A/N: Oh. My. Gosh. I saw OotP… and cried basically the entire time. Like… all out sobbing, death grip on my best friend's hand, cried until I felt sick to my stomach in a theatre full of people…embarrassing…oh well. But enough about my emotional issues… I just thought I ought to share that bit o' HP stuff with you J
A special thanks goes out to IvySnowe. Awesome friend. Awesome Beta. If you ever get a chance to read any of her stuff, I suggest you do it. She's an absolutely fantastic writer. She was kind enough to cowrite a fic with me… it's Harry/Blaise… "Safe Haven" posted under my name, but yeah. She makes it awesome.
Disclaimer: sigh Everything is J.K.'s… If only I could be as smart and creative as she…
Warning: Okay, friends. If you haven't figured this out by now, you are about as bright as my dog who ran after a rabbit and decided to keep going forward when the rabbit went around the brick wall…. but yeah… it's Slash, Male/Male, etc. etc. etc.
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"Draco, what the bloody hell are you doing?" Ron shouted, opening his eyes and looking around the empty room. He was now sitting up on the bed. His hand hurt like hell, his shirt was half undone, and he just had the most… disturbing dream. The details were kind of fuzzy, but he definitely remembered snogging Malfoy. The worst part was, he liked it. A lot.
Ron shook his head as if trying to rid himself of these thoughts he knew he shouldn't have about Draco Malfoy. He grabbed his wand from the coffee table. "Tempus." He muttered and stared at the time that emerged in smoky letters from the tip of his wand. 1:25 pm. Bugger. He must have slept through most of the day after that argument. He was going to get in a load of trouble by his teachers, but, to his surprise, he didn't care at all. Let Harry and Hermione worry. Let the whole bloody house lose points. Whatever. He briefly considered attending the last 35 minutes of Transfiguration, but opted to go to the Prefect's bathroom for a cold shower…a very cold shower.
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That night, Ron managed to escape Harry and Hermione by only leaving 'his room' to go to the kitchens for some dinner. Once back in his room, he sat on the bed, looking around at the room he would probably be occupying for awhile. This room must not have been located on the Marauder's Map or Harry surely would have found him by then. As he stretched out on the bed, he wondered about these strange dreams with Malfoy. As his eyes drifted shut, his thoughts were occupied by one beautiful blonde spy.
In the morning, Ron woke up and showered in the nearest Prefect's Bathroom. He then went to breakfast, wondering where he was going to sit. All of a sudden it hit him. After the final battle, most of the Slytherin students were either arrested or dead. Draco, Blaise Zabini, and maybe five younger students remained, leaving the Slytherin table near empty. Ron made his way over to the table, ignoring the hushed whispers of the other students. He silently ate his breakfast and promptly left the Great Hall towards his Charms class.
Once in Charms, he sat in the furthest seat in the back corner, knowing that Harry and Hermione always sat up front. As the class slowly began to fill up, he was not proven wrong. A worried-looking Harry and a tired Hermione trudged into the classroom, not even bothering to look around, at sat at the table at the very front of the room, soon to be accompanied by Dean Thomas, who sat on the opposite side of Hermione, immediately grasping her hand in comfort. Ron stirred when he heard a cold voice from behind him.
"You're lucky Zabini has a head cold today, Weasley. He wouldn't be too happy to know that you were occupying his seat. You must want me pretty bad way." Malfoy drawled in his traditional sarcastic manner. Ron, remembering his dream the day before, lowered his head toward his book, trying to use his hair to hide the pink staining his cheek. Much to his surprise, rather than making any more fun of him, Malfoy just sat down in the seat next to him.
Within five minutes, Professor Flitwick stepped to the front of the classroom. "Good morning, students!" the small man who was no taller than Dumbledore's purple wizard's hat said cheerfully "Today we will be starting our Seventh Year final projects!"
