Chapter 10

AN/ Ok, so I still can't decide if there are enough people that want this Fanfic to be slash or not, so I have decided to make it both. I apologize to my editor for the extra work that it will require. (THANK YOU BY THE WAY)

So this is how it will be: for those of you that like it as it is, when you read this look out for this: 696969696969696 across the page. That means that the slash is going to start. Then when you see the 000000000000000 across the page it means the slash has ended. So just skip those parts. If you want to read the slash read the stuff in between the 696969696969669 and the 0000000000000, then don't read the rest because you will have already read it. No matter which you read it is the exact same story, with a bit of slash added in. Hope this is clear, thank you. Now here is the chapter:

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Draco and Ron worked all night, falling asleep at the table. It really seemed like they had become friends. Ron was starting to feel like he was back with Harry and Hermione more and more, but he knew it was just Draco. This was an odd thing to him; he didn't think Draco was capable of being a nice guy, but there it was. As for Draco, he was starting to think that maybe he had finally made a real friend, someone he could count on. When they woke up they were both sore and stiff. It was a good thing it was the weekend.

"Boy, it's gonna be a bit before I can move again." Ron said with a yawn. "Every part of me is asleep."

Draco nodded in agreement. "I've never had such an uncomfortable sleep. I suppose your used to it though, hey Weasley?" Draco said as he stretched.

Ron stared, almost hurt. 'Maybe I was wrong about him after all.' He thought.

"Oh, sorry Ron, I-I didn't mean anything by that. I wasn't thinking." Draco really did look sorry.

"Oh, ok." Ron nodded and stood up. Now he didn't know what to think.

"I think I can move now, I'll make breakfast. Ron, what do you want?" Draco asked.

"Don't care." Ron frowned. 'Maybe he's trying to show he's sorry?' he thought.

20 minutes later.

"You call this breakfast?" Ron asked as he looked skeptically at the food.

Draco was covered in cooking ingredients from head to toe. He almost looked normal and less like some rich boy. Even so, as it was his hair, though covered in flour was still perfectly in place. He wouldn't let Ron help with anything. He said it would ruin the surprise.

"Yes. They're crepes." Draco answered, scratching the back of his neck. "Though slightly burnt and falling apart."

"They look like a heating potion gone wrong." Ron snickered.

"Hey! I've never cooked before!" Draco said, sounding only slightly offended, and to up the drama he shoved Ron gently.

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Ron shoved him back, a little harder but nothing major. Draco pushed him off his chair in retaliation. In moments they were both rolling around on the floor shoving the 'crepes' in each other's face, trying to pin one another playfully. Ron was used to doing this with Harry and his brothers so he had the advantage. When all the misshapen crepes and crepe batter was used up Ron got a good hold of Draco's wrists and held them above Draco's head. He was straddling his waist and they were both breathing heavily. They're eyes locked and they gazed at each other before Ron spoke.

"Give?" Ron asked triumphantly, still trying to catch his breath. Ron thought that Draco sort of looked like an angel.

"Are you joking? A Malfoy never surrenders." Draco himself could barely get the words out. As he looked at Ron, however, he got a strange fluttering feeling in the pit of his stomach, and his heart thudded suddenly.

"Fine, then just lay here on the floor while I get the shower!" as Ron said this he jumped up and took a dash to the shower, undressing on the way there.

"Hey! Not fair." Draco yelled after him. Draco sounded upset but didn't try to stop him. He found himself watching him undress instead.

Ron didn't get far though. He slipped on some batter and fell on his face. Draco took this time to get up off the floor and make for the bathroom. Ron was faster than him, though. He grabbed Draco's ankle and pulled him down again. Before Draco had time to recover, Ron had already slipped into the shower and locked the door. Draco sighed. He had hoped, for some strange reason, that they might be able to shower together. He quickly shoved the thought out of his head. Showering with another man - that was disgusting.

By the time both of them had cleaned up it was nearly noon. They were lounging in the chairs after eating a real breakfast, courtesy of Ron.

