Title: Pieces Of You
Summary: After Ron has revived Draco they get into a fight. Draco tells him to get out.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Draco.
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Ron just stood there for a moment.
"What?"
He asked incredulously.
"You heard me"
Draco said, panting slightly.
"Get out. I can't bare to look at your disgusting face for one more second."
His voice sounded malicious and his eyes were colder than Ron had ever seen them.
"A bit slow today Weasley? Or just deaf because your whole family is in-bred?"
Ron clenched his fists, trying his best to control his anger and not hex Draco into oblivion. How could he ever have thought him to be beautiful? For someone to be beautiful there had to be something more than just good looks. There had to be sympathy for others, compassion. He'd have to be nice and gentle. Draco possessed none of these qualities. He didn't have anything other than his money and his body going for him. He was empty. And right now Ron hated him more than he had ever hated anyone.
"Fine"
He said through gritted teeth, still holding his wand so firmly his knuckles were all white.
Before he had even stepped out of the room Draco screamed. It was a scream that made Ron feel like all the blood in his body had suddenly turned into ice. He turned around and saw Draco clenching his stomach and biting his lip in a struggle to control himself. Immediately Ron was by his side again.
"Dr...Malfoy?"
"You..."
Draco hissed, unable to speak properly because of the pain.
"What...did..."
He panted.
"This is your fault! You did this to me!"
Blood slowly dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
"If my father finds out...he wanted me to protect you...asshole...undo it!"
"I"
Ron started, before realising exactly what Draco had said.
"Protect me? What from? The only thing I need to be protected from is YOU! You fucking abused me, remember!"
"So that's why huh? Felt humiliated did you? Wanted revenge? Fine...you had your revenge now make it stop! Or else..."
"Else what? You rape me? You can't even manage to hold me down you can, the state you're in..."
Draco stared at Ron with the most hateful look he could muster in the circumstances.
"You'll get expelled for this Weasley"
"No I won't Malfoy, because unlike you I have never done anything to hurt you. This whole thing isn't my fault. I even tried to heal you...god knows why"
He muttered the last sentence under his breath.
"Give me your wand"
"What? No!"
"I want to know if you're speaking the truth you dimwit. If you give me your wand I can see what spell you performed last..."
"Or you crucio me. Besides I could have hexed you and performed a healingspell afterwards."
Draco looked at him, seemingly unsurprised, even though he had to admit Ron had thought of something he himself had neglected.
"Fine. I'll use a truthspell. You won't be able to tell a lie."
"You're not just gonna take my word for it then"
Ron said sarcastically.
He knew Draco could make his life very difficult if he didn't know the truth. He could be blackmailed into doing anything! He didn't ever want to be expelled from Hogwarts either. He couldn't do that to his family, who were struggling enough as it was. If he was expelled he'd have to stay at home even longer, forcing his parents to spend money on him they deserved to keep for themselves. He sighed.
"Do it"
He said, however grudgingly.
Draco muttered a few words and waved his wand. Swish-flick-flick, Ron noticed absentmindedly. He wondered how Draco knew a spell this advanced and then realised that the Death Eaters probably used this spell all the time to find out whether someone was double-crossing him.
"Now then"
Draco started.
"What happened?"
Ron felt his mouth open and the words coming out. It was weird, not being able to control what he was saying. The words just kept coming and he listened to them as if they were being said by a stranger.
Finally Draco seemed to be satisfied with his story and Ron felt his mouth closing.
Well that was easy, Ron thought, almost smiling to himself. If this was all that happened when a truthspell was performed he didn't see why so many people were reluctant to use it.
Draco was grinning at him and for a second Ron was wondering why, until he heard the question that was being asked and his own answer.
"So...Weasley...how do you feel about me?"
"I love you"
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A/N: Sorry if there was too much conversation in this story!