more hour wouldn't hurt…

Draco

When I reached the den

I looked though the crack and the

door and saw that the room had

cleared from everyone but three

people.

A redheaded fuck.

And a bushy-haired brain.

Hermione was casting a spell,

And fixing Ron's nose…

Which was really beat up.

I held in my laughter only half-

heartedly.

But then,

The blood on Ron's face cleared,

And I saw how…

Miserable he looked.

Seconds later,

He was crying…

And Hermione asked him what

happened.

I paused.

And listened to his side of the

story…

Hermione just stared at Ron, who was looking to the ground, tears forming in his eyes and falling down his face.

"I… I said something horrible, Hermione…" He said. "I really, really deserved that… I called him… Well… You wouldn't understand…"

"Ron, what happened?" Hermione asked in a scared voice. "I could never imagine Harry would hit you…"

"I called him a whore." Ron spat out. Draco heard Hermione gasp.

"Why!" She asked angrily. "Ron that's--"

"Malfoy… That bastard Malfoy tricked him!" Ron practically yelled.

"What?"

"I… Saw them, Hermione…" Ron whispered. "They were both asleep… In bed… Malfoy tricked his into sleeping with him… But when I tried to talk to him… Harry acted so… He acted like he and that snake were in love when all that prat did was say some pretty words and get in behind him!"
"RON!" Hermione yelled. When Ron stopped ranting, she spoke up again. "You're right, you did deserve it. You are so apathetic it's sickening!"

"He tricked him!"

"How do you know that, Ron? Did you even talk to Draco? What if they really are--"

"How can you be so calm?" Ron asked angrily. "Malfoy and Harry--"

"Had sex. And you're upset because you didn't want to know that Harry had... that kind of relationship… with anyone." Hermione said, and then there was a slight pause, where Ron looked completely confused, before she continued. "You are like an older brother to Harry, and just like an older brother, you freaked out when you figured out he was having sex… Much less with another man…"

There was another silence.

"And I think you owe Harry an apology. On your knees. Begging for mercy." She finished. "Maybe he'll forgive and forget. Maybe."

Ron nodded and whipped his tears away on his sleeve before standing up. He looked at Hermione.

"You know, the fact that he was with another man… doesn't bother me at all…" he said. "But the fact that he looked so weak… That bothered me… You know? He usually puts up a brave front around everyone but you and me, but with that bastard--"

"Draco."

"Whatever!" Ron snapped. "How could he just give in to him? He's never done that before…"

"Maybe he really loves Draco." Hermione said. "Either way, you still have to apologize to him. Now go."

Ron started out, only to find Draco when he opened the door and jump back a foot in surprise.

"You!"

"Me." Draco said, shrugging.

At this point, Hermione was trying to hold back her laughter at Ron's reaction, but failing. Draco just waited for Ron to calm down a bit before continuing.

"Harry's asleep." He said, looking over at the bookcase not at Ron. But then he turned to the scarlet-haired boy with anger in his eyes. "He fell asleep crying."

Ron looked down at the floor, looking completely discouraged. Draco walked over, seemingly towering over the redhead, even though Ron was taller.

"And what was all this about me tricking him?" he asked angrily.

Ron tightened his fist, shaking.

"Draco, he didn't mean it like--"

"No." Ron interrupted. "That's exactly what I meant!"

Draco's eyes narrowed as Ron lifted up his head and took a step closer.

"You fucking tricked him! Like Harry would ever have sex with some vile, obnoxious, despicable person like you." Ron snapped. "I don't trust you for a second. You work for… for Him and we all know it! I don't know how you tricked him, but I know you did!"

Everything went silent. Ron had expected Draco to yell, or even laugh, but he didn't even seem to have a reaction for a long time. But then, suddenly Ron felt himself thrust forward…. HARD. Until his back hit a wall, and then he was lifted off the ground by his collar. He looked down, but Draco kept his head down so he couldn't see the angry boys face.

"Never… NEVER say that again!" Draco yelled. "I DON'T work for that… That BASTARD! You have… no idea what it was like!"

Ron was paralyzed. Draco sounded … fuming. He had never heard someone sound like this before. He sounded mad… but scared. Hermione just stood there, also seemingly paralyzed. She had one hand over her mouth, looking completely horrified.

"Wesley…" Draco suddenly whispered. "Have you ever… Seen someone murdered? Do you know what he does to them? How he tortures them? He'll cut off their limbs, set them on fire, rape them… He doesn't care………… They made me watch…"

Draco was shaking, and Ron still couldn't see his face. But he was too busy trying not to piss his pants at the moment anyway.

"They… They wanted me to kill someone… The night I ran away… Just some muggle born girl… If I didn't do it… They would kill me… But… I couldn't…" He took a deep breath. "So don't you DARE say I work for him!"

He raised his head for the first time, eyes flaming with anger. He looked like he was about to kill somebody. But then the door opened and someone ran in.

Seconds later, Harry was holding onto Draco's arm as if he were afraid to let go. His eyes were closed, and he had forgotten to wear his glasses at the moment.

"Don't hurt him! Please Draco!" He shrieked.

