(Draco's P.O.V)

Ron clung to me throughout breakfast. He did not eat or drink anything (probably too tired and too nervous) and kept looking over at the Ravenclaw table. Matthew was not there, though. I was kind of nervous myself and hoped Ron didn't sense it. I was anticipating one of his hallucinations because when he got stressed out they seemed to be worse than usual.

"You okay?" I asked, pushing my plate away.

Ron jumped a little but then said,

"Do you think I am? He's going to kill me, I know he is."

"Ron I really don't want to hear it right now You'll be fine."

"I have to...oh nevermind," he sighed.

"Have to what?"

"You just said you don't want to hear it."

"Fine," I said simply, then stood.

Ron stood but kept his gaze away from mine. I knew I shouldn't be this harsh, expecially after what he's been through, but sometimes I couldn't handle whiney people. We walked out of the Great Hall and towards Herbology, my first class of the day, but Ron refused to leave my side, so I didn't know what he was going to do when he had to go to his class. As we walked down the hallway I heard someone following us and turned around (since it was way to early for anyone else to be getting to class), it was Matthew. Ron and I froze (he had turned around when I did).

"What do you want?" I snapped.

Ignoring me, Matthew stated firmly,

"Ron. Get over here. Now."

Ron took a feeble step forward, I held him back.

"He's not your boyfriend anymore," I said, stepping towards the Ravenclaw, keeping Ron back behind me, "He's mine. And it was his choice. You blew it. Stay the hell away from him."

"I didn't do anything," Matthew replied sternly, "He cheated on me."

"He didn't know anything about our plan!" I shouted, "We were trying to catch you hitting him so that we knew you were actually doing it! And you were."

"So?"

"So you're going to stay the hell away from him from now on."

Matthew looked past me at Ron, I turned around. Ron was watching us, he looked innocent, but I knew better. I looked back at Matthew, he looked slightly hurt, but otherwise angry. Finally he sighed and walked towards Ron, I went to stop him but he said,

"I'm not going to hurt him."

I didn't trust him and reached Ron before he did.

"I did love you," Matthew said quietly.

Ron looked unsure and said nothing.

"I'm sorry about everything," Matthew added, "Sometimes I can't control myself."

Ron looked at him. They were both silent.

"If you get another boyfriend," Ron said, his tone bitter with anger, "And you ever hurt him, I will turn you in."

My eyes widened. I never thought I'd hear Ron use a tone like that. He turned and walked away. I caught up with him.

"Would you?" I asked.

"No," he said, "I just hope he'll think next time."

I sighed, he looked at me, worried, and I smiled.

"I'm sure Harry's happy now," Ron said, "Well he will be, anyway, when he finds out we're together. Hm...Draco Malfoy has a boyfriend. Who would have thought? Remember when we first met?"

"Hm...no," I replied, though I remembered, "Tell me."

"When we were six?" Ron replied, his step having more of a bounce now, "Or on the first day of school?"

"When we were six."

"At daycare, at the Ministry of magic for parents who had to leave them there," he started.

"And my dad was dropping me off at the same time," I continued, "You were crying. You were always crying."

"Was not," he huffed, "I was crying because I was sick and didn't want to go there. Anyways, our dads looked at eachother, talked for a while-"

"Did you notice how our dads completely ignored us?" I asked him, wondering if he'd say anything about me "suddenly" remembering the story.

"My dad doesn't like handeling crying," he replied, "And me and you went off, ignoring eachother, and then we started playing together-"

"After you stopped crying. And I hit you in the head with a block."

"And then blamed it on Seamus," Ron said, laughing, "No one believed it was you."

"You know..." I murmured, shoving him against the wall, "I love you."

Ron began to laugh, I silenced it quickly, putting his mouth to better use. A hand clamped on my shoulder and I turned around to see Harry. I cleared my throat, wiped my mouth and said,

"Hello."

Ron licked his lips and grinned wickedly, still leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket, the other brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

"Break up with him?" Harry questioned Ron.

"Yeah," he replied, "He didn't kill either."

"Well thats always a plus," Harry said, chuckling, "So...since I kind of figured you did, I told Seamus and he and Dean are planning a Gryffindor and Slytherin 6th and 7th year party in your guys' honor."

Ron and I exchanged a glance and grinned.

"Sounds like fun," I commented, "A party in my honor, I've been wishing for that since I was old enough to realize my family didn't celebrate birthdays."

Ron smiled and added,

"It's in our honor. Don't be so selfish, you have me now."

"Yup, I have you now."

Harry laughed and said,

"Awww..."

End.

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