Title: Pieces Of You
Summary: Things finally seem to go smooth with Ron and Draco. But, as Queen once sung: is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Disclaimer: I own Draco!!! Hahaaa…(gets taken away to the nuthouse) no really! It's true...
Ron stood there, speechless. Did Draco really just suggest to share a shower? He looked at the Slytherin, who stood there, calmly watching him. His hand had let go off Ron's robe and there seemed to be a few inches distance left between them. Distance that shouldn't be there, Ron decided, and just as he was about to step forward and touch him, Draco spoke.
"Don't look like you've seen a ghost Weasley...I was merely suggesting a shower. It wasn't some crypto-language for voulez-vous coucher avec moi or something."
Ron felt his face getting hot. His hormones had gone into overdrive. He had mistaken a convenient solution for something it absolutely wasn't. Oh, how embarrassed he felt! The look of lust that he had seen in Malfoy's eyes had been a figment of his imagination!
He turned away, unable to face Draco now that he felt so naked, so exposed. Surely Draco would realise now that he was gay. He half expected Draco to start snickering.
If he had looked at Draco though, he would have seen the little spark of hurt there had been showing for one second, before his usual mask reappeared. His suggestion had been spontaneous, but he had meant it. After all those times Ron had invited him to take action he had been certain he would not be turned down. But yet he had been. Anger flared up inside of him. Nobody turned down Draco Malfoy! Who the hell did Ron think he was?! He forgot all about his fathers warning for a moment and roughly pushed Ron into a wall.
"You'll be sorry about this"
He hissed before biting down on Ron's lip until they both tasted blood. Ron jerked involuntarily before pushing Malfoy off of him and storming off towards the door.
Why the hell did Malfoy get so angry? Just because I assumed he wanted something from me?! He was the one that kissed me first remember!
Looking down he realised that he should have been pulled back because of their magical connection by now. As he came to a sudden halt he noticed that he was alone. Had he somehow broken the bond?
He had. And it had left Draco more miserable than was expected. As they would have known, if they had paid attention, breaking a bloodbond this powerful wasn't to go by unpunished. Since Ron had broken the bond Draco was the one to suffer the consequences. It was one of Dumbledore's plans to get all the couples to get along. Ron was the only one who could cure Draco's sudden illness. Every minute they spent separated from each other made Draco more difficult to cure. Of course, Ron still was unaware of all this. He just kept running and running, not even sure where he was headed towards. He only knew what he was running from.
Malfoy.
As soon as he thought of his archnemesis he heard a voice in his head.
"Help".
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A/N: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I tried rewriting it loads of times but this was the best I could do. Sorry for everybody who expected kinky showersex!