Chapter 20

A light breeze played across the serene water of the black lake. Several birds twittered over the forbidden forest and several students played exploding snap on the grass, enjoying the heat of the sun. Ron and Harry walked hand and hand around the lake in silence. Not because they didn't want to talk, but because they didn't have anything important to say. They finally stopped under a well shaded tree and sat down together; Harry's arms wrapped tightly around Ron. He bent and kissed Ron on the lips; a place till now that had been sacred to Ron for it still possessed the heated kiss and taste of Malfoy. Ron turned away nervously and leaned his head on Harry's shoulder exhaling deeply.

"This is so relaxing isn't it? I love being alone with you," whispered Harry. Ron smiled up at him. This was very nice. He also loved being in Harry's company, yet his mind was else where. He was still in that dimly lit library deep in a soothing kiss and wrapped in Malfoy's arms. His body heated just from the thought. He gazed up at the clear blue sky as Harry caressed his shoulders from behind.

"When are you and Malfoy going to finish that potions homework," asked Harry as he pressed quick kisses on Ron's shoulders.

"I don't know. I haven't talked to him about that yet." Murmured Ron as his eyes closed. He was imagining that it was Malfoy kissing him gently. The heat from Harry's body reminded him of the warmth that Malfoy radiated in him. He squeezed his hand tight in frustration. He had to get Malfoy out of his mind. Even though through these thoughts his heart was lifted, rehashing them while with Harry disturbed him. He didn't want to hurt Harry. They had been friends for so long and them being together seemed right and necessary. He wanted Harry to be happy and if that meant keeping the secret that he and Malfoy were together, he was determined to keep it. He turned to face Harry and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Harry pulled him tightly to him and their kiss deepened. Ron sat straddling him, his heart racing and his hands playing with Harry's dark brown locks.

Harry's pulled back and looked into Ron's eyes; his breathing was quick and his speech breathy.

"Let's go inside," he smiled seductively. Ron could see the lust in his eyes. He knew where this was going and it made him nervous and uncomfortable. They stood hand in hand and walked the length of the grounds toward the castle.

After hurrying up three flights of stairs Harry was getting anxious he actually tried to undress Ron on the fourth for corridor. Ron pulled him on to the corridor leading to the Gryffindor common room and they were just about to call the password when Hermione climbed through the entrance and stood before them looking completely distraught.

"Hey, you guys are back early," said Hermione as she readjusted her arithmacy but in her arms. She smiled at the two of them and saw that Harry's shirt was messily tucked and Ron's hair was flying. She laughed.

"Yes, it's really hot out, we came in to cool off," responded Harry anxiously. His feet were tapping the floor repeatedly.

"Well, I'll let you two cool off then," she sniggered nervously. The thoughts that Parvati had placed in her mind were very fresh and she had wanted to bring itto Harry's attention, but now in retrospect she thought them rather silly. Why would Ron and Malfoy still be hanging out? They weren't friends anymore.

"Well I'm off for lunch, you two coming?" she asked. Harry opened his mouth to say that they would catch up but Ron covered his stomach with his hand and frowned at him.

"I am pretty hungry," responded Ron as he threw quick shy glances in Harry's direction. Harry frowned in irritation, but quickly recovered. He nodded his head and they followed Hermione to the great hall.

Ron's throbbing heart slowed with each step they made toward the hall. The relief he felt now he couldn't quite place. He knew that Harry wanted him, emotionally and sexually, yet he wasn't ready to go to that step with him. He very thought of sleeping with Harry repulsed him for some reason. It wasn't that he wasn't attracted to Harry; because he was by all means. He just didn't want to add another bad sexual experience with his growing list. Subconsciously he was waiting for Draco. He got butterflies from just thinking about how sex with Draco would be. He knew that waiting for him would be worth it in the end. What he didn't know was how he could continue to avoid Harry without him becoming suspicious.

These were Ron's thoughts as he sat beside Harry at the Gryffindor house table. He reached for a biscuit and a bowl of macaroni and began to eat; still deep in thought.

"Ginny and I aren't talking," said Hermione to add conversation.

