Chasing dragonflies

Chapter 11

It had been just over a week since everything had happened, and Ron and Harry were easing into their new routine, they would wake up in each others bed, wrapped in each others body, after a long night of cuddling, they still hadn't found a way around of doing anything else because of their room mates, which both boys found hard to control them selves. They would go to lessons, spend time with Hermione and do home work, and then an hour kissing, and then go to bed, and wake up in each others arms.

Sitting in potions, Ron was staring into space, he had failed to create the potion, and Snape had got so angry at his failed attempt made him sit at the front of the class reading the text book, Harry felt bad for Ron, and felt as if a part of him was missing with the empty chair next to him. Hermione smiled at Ron every chance she got, which only made Harry more angry. Ron flicked through the pages bitterly, as he looked at the clock, two minutes to go, he was sure that Snape had made the clock go extra slow, he wouldn't put anything past him.

Ron walked out of class last, Snape making him put all the books away, Harry waited out side with Hermione, "Hey." Hermione laughed, Ron smiled at them both, as Malfoy appeared, it was the first time Harry had seen him since the accident, and his face went pale, Ron's knuckles whitened.

"If it isn't Potter." Malfoy smiled his evil smile and stared at Harry. "What's wrong? I haven't seen you in a while, did you miss me?" Ron saw red, punching Malfoy hard so he was now on the floor, his nose definitely broken. "You'll pay for that Wesley."

"What ever," Ron mumbled, and pushed both Harry and Hermione forward.

"You fat bastard, surprised Harry isn't squashed form you lying on top of him all night." Ron wanted to punch him again, but Harry pushed him forward this time, and Hermione helped, it was the first time she had seen him since he stabbed her, and her heart broke at the sight of him. Once again he was his usual self, with Crabbe and Goyle, and the Slytherin house worshipping him as if nothing happened.

The three Gryffindor's walked into the common room, which was practically empty as students still had lessons, except for a few who had free lessons. Ron sat on the arm chair, Harry on top of him, Hermione on the sofa reading a book.

"Ignore him." Harry mumbled into Ron's neck.

"Don't worry." Ron smiled, "I wont let him get to me." He lied. "Hermy, are you okay?"

"Fine, i just forgot what a jerk, well, any way, I'm going to the library. I suggest you get started on your potions. Especially you Ron."

"Sure." Ron said, he had no intention on doing home work, once she was out of the room, he stared at Harry, "Are you alright? I know that was the first time you seen him since."

"I'm fine honestly, seeing him get punched by you, made my day." Harry smiled.

"I'll do it again in a heart beat." Ron laughed.

"I know you would." Harry smiled.

0x0x0

After Transfiguration, Ron was kept behind by McGonagall, Harry waited patiently out side with Hermione.

"How's everything been since we had that talk Weasley?" She asked.

"Yeah fine." Ron smiled. "I wanted to say sorry, i said some words i shouldn't have." Ron mumbled.

"Its perfectly alright. I just wanted to check you was okay,"

"Thanks." Ron smiled, once he was told to leave he left with a small smile.

"What was that about?" Hermione asked eagerly.

"Nothing." Ron smiled, Harry looked at him, "It was nothing, she just wanted to see if i was okay."

"And are you?" Hermione asked.

"Why wouldn't i be?" Ron smiled, and they walked into the great hall.

Staring at the food on the table Ron felt sick, after the comment from Malfoy, he found it hard to eat, he knew he was being stupid but his insecure self was seeking through, he picked at a piece of chicken, and drank a glass of water, as Harry and Hermione were in deep conversation and Ron took this to his advantage making it look as though he had eaten by putting food on his plate, spreading it around and casting a quick vanishing spell.

"I'll meet you in the common room," Ron smiled and walked of quickly, still having the food in his system, he hated himself for what he was doing, but he couldn't help himself, he made himself sick, after using a cleaning spell on his robes, he knew he was being stupid but thoughts crossed his mind, that Harry wouldn't love him any more if he became bigger then he already was.

Ron wondered into the common room five minutes later, were Hermione and Harry were sat at a table doing work, joining them Ron pulled out his own book, after getting a sigh from Hermione as he started doing the charms work that was due in tomorrow. Harry laughed as Ron rolled his eyes, and Hermione lost all concentration, she moved away from them shouting she was going to the library, Ron laughed and noticed that Hermione had left her charms work behind, shrugging he picked it up and read it, before re doing his.

Ron put his things away once he had finished, and looked at Harry who was staring at him.

"What?" Ron laughed.

"Nothing, your just beautiful." Ron blushed, and Harry giggled. Ron kissed Harry passionately, and the people in the common room made funny noises.

"Take it up stairs!" Neville laughed, Ron looked at Harry and laughed.

"Okay." Ron grinned and grabbed Harry's hand, every one laughed as the two made their way up the stairs.

Ron sat at the foot of Harry's bed, after a ten minute kissing marathon he felt himself get worked up wanting more, and he thought it best to stop before he continued. "Ron?"

"Yeah?" Harry stared at Ron, who looked back at him a small smile on his lips.

"I wish it didn't have to be like this," Harry mumbled.

"So do i, but what can we do?" Ron smiled, "I promise there will be of this." Ron kissed Harry roughly.

"Good." Harry smiled. Looking forward to Easter holidays more than ever.

0x0x0

After promising to write to Hermione, Ron and Harry made their way to Ron's parents, who were waiting with huge grins on their face. The two boys were the first of the Weasley's to get of the train, Molly grinned at Harry, and grabbed Ron by the shoulders.

"Let me look at you." She said, Ron blushed as his mum was looking him up and down, "You've lost weight, you need to eat more." Ron rolled his eyes, and pulled away from his mum. "Harry, look a bit peaky, don't worry I'll have a big home cooked meal for the both of you." Harry smiled, and Ron just stared at the floor, waiting for Ginny so they could go home.