"Why not!" Draco yelled. "He made you cry! He insulted me! Why the hell shouldn't I hurt him!"

Harry opened his eyes, and Draco just looked into them. Just like all the other times he looked into the bright green spheres, he fell into a trance. Harry looked scared. It was obvious in his eyes. He didn't care that Ron called him a whore; he just didn't want them to hurt each other (Mostly Draco hurting Ron).

"Please…" he whispered.

"Fine, whatever." Draco said, letting go of Ron's collar. "One more word about me, Wesley, and you're a dead man."

Ron was speechless, just staring at the ground. Hermione ran over to Harry and gave him a sympathetic look. Then she looked back down at Ron to make sure he was all right. Draco just rolled his eyes and strolled out, mumbling something about 'not even touching that damn redhead'. Harry watched him leave, feeling slightly neglected, but then Draco stopped at the door and turned around, looking at Harry without saying anything. The green-eyed boy smiled slightly.

"I'll be right there." He said.

He didn't want to be clingy, and grasp onto Draco all the time. He just wanted to know that the fair-haired boy actually cared. Draco gave a silent nod and turned, going up to the bedroom. Once the boy was gone, Ron stood up and looked to the ground.

"Harry, I'm s—"

"Screw you. You called me a whore." Harry said in monotone but the words stung like venom. "Just because I didn't let him hit you… doesn't mean I forgive you for that."

Ron closed his eyes; the anger behind Harry's words hurt him. Hermione just stood there helplessly, suddenly feeling pity for Harry for always being stuck in-between her and Ron's fights. She looked back and forth; Ron let his head fall low to avoid eye contact with Harry, though that was slightly pointless anyway, because Harry was keeping his head turned towards the door.

"H-Harry! Ron didn't mean what he said! Please just listen to him!" She said, panicking.

Harry looked slightly offended and crossed his arms insecurely.

"I can't believe you're on his side." He said. "Even if you don't like Draco, that doesn't mean I can't. It doesn't make me some whore for wanting to be with him!"

Hermione hated seeing Harry so livid about this. Ron still didn't make a move.

"He didn't mean it like that! I don't care if you like Draco!"

"I love him." Harry corrected cynically. "And I don't care what he meant."

"I'm trying to apologize here!" Ron said. "What do I need to do?"

Harry passed for a moment, his solemn face looking slightly sad before turning around and looking Ron in the eyes.

"Say you're sorry."

"I'm sorry." Ron said without hesitation.
"Not to me, to Draco." Harry ordered, a slight menacing smile appearing on his features. Ron noted that it was almost Draco-like, but slightly softer.

Silence rang through the room.

"WHAT?" Ron asked, louder then he had spoken the entire time since Harry had entered the room.

"You heard me." Harry told him, turning around and looking him in the eyes. "I want you to apologize for what you said to him, and everything you've said about him…. –He paused- And if he forgives you, I'll forgive you. If he doesn't, I won't."

Ron looked dumbstruck, as if Harry had just ordered him to cut off a limb... An important one. Harry turned out and walked towards the door, smirking. He knew he had won this battle. He stopped at the door.

"The sooner you do it, the better. Draco holds grudges." He said, and left.

For a moment, Ron and Hermione just stood there. Hermione was the first to show any sign of life as she turned around and lifted the book she had been reading, and opened it. She then sat down in the chair and looked up at Ron.

"So? Aren't you going to go?"

"And apologize to that--"

"Draco." Hermione interrupted. "And apologize to Draco. And, yes, that's exactly what I meant."

Ron looked startled for a moment, and then turned his head away.

"Do I have any other choice?" he asked. "I could, you know, cut off an ear or something…"

"Well, that would be funny, but I doubt that would help your situation very much. If you want Harry to forgive you, you have to apologize to Draco." Hermione said. "And you have to be sincere about it."

"Why are you so quick to take a shine to him? He spent the last five years torturing you, calling you a mud--"

"Harry likes him." Hermione said. "And I trust Harry. He has a good sense of who is good and who is bad, and I doubt he would have let Draco as far as he did unless he trusted Draco in turn. Which means, I'll accept Draco."

She stopped for a moment, reading a sentence or two, or at least that's what it looked like, but then she looked up, her eyes darkened.

"Unless, of course…" She started. "He even hurt Harry. Then… I would never forgive him."

She looked back at her book and Ron could tell this time she was actually beginning to read, which he took as his sign that she wasn't going to carry the discussion any further. He lowered his head in defeat, and ambled out of the room.

Harry

When I said those words to Ron,

I really wasn't thinking it

through.

Draco looked really,

REALLY angry with Ron…

I mean, I want to be Ron's friend

again.

I really do.

But what about how Draco feels?

What about what Ron said to me?

I really wasn't sure if I should

forgive Ron.

So, I passed the decision onto

Draco.

Which seems somewhat unfair,

But I knew that he wouldn't

mind.

After I left Ron,

(He looked really stupid,

standing there with his mouth

open)

I went straight to the room that

the three of us shared.

Draco was there.

I peeked inside,

Because I'm just sneaky like that,

And saw that he was pacing.