"Well, there's no difference there. You haven't spoken to each other all year have you?" asked Harry.

Hermione shook her head and grimaced. Her face was screwed up in thought.

"Actually, she accused me of being childish. And that's quite funny since I've been trying to reconcile for months."

Ron and Harry grinned at each other. They knew for a fact that every time Hermione saw Ginny in the corridors she would start murmuring curse words under her breath and then make angry attempts to get Ginny's attention; which included pokingGinny inthe head.Ginnywould yell at her at her and storm off. Ron and Harry turned away from each other before they were tempted to laugh and call Hermione out.

"And can you believe what Parvati and her gang believe?" asked Hermione. Harry and Ron shook their heads and waited for her to tell them.

"Well, Parvati is convinced that Ron and Malfoy are dating," she added quickly looking in Ron's direction. Ron pulled a drink to himself and pretended to drink while directing his attention to the inside of the cup. He was hoping that when he lowered it, they would be talking about something else. He hated lying to his friends; and this would make the fourth time today.

He lowered his cup and saw that they were still looking in his direction. He frowned and looked around at the two of them.

"What, you don't believe her do you? She's mental." He scowled.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other but didn't say anything. Ron knew they weren't convinced. He opened his mouth to try again, when Malfoy crossed over to them. Pansy was holding his robes from behind looking like a bewildered duckling. Ron's stomach balled into knots. God, he has bad timing, he thought while smiling inwardly. He hoped his face looked pissed.

"What do you want Malfoy," asked Harry.

Malfoy's eyes traveled from Ron's seemingly angry face to Harry's outright pissed one.

"What's it to you Potter?" he sneered slyly. He looked back at Ron; crossing his arms angrily. "I hope you weren't expecting me to do our homework alone Weasley," said Malfoy.

"I wouldn't trust you with such a remedial task," Ron scowled. Harry and Hermione laughed heartedly. Malfoy jeered at them both before he focused again on Ron.

"Well, library, 7:00?" asked Malfoy as he turned to walk away.

"Whatever," glared Ron as he turned back to his food. Harry continued to laugh and all the skepticism was wiped from both his and Hermione's face.

"That was great," reminisced Harry as they walked to History of Magic a few minutes later. He patted Ron on the back and kissed him quickly on the cheek.

"Did you see is face. He looked pretty remedial to me," laughed Neville. They all turned and looked around at him.

"Where did you come from?" They all asked.

"I was behind you guys the whole time," said Neville as they entered Professor Binn's class. They all took there seats as Binn's quickly entered a monologue about hippogriff wars. There was a lot of blood and gore, yet the way he told it, they might he might as well have been talking about a funeral. Hermione scratched away with her quill and Harry and Ron played tic- tac- toe on a piece of parchment. By the end of the class Hermione was frustrated as usual for being the only one that paid attention, and she went into her usual monologue of not letting them copy her notes. Ron then comforted her by throwing out words like you're too smart and we can't do this without you Mione.

"Well, you'd deserve it you know?" she jeered at them; yet she was smiling all the same.

They pushed through the rest of their classes that day and only had one fierce fight with Malfoy in the corridor before they entered their packed common room after dinner. Ron settled on the couch pulling his shoes off and lying on this side facing the fire. Harry scooted behind him, resting an arm around his waist.

Hermione sat on the floor in front of them reviewing her transfiguration notes for the test the following week. Ron closed his eyes and tried to sleep. He did feel up to homework at the moment. Harry rested behind him completely worn out. They had a quidditch game the next day, and he had been coming up with tactics every night for the past couple of weeks. His late night planning sessions were finally catching up with him.

"Ron, its 15 minutes to seven; shouldn't you be leaving now?" asked Hermione.

Ron opened his eyes slowly and stared down at her. He grabbed Harry's arm and looked at his watch. He groaned with irritation. He slipped from under Harry's arms and made his way to his dorm, which he was sharing with Harry again, and got his potions things. He reached in his drawer and got the two friendship rings that Malfoy had bought. He put them in his pocket. He descended the stairs to the common room and saw that Harry was sitting up completely alert. Harry walked over to him and gripped his arms.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Harry asked.

