Chasing Dragonflies

Chapter 7

Hermione sat on a camping bed in Ginny's room, glad that Ginny herself was a deep sleeper, she cried hard, as her head ached with thoughts rushed to her head making her feel sick with dizziness.

He's not going to kill me, he loves me, he said so, he wouldn't lie, not to me, we share everything, i told him about Harry and Ron and he hasn't said anything to any one, i would know if he had. I love him, i don't mean to, i felt so much happier loving Ron, he made me laugh, but Draco makes me feel safe, like every day with him is a whirl wind that I've never felt before. Every one is being so self centred, and selfish, caring more about the school houses then whether its occupants are happy, i am happy. Draco loves me. I love him. Why would Harry lie? He wouldn't lie about something like that, would he? He might be upset about me and Draco being together, but lying about him trying to kill me, but failing and killing the person he loves, its sick! Its more than sick, its vulgar. Harry Potter, the boy who lies. I'm not the only one thinking it, its all over the prophet, but he never lies!

I'm perfectly happy with Draco, he's happy with me too, i mean, he would have left me once his cronies Crabbe and Goyle left him, surely? I know he has a bad temper, he finds thing funny that others find rude, he's changed. For the better. He's sweet, he opens up to me. The only reason i started this whole relationship was so i might be able to get information out of him, and that i did, now i have no friends left to tell, not that i would, i didn't mean to, but i fell in love with him, and so far, I'm still falling. He told me about his childhood, how his home never felt safe, he was pressured into being who he is, because his dad wanted the Malfoy name to be in Slytherin for all generations, his mother, she never talks to him, only enough to make it look like she cares to the out side world, but when they're alone, he hides away in his room, like Harry hides when he is with the muggles. They're not that different, if situations were different, they would be best friends, but they have to let there testosterone do the talking.

I feel sorry for Draco, all he ever seems to want is to be close to me, like Harry wants to be close with Ron, they've never felt true love, once upon a time i hoped i could give my love to Ron, but well, he doesn't bat for my team, now i can give my love to Draco, its all he wants, love. He keeps on wanting to talk to me, i can tell, he's being pressured into taking the dark mark, only he would never admit it. I wouldn't force him to either, only i hope he makes the right choice, but even if he made the wrong one, my love is still growing for him, death eater or not, i would stand by him. He's the only friend i have now, i feel so isolated, i wish i could be with Harry and Ron, sat out in the garden, just being with each other, whilst I'm alone, locking in a silent charm so no one can hear my true worries.

0x0x0

"All packed?" Ron asks as he sits next to Harry on the bed, he nods and falls into the comfort of his boy friend, who is only pleased to hold him. "I know your scared, i am too, but as I've said millions of times, there is no way i will let that stupid twat hurt me, because that would hurt you, and that's something i would never dream of."

"I'm not letting you out of my sight, until i know it's not going to happen." Harry assured, but he was more assuring himself then Ron.

Smiling greatly, Ron whispers "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Ron kissed Harry in thanks, as Harry pulled himself further onto the bed, pulling Ron with him, quickly making a privacy charm and throwing it at the door, Harry took of Ron's muggle clothes that he wore at the holidays. Ron unzipping Harry's trousers felt himself become deeply aroused, and he could see that Harry was to. Harry's hands wondered Ron's body as their kiss became more alive, as his hands went further down, he knew that this is what Ron wanted, as he heard his lover dream about them, and waking up in a hot sweat in the middle of the night. Slowly taking of his boxers, Harry found his prize, escaping the kiss he looked into Ron's eyes, who was pleading with him to continue, he did as his partner wanted and rubbed it smoothly up and down feeling it get harder and harder in his hands, he felt so confident doing this, and he knew his partner was enjoying it because of the soft moans that were escaping his lips, when he knew that his partner was about to enjoy the climax of his enjoyment, Harry took his length in his mouth, Ron's eager moves made it so he was hitting the back of Harry's neck, Harry wished he had put a silence charm on the door, because the amount of noise Ron was making was surely loud enough for some to hear. Shooting the hot liquids into Harry's mouth, Ron let out a loud moan, once Harry swallowed his favourite taste, he quickly moved to Ron's lips, silencing the moan, and biting Ron's lip, this turned his partner on more, as he pushed Harry down, so he was now on top, moaning into Ron's ear, he knew this was what he wanted, and he knew his partner was now ready. After a couple of minutes of assuring them both, and making sure with each other they were ready for the next step in their relationship, Ron was inside Harry, and to his delight, he was enjoying more than he ever could imagine, Harry didn't care about being quiet any more, his partner was sending his body in pain and pleasure all at once, hitting him hard he became weak and he wanted it to end, but Ron made him want more, stopping quickly and pushing in harder made Harry thrive with energy, ignoring the pain and concentrating on the pleasure made him feel as if he was in heaven, and the sticky liquid that now covered his hands told him he wasn't dreaming. Ron collapsed next to him in a heap, sprawled together in a sticky mess, Ron smiled and sighed into Harry's ear.

"I love you." Ron smiled.

"I love you too." Harry blushed, he always went red when he was next to Ron, and after what they had just done he was surprised Ron wasn't in fits of laughter, as his boyfriend was crimson.

"You were amazing." Ron said, causing Harry to redden further, hiding his head in Ron's hair, he felt safe, and happy, and he didn't care who knew.

"Ron?" Harry mumbled, he was sure that Ron didn't hear, but when Ron pulled Harry out of his shoulder and looked him in the eye, he knew he wanted him to continue, "I know you said you wasn't ready, you know for any one to know." Harry said, "And i don't mind, but, when your ready, I'm ready."

"You want to tell every one?" Ron asked a little shocked.

"We don't have to, i don't want to push you into doing something you don't want to, but, what we just did, i felt so safe being with you, and i just i don't want that feeling to end."