"How are you son since everything?" Mr Weasley asked Ron.

"Fine." Ron smiled, hating having the attention on him.

"What about you Harry, how are you?" He asked.

"Fine thanks Mr Weasley." Harry smiled, "How's work at the ministry?" Harry knew Ron didn't want to talk any more, and getting his father to talk about his work was the best way to keep Mr Weasley of his son.

0x0x0

An hour later, and they were all stepping into the Burrow, being ordered to go upstairs and unpack by Mrs Weasley, so she could get cooking, made Ron feel sick, he couldn't eat, but he couldn't not eat at the same time.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked as he sat down on Ron's bed.

"Nothing." Ron smiled, and started to unpack.

"No, come on, spill the magic beans." Harry laughed.

"I'm not four Harry." Ron said, he looked at the expression on Harry's face and knew he shouldn't have said anything. "Sorry," Ron added quickly, "I just, I'll be okay soon,"

"If you want to talk Ron, please talk to me."

"I will, just, not now yeah." Ron smiled, and moved and kissed Harry, mainly to shut him up, but mainly because he missed him, Harry held Ron close, making the kiss more deep, before they could do anything else, they were called to help out in the kitchen.

"How's Hermione?" Molly asked, she cared a lot for Ron's friends, and treated any one like her own child.

"She's doing better." Harry said as Ron peeled the potatoes, "She's still upset about it, she just doesn't talk about it,"

"Understandable, but you two, your treating her as if nothing has happened?"

"Yeah." Ron said. "She's almost back to her old self, just a bit more clingy."

"Ronald, of course she is going to be clingy, and you will be there for her when she needs you." Ron sighed loudly and muttered something under his breath, "Don't think i can't hear you Ronald, i think me and you need a conversation later. Now both of you go get dressed for dinner."

Harry walked upstairs first, Ron walking slowly behind, once Ron was in his room Harry sat him on the bed, and closed the door.

"Ron, what's wrong, tell me please," Harry sat next to him and put an arm around his boyfriend, he was expecting Ron to push him away, instead Ron fell into his open arms and cried. "Ron, what ever it is, it will be okay." Ron shook his head in Harry's arms, as he cried harder then ever. Holding him close Harry didn't press the matter, he just waited for him to calm down, "Come on Ron, you shouldn't keep it in."

"I killed you." Ron cried, "He made me kill you, i can't close my eyes or sleep because when i do, i see me killing you." Harry didn't know what to say, he just held Ron even closer.

"Its alright Ron, it was just a dream," Harry said.

"No it wasn't, he said he could kill me in my dreams, and then i killed you and i thought you were dead, and i just wanted to be with you."

"Your with me now Ron, and your not going to kill me, it was just something he wanted you to see, to make you weak." Harry said, "Just stop crying yeah," Ron stayed in Harry's arms until they were called for dinner.

Ron walked into the kitchen a minute after Harry because he wanted to wash his face, he still looked as if he had been crying, but he didn't know what else to do to cover it up, so he just walked down and hoped no one would notice. They all stared at him when he walked in, Fred and George went to say something but stopped when they saw Ron's face. Ron sat next to Harry and stared at his plate, Mrs Weasley put food on every one's plate, thank fully no one asked Ron what was wrong, and Harry put his hand on his leg to let him know he was there, Ron smiled gratefully and started to pick at his food.

"Ron will you eat properly." Mrs Weasley said as she scowled at him.

"I'm not hungry," Ron said, "Can i keep some and have it later mum?"

"Eat a bit more, and then you can leave it." She said, and started arranging his food, "eat that bit there, and then you can stop." Ron stared at his plate.

"I'm not a fucking kid mum, I'm not hungry, i will eat later." Ron said and pushed himself up from the table and ran upstairs, banging the door.

"Honestly, what's gotten into him Harry?"

"Not a lot by the looks of things." Fred laughed, then stopped when he got the look from Harry and Mrs Weasley.

"I don't know." Harry lied, "Can i go talk to him?"

"Let him be on his own, so his temper can calm down," Mr Weasley said, Harry nodded.

0x0x0

Ron stared out of his window, looking up at the clouds, making shapes out of them like you do when your young, he saw a tree, a heart, and a rabbit, he blinked and saw what looked like a dog, he thought back to his sixth year, when the divitation professor kept telling Harry he had a grim, which was a dog, and the omen of death.

"I'm going mad." Ron told himself, and stepped away from the window, sitting on his bed, it had been almost twenty minutes since he left the dinner table, and he longed to be down there, sitting with every one and laughing, he hated feeling lonely, but he knew he couldn't go down there, no one swears at Molly Weasley and lives to tell the tale. Ron closed his eyes for a minute, and he must have fell asleep because when he woke up Harry was sat with him.

"What time is it?" Ron asked, as he sat up a bit.

"Just gone eight." Harry smiled. "You alright?"

"Peachy." Ron smiled, "Does mum hate me?"

"No, she went really quiet, and that was scary, she even let Fred and George talk about their latest products, i think she is worried."

"I'll talk to her tomorrow." Ron said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Harry smiled, and kissed Ron breathlessly.

"Harry," Ron said quietly, "I'm scared."

"Why?" Harry asked as he cupped Ron's hand.

"I saw, well i think i saw the grim." Ron said quietly.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked, his face went pale.

"Yes." Ron mumbled, "I'm scared, i don't want to leave you." Harry didn't know what to say, the thought of Ron leaving him broke his heart, but the thought of Ron dying made him feel like dying himself.

"Your not going to die." Harry promised. "We'll be together, forever,"