"No, the faster I get done with this the better," Ron responded. "I'll be okay Harry," he smiled.

Harry frowned and let him go.

"I'll be checking my Marauder's map while you're gone. You know, to make sure that he doesn't do anything strange."

"Okay," grinned Ron sheepishly. He crossed to the exit and looked over his shoulder.

"I'll be back before you know it," said Ron as he clambered through the portrait hole closing it behind him.

Harry smiled faintly as the door closed behind him. Hermione came up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"He'll be safe. You don't have to worry about him Harry," she soothed.

"It's not Ron I'm worried about, it's Malfoy," he scowled as he entered his dorm to get his map.

"Malfoy? You saw how he looked at Ron in the great hall. That friendship is over," she proclaimed.

Harry shook head and opened the map.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good," said Harry as the lines of the map etched its way across the parchment. He searched the many dots for Ron's and saw him heading toward the library. A dot labeled Draco Malfoy was already in the library pacing. Harry looked up at Hermione who was looking at the pacing dot. She looked at Harry, shrugged and sat down on his bed. He wished that the map could show conversations. His eyes paused when Malfoy did.

"Out of the corner of his eye he saw that Parvati, Angelina and Katie were wondering the corridor behind Ron

"What are they doing?" asked Harry.

"Probably looking for someone to spy on," responded Hermione as she frowned down at the map.

"Well, should we get some work done then?" she asked looking at the back of Harry's head. "Harry, you can't watch him forever," she glowered. She pulled the map from him and folded it back up. He looked at her in shock, but seeing her determination he forfeited.

"I'm checking it in fifteen minutes whether you like it or not Hermione." He grimaced grabbing the map back.

"Okay, but until then, let's do some homework." She smiled.

They gathered their books and descended the stairs to the common room, Harry carrying the map under his arm. Hermione frowned at it before she sat on the floor in front of the fire.

"Don't you trust him Harry?" she asked.

"Yes, I trust Ron. But I'll kill over before I trust Malfoy," he hissed.

Hermione shook her head and bent her head to work. Harry joined her very reluctantly; the map still at his side.

The library was dark and cast in eerie shadows. Candles flickered from various tables and the only sound was that of the huge grandfather clock behind the librarian counter. Malfoy stood leaning on the window sill. He was wearing a black button up collared shirt and dark jeans. His robe lies over the back of the nearest chair. He looked out at the star strewn sky; the light cast down on him gave a dark and mysterious tent to hi face. He raised his wrist to check his watch. It read 7:05. He's late, he thought. He crossed his arms and continued to star out of the window, but down at the foggy grounds. He was getting anxious now. He hoped that nothing had happened to Ron. Maybe he should go look for him. He nudged from the wall and was about to put his robes on again when Ron came through the doors.

They paused and looked at each utterly expressionless. Ron finally smiled and crossed over to him. Malfoy lowered his robes and placed it back across the chair. Malfoy watched the candle light flicker across Ron's profile as Ron undid his robes and placed it on the chair over his. He turned and looked up into Malfoy's blue eyes; waiting. Malfoy gripped his waist and pulled Ron to him. He bent and kissed in tenderly on the lips. His hands traveled up his arms, caressed his neck and gripped the back of kiss head; his fingers splayed in his thick silky hair. Ron opened his mouth and moaned inwardly as Malfoy feasted with open mouth kisses down the length of his neck. He trailed back to his lips and attacked them fiercely. Ron gripped Malfoy's belt and his fingers fumbled with it until he pulled it apart. He was about to unzip his pants when Malfoy's hands stopped him.

"Ron, wait," he moaned deeply in his ear before he suckled the side of his neck. Ron squirmed under his hands and pulled back to look into his eyes. His heart was racing and his breath was short and quick. He wanted Draco so badly, and he couldn't understand why they were stopping.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked as he slid both hands under Malfoy's shirt rubbing his chest. He lifted the shirt and lowered his head to suckle his nipples. Chills of excitement coursed through Malfoy's body as his penis hardened.

"God Ron, "he whimpered through quick raspy breaths. "We can't do this here," he whispered.

