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"What about Matthew?" Harry asked Ron sharply.

"Nothing," Ron replied, "He was asking me if he was being...good...to me. And I said yes."

"Good?" Harry repeated.

"Draco said he heard some people talking about how he's hit his past boyfriends-"

"Does he hit you?" Harry exclaimed in a whisper and Ron flinched.

"No!" he replied, "He wouldn't do that. He's nice to me. I promise, I would tell you if he ever hit me."

"Good."

A few weeks of school passed. Ron was still with Matthew. That night Harry was wacthing over Ron at a party. Harry was standing with Draco and Blaise. Seamus and Dean were nearby, Dean was talking with some girl and Seamus was talking with a Hufflepuff 7th year boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. Ginny was standing with Hermione, both giggling wildly over something. Ron was with Matthew, dancing. Ron was not drunk but Matthew was attempting to make him.

"My God," Blaise commented, pulling out a pack of cigarettes, he looked away from Ron and Matthew with a smile as he pulled out hsiw and and lit the fag.

"No kidding," Draco commented, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it with Blaise's.

"Huh?" Harry questioned, glancing at them.

"Ron," Draco muttered.

"Oh," Harry replied, "I know. Haha..."

"Hello, ever hear of a girl named Ginny Weasley who happens to be your girlfriend? She wouldn't be too pleased to find out you enjoy watching her brother, who happens to be your ex-boyfriend, dirty dance with his current boyfriend." Blaise laughed after he said this, "That's so sick. Only at Hogwarts."

"Well magic's got nothing to do with it," Draco responded, "It just so happens that this whole gorup of firends has a few gay guys, some bi-sexual, and just plain...weird, guys in it. And two girls."

"Oh, so we're friends now?" Harry questioned, "Who would ever think Harry Potter and the son of Lucius Malfoy would ever become friends?"

"I don't find that as shocking as the sons of the men who hate eachother have fallen in love several times," Blaise added, "That's what's fucked up."

Draco stared at Ron, who laughed when the song ended, turned around and kissed Matthew, who smiled at Ron as though he was a goofy child trying to get attention, and then pulled him away, probably to try and get him to drink some more.

"Draco?" Harry said, tapping him, "Good luck. Ron's completely addicted to that guy."

"Does Matthew always go to these-" just as Draco said it, Matthew walked away, past the gorup of boys, and out the door. Ron came over and stood with Draco, Blaise, and Harry.

"Where's he going?" Harry asked.

"He has to patrol tonight," Ron replied, and Harry realized Ron wasn't even tipsy.

"How much have you had to drink tonight?" Harry asked.

"Like...two Firewhisky's, I'm tired of getting sick," he explained, but was obviously tipsy, he grabbed onto the front of Draco's shirt, waited for him to put his cigarette out, and said, "Dance with me, okay?"

Blaise and Harry glanced at eachother with worried expressions.

"Matthew won't like that," Blaise commented as a new song started and Draco and Ron walked off, "He's posessive. Very. That was his problem with his other boyfriends."

"Matthew's not here," Harry said, and prayed that he wouldn't come back in.

Ginny and Hermione walked over the moment they noticed Ron and Draco dancing.

"Where's Matthew?" Ginny asked, linking one of her arms through Harry's.

"Patrolling halls," Blaise replied, lighting another cigarette and watching Draco and Ron with interest, "Huh..."

"Huh what?" Harry questioned.

"I didn't think Draco could ever get into something like that. He's not one for teasing, I would know." he snorted and shook his head.

"Too much," Harry replied, and Ginny giggled, making him feel warm, she looked up at her boyfriend and he bent his head down and kissed her.

"Haven't seen that in a while, "Blaise commented, "A guy just kissed a girl! Wow."

They had to laugh at his joke, it was mostly impossible. The song ended but Draco and Ron did not return. Harry felt an urge to go pull Ron away for fear and Matthew finding out, but he figured Ron could save himself. When the next song started Draco and Ron appeared back with the group. Draco looked a bit upset about something and so did Ron. They both seemed worried, as if they just realized what kind of trouble Ron could get into with Matthew. But Draco also seemed pleased. Blaise nudged him and they talked silently with their eyes.

"I've got to go," Draco muttered, and Blaise walked out with him.

"Well..." Ginny said, looking at her brother.

Ron knew he was about to be questioned about Matthew so he quickly muttered,

"I'm gonna go find Seamus."

"He's with some Hufflepuff boy," Ginny informed him pointedly.

Ron glanced over and saw Seamus with the Hufflepuff, then he stated confidently,

"He won't be."

And he was right. The minute Ron started to talk with Seamus and hang onto him, Seamus had long forgotten the Hufflepuff, who sulked away. Ron and Seamus started dancing. Through the music (since it wasn't so loud yet, normally it got louder as more people started drinking), Harry heard the door slam. Hermione, Ginny, and Harry all turned around and, to their horror, saw Matthew walk in. He immediately noticed Ron and Seamus and walked onto the dance floor.

Harry felt his heart pounding hard and steady inside his chest. Ginny's hand tightened around Harry's. Matthew grabbed Ron's arm. Seamus backed away slowly, but Matthew wasn't interested in him at the moment. Most of the people who saw stopped dancing to pay attention. Ron was biting his lower lip and he looked worried. Finally he opened his mouth and tried to say something but Matthew yanked him through the crowd and out of the room.