"It will never end, and if your ready, so am i," Ron smiled and kissed him on the lips, "But you wore me out now Potter, more of this tomorrow,"

"Promise?" Harry giggled.

"You bet your cute ass i promise." Ron winked, and held Harry tight, and with in a couple of minutes he fell asleep, the soft snoring, making Harry feel that it was okay if he went to sleep as well.

The train was its usual self, Harry and Ron shared a carriage with Luna, and Neville, who were reading deeply to even notice the smiling faces on the two boys opposite them. Hermione walked into the carriage, and looked at Harry as if he wasn't there, "Dumbledore says your not to do your prefect duties until he thinks its safe." Hermione said in a bitter tone, "Stupid fool."

"What?" Harry shouted, "He's not stupid, you are." Neville and Luna looked up wondering if they had missed something. "Dumbledore is protecting Ron from your stupid murdering boy friend,"

"He is not a murderer!" Hermione shouted, "You wouldn't understand, your happy with your fucking boy friend, why wont you let me be happy?" She was in tears now, and Harry didn't feel guilty at all.

"You can't be happy with some one like him!" Ron said, "And yes we are happy together Hermione, face it your only with him because you can't find any one else."

"Wrong. I'm with him because i love him, i hope you two are happy together." And with that she walked out of the carriage and sulked of.

"Wait, your together?" Luna asked as she smiled in daze at the two boys.

"Yes." Harry smiled, taking Ron's hand.

"Since when?" Neville asked, eager to know more.

"A while now." Harry said.

"Nine days." Ron laughed. "Feels like for ever."

"It will be forever." Harry smiled.

"Okay, i feel sick now." Neville laughed and went back to his reading, choosing not to watch the two boys kiss.

0x0x0

Ron sat on his bed, Harry firmly sat next to him determined not to let Ron out of his sight. "I really wish we were friends with Hermione," Ron moaned, "This charms essay is fucking hard."

"Here, I'll do it," Harry smiled, he had already done his home work, mainly in the middle of the night as his constant fears and nightmares keeping him awake.

"Your my hero." Ron laughed stealing a quick kiss he smiled at Harry, who blushed under the touch. "When was the last time you got some sleep?"

"Last night." Harry lied.

"Liar, i was awake last night, and you were sat up doing your home work." Ron pointed out, "Give me back my work, and you can sleep for an hour,"

"Do i look that bad?" Harry moaned, as he rubbed his eyes.

"In a sexy way," Ron smiled, "Sleep."

"Don't go anywhere?" Harry said.

"I promise, i will be sat here, and when you wake up i will probably have done two more lines." Harry smiled and then put his head on the pillow, and closing his eyes slowly, hoping to get some sleep.

Ron closed his text book and sighed loudly, his head hurting from reading the same line over and over again, feeling as though his eyes were being pinned open, he closed them and lay down next to Harry, he had as much sleep as Harry had, even though he never admitted it, he was scared of what Harry had dreamed, when ever he closed his eyes he saw himself being held in Hermione's arms, his blood causing a crimson puddle on the floor.

"Ron?" Harry's voice was scared and frantic, it had been just over an hour since he had gone to sleep, and Ron wasn't next to him, his school books were on the floor in a messy pile.

"Harry," Ron's voice was a comfort to Harry, he turned his head and saw Ron standing up looking out of the window.

"I thought you left me." Harry said, tears streaming down his face, he fell into Ron's arms, he held him tight.

"Another dream?" Ron asked, he felt Harry nod into his shoulder and ushered him back to the bed.

"It was just a nightmare," Harry said quietly, but Ron told him to continue. "We weren't together, and you were with Draco."

"Blimey, that better not come true." Ron said with a small laugh. "I'm with you, imagine being with Draco, you'd start to smell as if you hadn't washed for days." Harry laughed along with Ron, who cradled him softly, "Don't worry about that dream, i can assure you dear, that one will never come true."

"And neither will the other one." Harry smiled, and looked at the clock, they were late for potions.

"Don't worry, i sent a letter to Professor McGonagall, about how you haven't been sleeping, and she said you should stay in bed all day, and also said i can stay with you, and during lesson breaks, one of our class mates will bring our work up." Ron thought Harry might be angry with him because he told some one about his fears, but he smiled. "And she said, when your up to go down to the hospital wing to get a sleeping potion, so you don't have any nightmares." Harry nodded, "Do you feel better after your sleep?"

"A little." Harry smiled, "Want me to help you with your work now?"

"I did it." Ron smiled proudly, "I used yours to help me. Do you mind?"

"Course not." Harry smiled. "So, we have the day alone in bed with permission, and no work to do?"

"Yes." Ron winked. "Wonder what we could do to occupy our selves now."

0x0x0

"Hey babe." Draco smiled at Hermione who blushed, "I missed you during the holiday."

"I missed you too." Hermione smiled, "I was sent to the burrow, and they all tried to persuade me not to be with you any more." Draco nodded and moved closer to Hermione in a comforting hug.

"I love you Hermione," Draco said quietly, "I'm sorry, i have to do this,"

Draco moved closer to Hermione, pushing the silver knife engraved with a Slytherin snake on the blade, her blood trickled on the shiny blade, as she let out a small scream but her voice was hushed by Draco's lips, his tears pressed against Hermione's cheeks, he removed the blade and watched the girl he loved slide onto the floor, her eyes white in pain.

"I'm sorry, he would have killed you any way." Draco said quickly, before running off, taking one more look at Hermione before going through another corridor, his tears stinging his face.

a/n -- no more till tomorrow or maybe the next day now, i was in a chapter whore mood today and posted a bit too much and now i have to go and write more :D hope you enjoy it.. and revies are most definately welcone :D