Ron pulled away and lowered his shirt again. He looked around them and saw no one. He could hear Madame Pince, the librarian, rearranging books two shelves down but other than that, the library was completely quiet. Malfoy pulled away from him and sat down at the table, where his cauldron was waiting. Ron scowled at him as he sat.

"Draco, are you for real?" he asked. Malfoy smiled at him and nodded.

"If we don't get this over with, I'm quite sure Potter will realize we're not doing work when we're together." He smirked as he pulled out his ingredients. Ron found this quite logical but he couldn't suppress the fact that he wanted to be having wild and crazy sex right now rather than studying.

"Oh, I forgot anyway. Harry's watching us," said Ron casually.

"What?" hissed Malfoy looking around nervously.

"He's not here. He's just watching us on his map," Ron added.

"Potter and his damn map. What are we going to do about that then?" asked Malfoy.

"Well, I've solved that already. We'll use the Room of Requirement. It doesn't show on the map," he smiled.

Malfoy thought about this and figured that if Ron wanted to try it, he was more than willing. They worked on their potion for about an hour before the potion looked right. They bottled it in two vials and cleared the rest away. They were putting there things away when someone entered or maybe leftthe library. They figured it was Madame Pince, for it was pretty late to be out; so they didn't pay any attention to it.

"So, I'll meet you in the Room of Requirement in an hour?" asked Ron as he threw his bag back over his shoulders.

"I guess so. You better be on time too," joked Malfoy. "I can't handle waiting longer than I have to."

Ron kissed him on his cheek and dug in his pocket for the rings. He had forgotten that he had brought them. They were on necklace chains for they would be figured out if they were seen on their fingers. Malfoy bent to let him slide it over his head.Ron put his on as well.

Ron smiled up at him as he turned and left the library alone. He had a feeling that Harry was watching his departure. He tucked the necklace into his shirt and was almost to the Gryffindor common room before Malfoy left the library.

"Ballypopperdoo," called Ron to the fat lady. She nodded sleepily and the portrait opened for him. He climbed through just as Parvati and her gang came around the corner behind him.

"Oh, Ron can we speak with you." Parvati called.

He looked around at her and stepped back out the portrait. He held a foot in the door so it wouldn't close and glowered at the group of girls before him.

"What do you want Parvati?" he asked.

"I was just wondering where you were tonight?" she asked with a malicious glint in her eye.

"I was in the library doing homework for potions. Why?"

"Were you with anyone?" she continued, ignoring his question.

"Yes, Malfoy, why?" he asked again.

"Malfoy? Does Harry know about this?" she asked shifting from foot to foot.

He knew exactly where she was going with this and it made him laugh.

"Actually he does; and your point is?" he asked haughtily, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh, there's no point, just curious."

She eyed him up and down until her eyes flickered onto a red mark on his neck. She smirked maliciously and stepped closer to him; her girls followed.

"You might want to cover that up before Harry sees," she whispered in his ear; her thumb caressing the hickie still fresh and hot on his neck.

He locked eyes with her as he moved his head to the side. He lifted his robe collar a little higher and swallowed nervously.

"You know?" he asked looking around at the three of them. He closed the door behind him and leaned against the portrait. His heart was racing for a whole different reason now. He was at their mercy again.

"Silly boy, I know everything," she cackled softly. He opened his mouth to question her, but closed it just as quickly. He remembered now. In the library earlier, it had been them laughing behind the bookshelf. He cursed himself under his breath and glared angrily back at Parvati, who he saw was looking directly at him smiling.

"Ah, I see you've connected the dots. What a horrible thing you're doing behind Harry's back. You should be ashamed of yourself."

She walked forward and placed both hands on either side of his face, bringing her face within inches of his.

"I bet you're wishing you hadn't thrown me from your dorm now aren't you," she grinned.

Ron thought back and he cursed him again. Damn karma, he thought.

"What are you going to do?" he asked.

She smiled and leaned forward kissing him lightly on the lips. Her hands caressed his thigh, but slowly made its way to his groin where his erection still lay. She groaned in her throat and kissed him on the cheek. She flicked her tongue out across his ear then pulled back to look into his now scarlet and scared face.