Matthew pulled Ron aorund a corner when they were in the hallway.

"You fucking bastard," Matthew hissed.

"I'm sorry," Ron apologized, and he was clearly crying as he was shoved up against a wall, Matthew twisting his arm either knowingly or unkowingly, it seemed hard to tell for Ron, "I'm really sorry. I was just bored after you left."

Ron felt and heard a pop. Pain erupted in his arm. Matthew let go but still looked angry. Ron faced him, trying to swallow his tears, but upon being terribly frightened and in pain, he couldn't. Matthew glared at him.

"So are you finished with me now?" he snapped.

"No!" Ron exclaimed, the last thing he wanted was to leave Matthew, he didn't know why, but he feared leaving him than staying with him. He loved Matthew. Matthew was all he wanted, "Please don't leave me. Please. I'm sorry!"

"Fuck, Ron, what am I supposed to do with you?" Matthew snapped.

"I'm sorry, I'll never do it again! I'm sorry. Really. Just don't leave me. I'll do anything for you. I promise."

Matthew started walking away, then he turned around and said,

"Don't ever let me catch you looking at another guy again. Not even Harry."

"Okay," agreed Ron quickly, clutching his arm, "I promise."

Matthew walked back over and his expression changed. He hugged Ron, careful not to hurt his arm and said,

"I love you, Ron. I don't want to lose you to another guy. Don't do it again, not if you love me."

Despite a bad feeling creeping into his stomach, Ron replied,

"I love you, too. I'll never leave you."

After his little episode with Matthew, Ron went to the common room, his arm throbbing. He was glad to see Parvati sitting at a table. He sat across from her and said,

"I need a favor."

"What?" she asked, "Are you okay? You've been crying, haven't you? What happened?"

"Nothing," Ron said quickly, "But...do you know any healing spells? I can't go to the Hospital Wing and I think I might have broken my arm at the party."

"Why can't you-"

"Do you or don't you?"

"Well...what happened?"

"I...fell. And landed on it wrong. It might just be dislocated."

"Well...you can get somebody to put it back into place. Someone...like a guy. I doubt you could get any girls to do it."

"Do what?" asked a voice. It was a 6th year boy that was claimed to be Parvati's boyfriend.

"Can you relocate shoulders?" Parvati asked.

"Well..." said the boy, Christopher, "Yeah...would you trust me too?" Ron noted him to be smart, since he didn't need to ask who it was or how it happened.

"If it means I don't have to go to the Hospital Wing then yes."

"Don't do it here!" Parvati exclaimed, "I can't watch."

Christopher and Ron agreed to go upstairs. Where, even then, CHris didn't ask what had happened, he was just eager to do something that he could tell a story he would be proud about. Ron kept hearing Matthews wanring in his head, about not looking at other boys. But he kept telling himself that Matthew wasn't there. He found himself crying.

"Hurts?" Chris asked.

"Just do it," Ron said, "As quick as possible."

"Don't think about it," Chris advised, adjusting himself, "Alright?"

Before Ron could reply he felt Chris push quickly, and an eruption of seering pain. Chris continued to hold onto Ron so he wouldn't fall or pass out.

"Okay?" Chris asked, "I've had to do it to my cousin a few times before. He's a Muggle and wrestles a lot. Not professionally or anything. But he doesn't wanna get in trouble with his mum so he has me relocate his shoulders. He's done it so much that he can actually dislocate his shoulder without even wrestling"

Chris continued to talk to Ron until Ron convinced him that he was fine. Chris insisted on walking with Ron to his room and helping him dress just so that he was sure he was fine. WHen they got to his room, Ron wasn't so surprised to see Harry, Dean, and Seamus there.

"I guess you'll be fine," Chris said, "Bye."

"Thanks," Ron muttered quickly.

"What happened?"

"Are you okay?"

"How mad was Matthew?"

"What were you doing with Chris?"

Questions were thrown at Ron until he went into the bathroom and locked the door. He slid down against it and cried.

The next morning at breakfast, Ron left without waiting for any of his roommates and went to the Great Hall in search of his boyfriend, but Matthew found him first in the hallway.

"Don't eat breakfast," he said after kissing him.

"Huh?"

"The lighter you are, the easier it is to fly, right?" Matthew said with an odd smile, he pulled Ron around the corner of the hallway where no one saw them and shoved him against the wall, "Besides, I like skinny boys."

Ron stared at Matthew uneasily. Something was off about him today, or he was just realizing how sick his boyfriend really was.

"Okay?" Matthew whispered.

"Alright..." Ron said slowly.

"Is your arm okay?"

"You never hurt it," Ron lied, trying to make him happy.

"I did, you know it." Matthew kissed and hugged him, "I'm sorry, Baby, I never meant to hurt you. I just didn't want to lose you. I was so worried..."

"I'm fine."

There was silence.

"How are your grades?"

"What?" Ron whispered, Matthew hadn't asked him that in a while.

"Your grades. Are you doing your work?"

It was such a change in attitude that Ron felt scared.

"I'm sure they're fine. I've been turning in my work and-"

"Let's go to Hogsmeade today. We're 7th years, we can get away with it. You said you knew a way there."

"Yeah but..."

With a sharp look from Matthew, Ron agreed.