Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Warnings: Slash, coarse and sexual language, AU

Thanks for the reviews JaceDamian23. You've been very encouraging. Louis89 thanks for taking the time to review. I do have an idea for a backstory.

Ron couldn't control himself. He flung himself at Draco and shoved him back against the wall.

His hands seized a hold of his old and now stained snitch shirt.

"You're a bastard! I'll show you who's a pansy!"

Ron then threw his weight into Draco's body forcing the boy's back to rub against the wall and hit his head as well.

"Easy there Weasley! I won't tell. It wouldn't do any good to."

Ron loosened his grip some.

"What do you mean?"

"Come now. You really think no one knows that you, being what I've seen, a normal male teenage wizard, wank? Frankly, I'm relieved you do. I was thinking you were asexual.

"Fuck you Malfoy!"

"Don't get your tighty whities in a knot. I said I wouldn't tell."

Draco looked straight into Ron's blue eyes. He sneered as he spoke.

"At least not for now I won't. I like knowing I have something to hold over your head."

Ron didn't really hear the last part. He had been too busy noticing a small bead of sweat rolling off of Draco's temple.

"What? My head? What about my head?" He mumbled.

"For Merlin's sake Weasley, I'm trying to blackmail you, At least attempt to listen."

Ron blinked a few times staring into the blue-grey eyes that stared back at him. A flush washed over Ron's body and a stirring below his waist got his interest as well.

Ron suddenly had a compulsion to kiss Draco.

Ron attacked Draco's lips. He relished in the softness of those lips.

He kept kissing waiting for the violent reaction to occur.

Seconds ticked by.

Draco was utterly shocked at Ron's indulgence. He only registered what was happening when he felt his own lips begin to part and his tongue dart out to tangle with Ron's.

For several more seconds their tongues caressed each other until they broke free for some air.

Ron briefly gave a loopy grin before contorting his mouth to resemble a gulping fish. He jumped off Draco and scrambled off the bed.

"What? My breath doesn't reek. And I KNOW I'm a great kisser. I've been told numerous times. I also know," Draco paused for dramatic effect as he dipped his head down and back up giving Ron a once over. "You certainly enjoyed it as well."

Ron make a face then looked down to see a prominent bulge tenting his already too tight jeans.

He threw his hands over said area.

"Shut up, it's a normal reaction to stimuli."

"Is that what Granger told you when it happened with her?"

Ron did not respond.

Ron realized Draco had yet to seem upset. His reaction to Ron's magazine was not one of disgust. Didn't he even say everyone looks at those?

Has Draco? Ron wondered.

He didn't push away or hit me when I kissed him. In fact, he kissed back.

Shaking his head to help him refocus, Ron gave Draco a wary look then decided he'd been brazen before so why not again.

"How about you Draco? I can ask the same to you."

Draco did not look at his erection that he knew he had from the moment Ron's lips crashed onto his.

"I like men. I've tried both, but prefer the male figure."

"So you're gay?"

"I believe, that's what I meant when I said I liked men."

"I've known since I was young, but hell if I was going to broadcast it. I've always been aware of my father's attitude towards homosexuals and later of You-Know-Who. Guess it's safe to come out now that I'm supposedly dead."

Ron continued his deer caught in the headlights stare.

A few beats later, Draco had come off the bed and was now nearing his proximity to Ron.

"Tell me the truth Weasley, you're gay too, aren't you?"

Draco was an arms length away.

"No one knows? Why? I've been around your family enough now to know they won't kill you for that."

Ron closed his eyes as Draco's body came forward to make contact with his again.

Draco's arms slid over Ron's hips and stayed there while he gently kissed Ron. When he was done he rested his forehead on Ron's forehead.

"You can tell me, Ron. I won't tell if you don't want me to."

Ron finally opened his eyes and looked into Draco's surprisingly soft expression.

He stepped back from Draco and spoke in a very soft voice.

"I've know for awhile, but it's not the best time to come out is it? Let's go destroy You-Know-Who, Harry. By the way, I fancy blokes. Let's go get him eh?"

Draco laughed at that.

"I guess not. Look I really won't tell that you're gay or that you have that magazine."

He paused then in a rushed voice, he said, "if you don't trust me, I guess, you'll have to keep snogging me to keep me distracted from talking."

Ron grinned for the first time since Draco entered his room that afternoon.

"I am assuming you will hold this over me so that I'm at your service?"

"Servitude sounds good to me. Come on servant and let's mess about in your kip."

Draco grabbed one of Ron's wrists and jerked him back over to Ron's bed and shoved him down onto it.

"You are not a bad kisser yourself, Weas, uhm Ron. But, you can improve. Let's start your practice session now."

Draco crawled over Ron's prone body and began the first lesson.

That afternoon Ron found Draco, and Draco found Ron.