"Don't worry; I'm not going to pull a Lavender, that bitch was disgusting. What I want I'm sure you're going to enjoy."

He highly doubted that, but he had no room for objections. He moaned silently and closed his eyes as Parvati gripped his erection through his pants. She squeezed and rubbed him up and down. Angelina and Katie watched in awe.

"I want to watch you and Malfoy fuck," she whispered as she slid a hand into his jeans, gripping his erections and stroking fiercely. He grabbed her inserted hand and tried to pull it out, but Angelina and Katie stopped him. He opened his mouth to yell out when she stroked him firmly, rubbing the pre cum over the tip of his dick. He leaned his head back and moaned aloud.

"Do we have a deal?" she asked.

"No, why should I?" Ron asked.

"Because I don't think Harry would be very happy to find out that you and Malfoy are still together. And I might let that little piece of information slip in casual conversation. I've been known to do that you know?" she smirked.

Ron leaned his head back against the wall as she continued to stroke him. He couldn't let that happen. It would destroy Harry if he found out, and he knew that Hermione would never talk to him again. He had lied to them for so long, yet this was the biggest lie.

"So, do we have a deal?" she repeated. He looked down at her. Right now, having her watch him and Malfoy having sex seemed like a small price to pay to losing a life long friend.

"Deal," he moaned.

She smiled menacingly as she continued to stroke him. He threw his head back as he came on her hand and in his boxers. She pulled her hand out of his jeans and rubbed a stream of cum on his lips before she kissed it off. She pulled a hankie from her pocket and wiped her hands clean.

"Ballypopperdoo," she said to the now completely wide awake Fat Lady. She opened and the three girls climbed through. The Fat Lady closed behind him while Ron fastened his jeans again. He looked around at the portrait and saw that the Fat Lady was staring down at him.

"Ballypopperdoo," he hissed angrily as he pulled his robe a little higher to cover his hickie.

"That was really quite disturbing yet really hot," said the Fat Lady.

"Open the damn door lady," he jeered at her pulling out his wand.

"Fine," she called as the door opened and he climbed through. "It was sexy though," she added.

He looked around the common room and saw that Harry and Hermione were lying on the sofa asleep. He grabbed a throw and placed it over then, before glancing at his watch. He had less then ten minutes to get to the Room of Requirement. Thank God Parvati didn't know about tonight. He rushed up stairs and changed clothes, stuffing his soiled ones under the bed. He closed the door to the room behind him quietly and when he turned around he jumped. Parvati was standing there alone; draped in her scarlet bath robes.

"Where are you going?" she asked suspiciously; eyeing his new clothes. Before he could answer with a lie it dawned on her.

"You're going to meet Malfoy aren't you," she hissed quite loudly.

"Shush," he whispered glancing down the stairs to the sofa where Harry and Hermione lie; still sleeping. He nodded. There was no point in lying, he was caught.

"I'm coming," she whispered.

"No, you're not," he whispered back angrily.

"Oh, try to leave me, and I'll have this whole castle in an uproar." She snapped. She entered her room and got dressed, yet when she came out she was alone.

"Aren't your friends coming?" he asked bitterly

"Hell no, I want to see this on my own," she smiled as she followed him down the stairs. He turned and signaled for her to shut up. They crossed the common room and exited through the portrait hole. Once the door closed behind them she began to speak.

"So is this your first time with Malfoy? I've heard from Pansy that Malfoy's quite good in bed. She told me that he does this thing where he…"

He glared at her to cut her off.

"What? I'm just trying to prepare you," she added shyly.

"Well, I don't care what he's done in the past, okay," retorted Ron and they climbed toward the fifth floor. When they got to the room, he was happy to see that Malfoy was already there.

"Wait here okay," he hissed to her.

She opened her mouth to protest but he cut her off.

"Just wait."

She nodded angrily and leaned against the wall. Ron looked around them then entered the room. What he saw took his breath away.

