Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. I was lying in a bed with someone's arm around my waist. I turned around, grimacing in pain. I gasped when I saw that the person I was in bed with was Draco Malfoy. We were dressed, but I had a feeling that at some point the night before, we weren't dressed. I sat up, ignoring the pain that was coursing through my body. I heard Malfoy stir behind me, then I felt his arms wrap around my neck and his head on my shoulder.

"Morning." Malfoy said sleepily, but happily.

"I should go home. Ron's probably worried himself into a fit because I didn't come home last night." I answered coldly. I stood up and put my shoes back on. I walked to the door of the room I was in. "Uh, is this your house, by the way?"

"Yeah."

"And, uh, what street are we on?"

"We're right down the street from that rave last night."

"Right. I'll see you, Malfoy."

"Hey, call me Draco."

I smiled. "Fine. I'll see you, Draco."

I walked out of the room, then out of the house. As I walked towards my house, I began to remember some details from the night before. I groaned as I realized that I had cheated on Ron in the worst way possible. I walked into the house and Ron was sitting on the couch and he looked like he'd been crying.

"Ron?" I said quietly as I walked into the living room.

"Harry!" Ron jumped up and hugged me. "I'm so glad you're okay! I thought something happened to you!"

"Nothing happened. I just crashed at Eric's house because I was so wasted. Sorry I worried you."

"It's okay as long as nothing happened to you." Ron kissed me gently on the lips. "I don't know what I would do if something ever happened to you. I love you."

"I love you, too." I kissed him on the cheek.

"You want something to eat?"

"Sure."

"Okay, what do you want? Anything you name, I'll make."

I thought for a second. "Let's go out and get some pancakes. Oh, and sausage and eggs and bacon. I need some good hangover food."

"Let's just stay in. I'll make that stuff."

"No way. I'm not gonna make you make such a big breakfast."

"But I want to."

I sighed, getting annoyed. "I'm not gonna fight about this with you anymore, Ron. Let's just go out."

"But Harry-"

"Ron! Shut up! Either we're going out together or I'm going out alone." I yelled at Ron.

Ron looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to do something special for you."

I sighed and smiled at him and took his hand, pulling him down onto my lap. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

"It's okay."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Ron leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back, shoving my tongue into his mouth.

"Hey, let's go upstairs." Ron said huskily.

I cursed inside my head. I wanted to go upstairs, but I couldn't stop thinking about Malfoy. I knew that if we went upstairs, I would tell Ron about me and Malfoy. I couldn't risk my relationship with Ron.

"Nah. I'm starving. Let's go get breakfast."

"Oh... okay... sure."

We left the house and went to the Denny's down the street. We sat down at our table. I looked at the menu. Nothing sounded good. I was feeling too guilty. Ron tapped me on the shoulder.

"What is it, hun?" I asked, looking up at Ron.

Ron pointed to a table across the room. "Am I imagining things, or is that Draco Malfoy?"