He looked worried.

And the fact that he was

worried…

About me no less…

Made my heart flutter a bit.

I like that Draco cares about me.

Not many people care about me.

They may think about me.

They may…

I'm sorry to use this word but I

have to…

Idolize me for something I never

even tried to do.

It just happened!

But Draco…

He doesn't care about fame.

Hell, if anyone from school

found out about us…

He'd probably be laughed out of

Slitherin.

And I'd be kicked out of

Gryffindor.

But we don't care.

Because we love each other.

So after a moment of watching,

In quiet happiness,

I walked in.

He immediately asked me if I

was okay,

If he needed to do some…

Very gruesome actions to Ron…

But I said everything was fine…

I didn't tell him about the deal I

made with Ron…

Because I want him to honestly

forgive Ron,

Not just do it because I want him

too.

And then he sat on the bed,

Letting out a relived sigh.

I just stood there…

Feeling…

Well…

A bit more then slightly

awkward.

But then he smirked,

And patted the spot next to him

unperturbedly,

Without saying a word.

I smiled at him,

And sat down.

He smiled right back at me, too.

But then he wrapped one arm

around me,

And pulled me closer.

I blush,

A lot,

And put my hands on the front of

his robes.

I close my eyes,

And loose myself in his

warmth…

And all I can think in…

OMG!

I'M CUDDLING WITH

DRACO MALFOY!

But I try not to let this slightly

excited thought (Okay,

completely girly thought)

Show on my face.

I try to keep my calm.

But my heart is racing,

And my face is blushing.

I can feel my blood actually

pulsing in my cheeks.

And Draco laughs a bit,

And tells me I look cute when I

blush…

Which just makes me blush more

and burry my face into his robes.

"Don't hide it." He tells me.

But I just shake my head.

Finally, he sighs and gives up,

Letting me hide my face in his

robes…

And sheltering me with his long

pale arms.

I feel safe…

But then I felt Draco tense.

And I knew Ron was there.

Draco

My first thought is:

GET THE FUCK OUT WEASEL!

But I'm not allowed to say that,

apparently.

Because Harry's small hands grip

my robed as a warning.

I sighed,

But didn't let go of Harry,

Even when he pulled at my arm a

bit.

Because if I did,

That would mean this weasel

won.

And I don't want him having the

satisfaction.

Harry turns in my arms,

But doesn't pull at them again,

As though he is reading my

mind.

Ron came closer,

Avoiding eye contact like the

plague.

Good.

I want him to feel ashamed for

what he said to MY Harry.

That's right, I said MINE.

You may find,

(And this may surprise some of

you),

That I am very, very dominant.

Especially with him.

I will protect every hair on his

body from Satin himself if I had

to.

So Ron comes,

And stands right in front of me.

I want to bark at him.

But Harry grips my robe tighter.

Why the hell is he stopping me!

But then…

The weasel bows his head.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"About everything."

"I didn't mean to… offend

you…"

I smirk.

Yeah, I know this was Harry's

idea.

I'm not stupid enough to think

this guy would ever apologize to

anyone like me.

And by that, I mean the guy

who's snogging his friend.

Not just because I'm a Slitherin.

I want to snap back,

Perhaps with a sarcastic remark,

Or even an insult about him

being a mutt.

But… I say want for a reason.

Because I don't.

Harry looked so…

Hopeful.

He tried not to show it,

But he really wants me to forgive

this bastard.

Fine.

I'll forgive him.

But I won't make it easy.

"Whatever for?" I ask

sarcastically.

He just stood there for a moment,

unmoving.

He looked over at Harry for a

moment,

But Harry pretended to be

interested in my collar,

Which was slightly uneven

because he messed it up.

But hell, it was fun.

The weasel bowed his head

again.

"You're with… my best friend…

And…"

He was forcing these words.

I can read voices well.

"I don't want Harry to feel… Like he can't trust me…"

These words,

On the other hand,

Are sincere.

"… Fine." I say,

Sounding reluctant,

Because I am reluctant.

"I forgive you…"

He looked up,

And Harry actually made eye

contact with him this time.

"But…"

He paused.

Both Harry and I stare at him.

"Could you two… I don't

know… Have sex elsewhere? It

was rather awkward walking in

and finding two naked guys in

one bed."

I smirk,

And Harry is blushing like a

fucking tomato.

"Well… We could try." I say,

In a slightly singsong tone.

"But who knows, passion may

get the better of us… You may

want to learn how to knock."

Harry whimpered and buried his

face in my robes.

Whispering something along the

lines of:

"Oh god… Please don't say

that!"

And I just pull him in close,

And whisper in his ear:

"I only forgave him for you,

Harry. Don't think we're gonna

be pals now."

Okay, that seemed to go fairly smoothly… I was hoping to make it slightly longer, but it ran short… TT…. It's still longer then both of the previous chapters, but I was hoping that at the end of this chapter they would already be on the train… Well, I'll save that for next time, then, because it's about two in the morning and I'm tired. I'm just gonna save this to disc and sleeeeeep… (--) zzzzzzz…

Please review… Without them, I cry myself to sleep…. T-T