The room was filled with white candle of all different sizes. In the middle of the room there was a king sized bed covered in green silk covers. Decorative pillows covered the upper half of the bed, a rose placed in the center. There was a fire burning in a huge grate putting the room in deep shadow except for the occasional flicker of candle light. The room smelled just like Malfoy's cologne. Ron recognized this as soon as he entered. He searched the room for Malfoy but he couldn't see him

Two strong hands wrapped around him tightly from behind and hot passionate kisses caressed his neck. Ron reached a hand behind him to rest on Malfoy's head. He turned around and instantly his lips were ravished by Malfoy's. He threw his arms around him and kissed him just as hungrily back. Ron pulled back to draw breath and he saw that Malfoy was wearing a dark green silk robe and boxers. Ron smiled up at him and pulled him to the bed.

"What took you so long?" asked Malfoy as he pulled a tray of wine toward them. He pulled two crystal glasses from the tray giving Ron one.

Ron looked toward the door. He had completely forgotten about Parvati after the initial shock of the room. He inhaled irritably and stared back and Malfoy who was pouring the wine for them.

"I was attacked outside of the common room," he confessed.

Malfoy almost dropped the bottle, but Ron caught it.

"What happened? Are you okay," he asked as he examined Ron up and down looking for signs of a struggle.

"It was Parvati and her group. They know about us."

"How could they, we've been very discreet?" asked Malfoy as he poured Ron's glass.

"They were in the library earlier, they saw us kiss," said Ron looking toward the blazing fire.

Malfoy thought back and then he shook his head. He took a sip of his wine and stared into the grate as well.

"So, how are they blackmailing you know?" he asked grinning.

"Well, Parvati says if I don't let her watch you and I having sex, she will tell Harry that we're together,"

"What? Well, let her tell him. I don't want to keep us a secret anyway."

"But, I do Draco," Ron moaned nervously. "We've been through this. I can't lose Harry again."

"Yet you're willing to jeopardize out relationship by letting that whore watch us in our most intimate moments?" Malfoy yelled angrily.

"Don't yell at me okay. You know very well I don't want to lose you over something like this. But, I'm not willing to lose my friends in the process either," Ron snapped back.

"What did you tell her then," asked Malfoy shaking from pent up rage.

"I agreed,"

"You what?" he hissed standing up. "Ron, you didn't?"

"I had no other choice Draco."

"Oh you had other choices, but you didn't want to lose that fake whore Potter,"

"How could you say that?" Ron yelled standing as well.

"I can't believe that you would rather ruin what we have rather than have Potter know the truth. He's the one who humiliated you and you're standing here defending him."

Ron paused. He was shaking with anger; not at Malfoy, but at himself. Everything Malfoy was saying was the truth, yet he couldn't bring himself to admit it. He was pushing his anger toward Harry in the background to have normalcy again. He hated not knowing what to do, and he hated being in the center of such a mess. He walked away from Malfoy and toward the fire where he stood letting the heat siege his thoughts away. Tears were fast forming and one broke the barrier he had placed around himself. It slid down his face and dropped to the floor.

Malfoy placed his glass down on the tray and crossed over to stand beside Ron. He took his glass from him and placed it on the mantle above the fire. He pulled him around and hugged Ron to him. Ron rested his head on his chest and he shook with suppressed tears.

"Ron, why are you so afraid of being happy," Malfoy asked.

"I don't want to lose him. We've been friends for so long. I just can't see myself without him." He pushed back and looked into Malfoy's face. "I'm not ready to lose him yet," he murmured softly.

"He's going to find out one day you know. We can't hide it forever. If he's not willing to see you with someone else, then you have to let him go."

"I know. I'll tell him one day. But until then, can we just take this one day at a time," asked Ron sheepishly.

"Does that mean conceding to Parvati's terms?'' asked Malfoy.

"For the most part. I don't want our first time to be with an audience though," smiled Ron.

"Especially with that lunatic Patil being the one," laughed Malfoy.

"I'll go tell her to leave then," said Ron. Malfoy nodded and Ron crossed to the door. He opened it and peered out. Parvati was lying on the floor, spread eagle in the middle of the corridor. She was snoring loudly and drool was falling down the side of her mouth. Ron sniggered to himself as he closed the door back. He turned and looked at Malfoy, who he saw was lying on the bed undressed only for a sheet.

