Disclaimer: racheesi and ivysnowe do not own any rights to Harry Potter. Which is lame because that is what I (ivysnowe) wanted for my birthday yesterday. Another disappointing year.

Warning: This fic contains yaoi, slash, male/male. In other words 'Gay British Porn'. Not to be confused with 'Gay Asian Porn' which is also awesome (SuJu Hwaiting!)

Things had been going smoothly for Ron and Draco for that last week or so. Their relationship was wonderful, Blaise had finally decided that beating Ron every time the two crossed paths was a pointless gesture now that his best friend was dating the Weasley in question. It was on a day when they had absolutely nothing to do and the three had chosen to hide out in Draco's room, that Blaise brought up a question they had been unconsciously avoiding since the start of their relationship.

"So, are the two of you ever going to let anyone but me know you're together?" he asked, lying on the plush carpet next to Draco's wardrobe.

Draco, sprawled on the bed, looked up from the book he was reading, and raised an eyebrow.

"Eventually. I don't really see the need to inform anyone."

Ron shrugged from his position as pillow for Draco, his fingers not stilling as they continuously ran through Draco's hair.

"I don't really care. Either people know or they don't. They can figure it out on their own."

"Really? You haven't said anything to anyone in your family?" Blaise asked in disbelief, sitting up to look at the Gryffindor.

"No. I'm not...afraid, but I guess..."

"Hesitant." Draco filled in, understanding what his boyfriend was trying to say.

"Yeah. It's one thing to tell them I'm gay. It's a whole new level to tell them that I'm with Draco. If you hadn't noticed the Weasley's and the Malfoy's haven't gotten along in the past." "No, I can't say that I've noticed." Blaise replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes.

"Shut up." Ron nearly pouted, throwing one of the pillows that Draco had decided not to use at Blaise.

Laughing, the Slytherin just grabbed it out of the air and used it for himself.

"Seriously though, I want to be there on the day you do tell them."

"That makes one of us." Draco said, glancing worriedly at the slight frown that Ron now wore at the thought of telling his family

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Ron was walking through the halls by himself (Draco and Blaise were in an advanced arithmancy lesson... smart bloody Slytherins), when two pairs of hands grabbed him from either side and pulled him into an empty classroom.

"Greetings-"

"-and salutations-"

"-dear brother!"

Ron sighed. "Hullo Fred. George. What are you doing here?"

"We had to give Gin-Gin's boyfriend a stern talking to."

"Yes. The ritual 'Touch My Sister and Die' speech."

"And thought we'd come to see you too, because-"

"We were just wondering-"

"-about your life."

"How have you been feeling?"

"How are your classes?"

"Who are those two dashing brothers of yours?"

"How is Quidditch?"

"Where did you get that colossal hickey?"

Ron choked. "Uhm what are you talking about?"

"Turtlenecks, dear brother,-"

"-are a very good investment, we hear."

"Well. Shit."

"Indeed, dearest, youngest brother, indeed."

"So. Who inflicted this baby making mark on you?

"Is he pretty?"

"Does he take care of you?"

"Because if he doesn't-"

"We'll have to hurt him."

"What? No. He's perfect. Every-...He?" Ron froze in fear, "What do you mean, he?"

"Ronald-"

"Sweet, innocent...well maybe not that innocent judging by the bed wrestling mark on your neck-"

"How could you think we'd not know that our little brother was interested in other boys?"

"Wha-" Ron sputtered.

"George, I think we broke him!"

"Possibly."

"Stop! Stop! Okay, I'm not denying it! How'd you know?" the youngest of the three questioned, worried that something he'd said or done had given him away.

"Easy. We spy on all of our siblings, via our Wheezes-"

"Handy things to have, really-"

"And we heard your confession to Harry and Hermione."

"Oh..." Ron slumped in relief. Too soon it seemed.

"One thing we couldn't seem to figure out though, was who exactly caught your eye"-

"And your neck."

"Wha- How did the two of you get in here, anyway?"

"Ronniekins. If we could sneak out of Hogwarts when we were here, you didn't think we wouldn't know how to sneak back in after we left, did you?"

"Sorry. Dumb question."

"So-"

"-who is he?"

"A studmuffin?"

"A supreme male specimen?"

"A vampire?"

Ron's hand went to his neck, embarassed as he covered up his hickey. "Um. I- Uh- You don't know him."

"Fred, I think he's lying to us."

"I concur vehemently, George."

Ron coughed. "Draco Malfoy." he murmered almost inaudibly.

"Hmm?"

"We didn't quite catch that."

Ron spoke a little louder. "Draco Malfoy."

For the first time ever, the twins were speechless.

"Yeah. This is the calmest reaction I expected from my family. Shocked into silence. Kind of ironic that you two had this reaction." Ron said, trying to cover his anxiety with a cool observation. Which failed horribly as Fred and George could hear the tremble in his voice. It's what broke them of their shock and calmed them down.

"Draco Malfoy."

"As in, Draco Malfoy?"

"Yeah."

"Merlin's balls, Ronniekins, you sure do aim for something."

"Whether you aim high or low is yet to be determined."

"Please," Ron begged, "Don't tell anyone!"

The twins frowned.

"You didn't have to ask. We wouldn't have said anything."

"Why exactly haven't you said anything though?"

Ron was saved from answering by a drawling voice at the door.

"It's up to him to decide on telling anybody anything. No one's going to force him."

The three redheads turned to see Draco standing inside the classroom with them as Blaise quickly shut the door behind them.

The twins' eyes widened as Draco strolled up to them and shook both of their hands.

"Hello. I'm Draco Malfoy and I'm dating your brother. Also, I'm pretty sure that I love him and that he loves me. So. Nice to meet you."

Blaise was biting his finger in order to keep from laughing at what his friend had just said. Ron looked torn between embarassment at what Draco had said (so what if it was true) and also annoyance at the lack of reaction from Fred and George.

Draco frowned.

"And these two are the ones you can't surprise?"

Ron shook his head disbelievingly. "They are never this quiet. Ever."

All of a sudden, huge grins appeared on the twins' faces.

"Well, Ronnikins. We are off to talk to Gin-Gin's man of the week."

"Be sure to buy plenty of turtlenecks!"

"You'll probably need them!"

The twins waved at Ron as they left the classroom. Draco looked at Ron, confused as ever. "Turtlenecks?"

"What the fuck was that about, Weasley?" Blaise asked

Ron, however was grinning widely. "They liked you."

A/N: No scolding. Life got in the way of ficage. But we gave you twinly goodness in return for your patience. Nyah!