Summary: Draco wants Ron. He wants him to feel humiliated and angry. But then why does a letter from Lucius stir up his feelings of protection?
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Chapter 4:
That night they both tried to ignore what had happened earlier on that evening, and laid next to each other in silence.
Draco, who was staring at the ceiling, still wondered what the hell that letter from his father had meant. The idea that someone would hurt Ron made him feel freakishly bad inside. Why did he care so much? It was not like he LOVED Ron or anything. He just liked to kiss him. So why should it matter that the Dark Lord had plans with him?
He had always obeyed the Dark Lord, though secretly he wasn't sure if he wanted to follow in his fathers footsteps. Whenever he thought about the future it seemed like fear took a hold of his heart, his breathing would become irregular until he finally dismissed the future, trying to pretend it would never come.
But it would, and someday he would have to face it. If he would do nothing, he would become his father. He would be as cold, hurtful and abusive as Lucius Malfoy, and though he always pretended to admire him he secretly loathed the man he owed his life to.
Ron had his eyes firmly shut, trying just as hard as Draco to ignore what had happened between them. The shock that he had felt when finding out that unconsciously he had kissed Malfoy back still made him shiver. He couldn't figure out why. Had he liked it? NO, his brain screamed, he had hated it! Malfoy was a ferret! An asshole! Someone he loathed! YES, his heart interrupted him, he did like it. It was one more clue that he was gay, something he dared to admit only to himself.
And what had been up with Malfoy anyway? Why would he, Slytherin Prince, the most popular male in Hogwarts, one who was admired and wanted by all females, want him, just a normal and poor wizard? Maybe he had wanted to humiliate him...hurt him...make him feel awful about himself. YES, he decided, that must have been it.
The next morning they got dressed, casting foul glances at each other whenever they felt watched. They barely spoke, occasionally trading insults that were harsher than before.
Even being chained to Pansy can't be this bad!
Ron mused. Thanks to Malfoy he still hadn't been able to finish his Potions Essay, something that would surely be reprimanded by his Potions Master.
Walking to their History of Magic class, he saw Hermione plodding on behind Pansy. When he tried to walk over to her he suddenly felt being pulled back.
"Oh no you don't!"
Malfoys voice sounded calm but determined.
"Let me guess, you don't want to be seen with a mudblood?"
Ron asked, getting a bit angry.
"I couldn't care less about that mudblood Weasley; it's Pugface Parkinson I don't want to be near to"
Ron frowned, realizing that even Malfoy wasn't the one-sided arrogant prat he sometimes pretended to be. He opened his mouth, wanting to know why a Slytherin would avoid someone in his own house, and whether that was even possible, but Malfoy shook his head and added
"Don't ask"
Ron again felt that sudden need to obey, but he wasn't going to let Malfoy know about the power he held, so instead he just muttered
"Fine"
and kept looking around to see if he could find Harry.
Suddenly Malfoy laughed. A hard cold laugh that sent a chill to his bones.
"Poor Potter"
He sneered.
Poor Potter indeed. Harry looked like he hadn't slept the whole night and when Ron saw the person he was paired up with he immediately understood why.
"Goyle probably dragged him to the kitchen for a midnight snack. That stupid gobbler."
There seemed to be a hint of amusement in Draco's voice, and even though it was glee about Harry being in this position, it made his personality somehow seem nicer. Ron smiled inwardly.
"What the hell are you smiling about Ron?"
Harry asked rather irritated.
"Malfoy finally managed to drive you insane?"
Rons smile vanished as he remembered the events of last night. How was it possible that he had forgotten all about what had happened? He had even felt somewhat safe in Malfoy's presence.
Just as he was about to whisper in Harry's ear he heard a voice, Malfoy's voice, in his head:
"Don't you even dare"
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