Ron locked the door and crossed to the bed, stood at the foot and began to undress.

"Where's Parvati?" asked Malfoy as he watched Ron pull off his shirt then boxers.

Ron grinned at the awe on Malfoy's face at seeing his erection size. He crawled over the bed toward Malfoy and kissed him gently on the lips.

"She's asleep in the hall," Ron laughed as Malfoy pulled him over him. He straddled him fully. He squirmed a little to position Malfoy's erections better between his legs. He then gripped both of Malfoy's hands in his own and pulled them above Malfoy head, before he bowed to kiss him on the lips. Malfoy squeezed his hands in earnest surrender.

"I guess we're free to do as we please then," smiled Malfoy as Ron released his hands and kissed him down his collar bone.

"I guess so," laughed Ron as he bent and kissed Malfoy again.

Ron kissed Malfoy's lips aggressively. Their tongues intertwined with each other playfully before he lowered himself down his body; feasting on every inch of body he encountered. He rose on his knees over Malfoy's legs gripping the fast growing erection there. He bent his head to it, breathing hot air down the vast length. Malfoy's legs twitched from anticipation. Ron licked the very tip, sending chills up Malfoy's body. He teased some more until Malfoy cursed from lustful irritation.

He let his erection go and slid the entire length into his mouth. Malfoy gripped his hair as Ron pulled he sperm covered dick in and out of his smoldering mouth. Ron pulled it out of his mouth and cum trailed from his lips down the erection's length. He spat the rest onto the quivering penis and stroked it while he pulled himself a little higher. Malfoy propped up onto his arms and kissed his wet lips while Ron stroked steadily on his member.

Malfoy positions Ron's legs around his waist and flipped him over onto his back. He licked him between his closed lips as he positioned his erection to Ron's entrance. Ron gripped his arms tightly as he nudged in. Ron moaned deeply in his throat as Malfoy's entire nine inches entered him. His back arched from the bed; his head back; his breathing quick. Ron's thighs loosened around Malfoy's waist as his body relaxed. The pained was still there, but he knew from past experience that it could be worse. Malfoy slid himself out to the tip and reentered Ron sending the air completely from his lungs. He repeated this until Ron was comfortable, and then he thrusted in earnest. Ron dug his nails into his back as he increased his stamina. The friction between was more than they both could handle. Malfoy kissed his neck and bit into his shoulder as he came deep inside of him. Ron closed his eyes as Malfoy collapsed on top of him. He couldn't do anything but lie there himself. The room was spinning and he was dizzy from breathing so deeply and quickly.

"Wow," laughed Ron.

Malfoy grinned, the side of his face pressed against Ron's chest.

"Wow, huh?" Malfoy asked when he propped up to looking at Ron's face.

"Yeah, well more than wow; I just can't think straight right now," Ron grinned. Malfoy slouched off of him and onto his back. After a quick rest Ron took this as an invitation to continue. He climbed onto of Malfoy and stroked his dick back to its original hardness.

"What are you doing," groaned Malfoy as Ron rose up a little sliding his erection back in. Ron placed each hand beside Malfoy's head sitting up a little, letting the huge erection slide partially out.

"It's my turn," he smiled.

He lowered himself back down and let Malfoy fill him completely. Malfoy bucked under him from the tight pressure surrounding his penis. Ron was so damn tight, he couldn't stand it. Ron grinned maliciously as he repeatedly bounced on him. Malfoy bit his bottom lips as he gripped Ron behind; coming again, but no sooner had he come that Ron did the same, all over his exposed chest.

Ron laughed and wiped the cum off with a piece of the sheet and then lay down over Malfoy's chest, his erections still inside of him. Ron glanced at his watched.

"We've been having sex for two hours," he exclaimed. He sat up and groaned as Malfoy's wet and hot penis slid back into him.

"Two really? We can do better than that," Malfoy laughed as he moved Ron up and down on him. Ron leaned back his head and ran both hands through his hair as he moved up and down. As much as he wanted to continue, he knew that he would be missed when Harry woke up and he wasn't there.

"I think I may be addicted to you," grinned Ron.