The whole class groaned, but Professor Flitwick conveniently ignored this. "Because this project is worth nearly 75 of your yearly grade, I will not be assigning you partners that you might not get along with. However, since I would like to avoid a commotion with the switching of seats and whatnot, you will just be partnered with the person sitting next to you." A collective sigh of relief swept through the class. Hermione sent a sweet smile at a grinning Dean. Harry shrugged and nodded toward Seamus. Susan Bones wrapped her arms around her best friend, Ernie MacMillan who was beaming widely. This pattern continued throughout the students in the room. The only two people uncomfortable with this situation were currently sitting in the back corner of the classroom. Ron slowly turned his head toward the blonde sitting next to him, trying to gauge his reaction. Draco was staring stone-faced towards the front of the classroom, his expression unreadable.
Professor Flitwick took out a large glass sphere from his desk. It resembled the crystal balls that adorned the desks of the Divination classroom, with the exception of its color. The thing was a swirl of bright purple and lime green. The Professor continued. "This is an Assignment Randomizer. Inside of this, there are enough topics for the report for each of the pairs. I will walk around to each pair, you will touch the tips of your wands to the Randomizer and it will choose one of the topics for you. I will start with Miss Granger and Mr. Thomas." He walked over to them, Randomizer in hand. He set the purple sphere on the desk and Hermione and Dean touched their wands to it. The lavender and lime swirls moved faster and faster and then purple and green smokey letters appeared above the two. The Densaugeo Charm. Hermione blushed and smiled shyly, remembering the charm that Draco had used to enlarge her teeth long ago.
It soon became apparent that these 'randomized' assignments were anything but random. It seemed as though the Assignment Randomizer knew what the people could benefit from learning about. Harry's assignment was on, surprise surprise, Avada Kedavra. Neville had to be taken to the hospital wing by his partner, Hannah Abbott, when he fainted after receiving his assignment, The Cruciatus Curse. It is a little-known fact that the Patil Twins were conjoined at the hip at birth, a problem easily fixed in the wizarding world, using the charm, their assignment, Diffindo.
Professor made his way though the classroom, stopping last in front of Ron and Draco, eyes widening slightly at the pair. The globe had one single wisp of purple smoke and one wisp of green smoke left in it. The boys touched their wands to the orb and watched as the little bit of smoke swirled around quickly before disappearing and forming a word above their heads. Ron noticed that Draco winced and turned slightly pale as he read the word.
"Obliviate."
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A/N: Sorry that chapter didn't have any hot, steamy goodness…I still wanted to end the chapter with my new favorite word (tee hee hee) but I figured if I did the same thing again, it'd be just…ick. But this is a nice little development if I do say so myself
You all should have seen how happy I was when I looked to see TEN new reviews (11 if you count that one person reviewed twice :-D) ! I am completely flabbergasted! Time to show some love to those remarkable people!
HunnyBunnyPie: Yeah, I've always thought that after all that's gone on with his family and whatnot, if Draco ever became good, he'd have some crazy commitment issues…thus springing this story
Fireyhell: :-D your review made me all glowy and stuff! I'm so glad you like it :-D
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Sarah: I still do squee at every review Although I have been blessed enough to not have any flamers knocks on wood I absolutely look forward to your reviews, though. They are so awesome :-D You rock-eth.
Louis89: I will take pity on Ron soon enough, I hope :-P I am very happy you like the story! I did a happy dance when you said that it was well written. Made my day, you did.
Lazy Jackit: Yeah I wanted to hug Ron…like badly. That is a pattern I am trying to keep to…I am not too sure how well it will work out later, but we'll get to that as it comes…
Talley67: Draco has just got a couple issues he needs to work out…
SanzoGirl: I'm happy you liked it Sorry for the lack of 'sexy' in this chapter…there will be more, I promise.
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Taita: You seriously are saying exactly what goes through my head when I write this stuff tee hee hee. It will all turn out okay in the end…although I'm not sure when that will be…it might be a long story, it might be rather short…I dunno :-P