"Is that supposed to be a bad thing?" Malfoy groaned.

"It will be if you keep doing this to me."

"Well you like it don't you," asked Malfoy as he lifted himself further into a waiting Ron.

"Hell yes I like it, but we can't stay here all night," Ron explained, yet he spread his legs wider for Malfoy to enter him more deeply; which he did over and over again. They both came again, and yet Malfoy still didn't pull out of him.

"Let's just stay here. I'll wake us up early so that we can both get back to our common room," moaned Malfoy as he stroked Ron's penis gently

Ron knew that they were making a terrible mistake by staying that night together, but he didn't want to go either. He laid back down over Malfoy's chest; pulling the cover over them both.

"Night," moaned Ron as Malfoy moved inside of him.

"Night," whispered Malfoy.

Parvati rolled over an hour later. Her back was killing her and she wasn't quite sure where she was. She looked around herself and noticed that she was still outside the damn Room of Requirement. She pried herself from the floor and tried the door; it wouldn't budge. She kicked it hard, and regretted afterwards as she hopped up and down holding her sore toes.

She couldn't believe that she had fallen asleep. All she could remember was a lot of yelling coming from within the room and her feet hurting from standing up for so long. She must have sat down and dozed off. Damn sleep, she cursed herself. She crossed back toward the door and tried it again. It was locked so they were definitely in there. She knew she had missed something, and wondered if they had tried to wake her up. Probably not, she thought. This just pissed her off more. She figured that they wanted Harry to know their little secret.

Looking defeated about the door not budging she left and went back to the Gryffindor Common room. She gave the password and climbed through the portrait hole. She was about to sit down on the sofa when she realized that Harry and Hermione were still there. She crossed and sat in the lazy boy facing them. It wasn't until Harry moved his arm that she saw the map there. She tip toed over to him and snatched it quickly from his grip. When he didn't wake, she opened it and saw that the map still showed everyone in Hogwarts. He must have fallen asleep before wiping it clean. She smiled maliciously as she traced the corridors with her finger to the place where the Room of Requirements should be.

Her mind was racing with conniving plans. She would wait until Ron and Malfoy came out of the Room, and then wake up Harry fast enough to catch them. This is such a good plan; she couldn't believe she hadn't thought of it sooner.

She sat there for hours waiting until there was any sign of Ron or Malfoy leaving the room. She knew they would come out early enough to give them time to get back to their common rooms before everyone woke up, but what she didn't know was that she would be asleep before they left.

Harry woke up quickly. Something was missing; it was his map. He searched around him looking for it when he spotted Parvati Patil holding it asleep on the floor. He nudged the throw off of himself and rolled off the sofa onto the floor. He crawled over to her and looked down at the page she had facing up. It was the map of the fifth floor He pulled it from her grasp as she slumped sideways banging her head on the cold floor. He searched the map, but didn't see anything of any importance. He was about to close it when two lone dots appeared out of the spot where the Room of Requirement was supposed to be. He read the first one as Draco Malfoy and the other was…

"Ron!" he yelled loudly making Parvati and Hermione jump from there sleep. Parvati sat up and looked around at him. Her eyes travel from his face to the parchment. She couldn't help but grin. She got up pushed her hair from her face, sighed and climbed the stairs to her dormitory. Her plan was accomplished.

Hermione dropped down to the floor beside him and she watched with him as Ron left Malfoy and headed toward the common room. Hermione knew what Harry was thinking. Why in the world was Ron coming from the Room of Requirement with Malfoy?

"You are seeing this right, Hermione?" asked Harry as his eyes followed the dot that read "Ron Weasley."

"Yes, I'm seeing this, but I'm not quite sure I understand?" she frowned sleepily while rubbing her tired eyes.

"Well, we're about to find out," said Harry and he stood and crossed to the entrance hole. The dot label Ron stopped outside of the entrance, presumably giving the password. Harry waited as the door was pushed open and Ron clambered through. Ron stopped in his tracks at the sight of Harry clutching the open Marauder's Maps and Hermione standing there angrily beside him. He swallowed nervously and his heart began to race. How was he going to explain what they had just seen?