"Boy, I love the weekend, I wish it could go on forever." Ron said out of nowhere. He thought he should say something to stop himself from staring at Draco.

"Be careful what you wish for." Draco had a sly look on his face as he twirled his wand between his fingers.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ron asked, intrigued.

"Oh, nothing, just that I might be able to grant it." Draco said with a smirk.

"No way. How?" Ron asked, leaning over as if they needed to keep their voices down, even though they didn't. Really, he wanted to be closer to Draco for some reason that he couldn't quite place. He loved it when Draco smirked like that. But no - didn't he hate it?

"I think if I make some changes to the freezing spell I could use it to freeze time instead of water." Draco had that look about him that said he was serious.

"No way. You can't even do the spell regularly." Ron shook his head as he spoke.

"That's why you're gonna help me." Draco poked Ron with his wand as he said you're.

"No way..." It seemed to Ron he was saying that a lot lately, even though he had this urge to only say yes to Draco no matter what. "We cant do that, we would get in so much trouble."

"Who's gonna know? Besides, we're not gonna keep it like that. We'll unfreeze time as soon as we have a bit of fun..." Draco was on his feet and pacing as he went, trying to work out the details in his head as he tried to convince Ron to go along with it.

"You sound like Harry when he's planning an attack on Voldemort. Next thing I know I'll be in some lair while you're off saving the day and ending up with the damsel in distress." 'I wonder what it would be like if I were the damsel in distress? Harry would probably save him anyway.' This thought made Ron smile. He really was like Harry, and knowing this comforted him. It was like he still had his best friend with him. Strange. Was Draco, his arch-nemesis, really becoming his best friend? Ron decided that that didn't matter and that he didn't really mind. What he was wondering right now was whether or not they could be more than that. No, that was silly. He was really wondering if Draco's plan could really work. Hey, it would be fun right?

They worked all the rest of the afternoon working on improving the spell. By the time Draco declared it ready it was almost 11:00.

"We should head to bed." Ron declared with a yawn.

Draco nodded.

Ron started pushing the chairs together to form his bed.

"Hey Ron..." Draco said timidly

"Huh?" Ron replied sleepily.

'Why am I acting like this around him?' Draco thought before continuing. "Well, I was thinking... we're friends now, right?" Draco asked, unsure.

Ron was puzzled. He had never heard Draco speak like this before. "Yeah, sure, if you want to be."

"Yeah, I think I do." He sounded relieved. Then his voice went back to its usual tone. "Well I think since we're going to try the spell tomorrow, we better both get a good night's sleep and since I know from experience that those chairs aren't that comfortable..." then his tone changed again. "Well it's a really big bed and all... I don't want you to think I'm gay or anything, but it might be better if we shared the bed." Draco said this last bit probably faster than he intended.

Ron hesitated before he agreed and they got their PJs on and climbed into bed. The bed was indeed big enough and one barely noticed the other beside him. Even so, it was nice knowing the other was there.

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Ron shuved him back a little harder but nothing maget. Draco pushed him off his chair as a retaleation. in moments they wer bouth roling arawned on the flor shuving the " crapes " in eachothers face tring to pin one another playfuly.Ron was use to doing this with Harry and his brothers so he had the advanteg. when all the misshapen crapes and crape bater was used up ron got a good holed of dracos riseds and held then abuv Dracos head. he was stratuling his wased and they wer bouth breathing hevuly.

" giv?" Ron asked triumfently but still tring to cach his breath.

" are you joking? a Malfoy never surenders." Draco himself could barly get the woreds out.

" fin then just lay her on the flor wall i get the shawer!" as Ron said this he jumped up and tock a dash to the shawer undresing on the way ther.

" Hay! not fare." Draco yeld after him.

Ron didn't get far though. he sliped on some batter and fell on his face. Draco tock this time to geto up off the flor andmake for the bathroom. Ron was faster then him though he grabed dracos ankul and puled him down againg. befor Draco had time to rucover Ron had alredy sliped into the shawer and loked the door.

by the time bouth of them had cleened up it was nerly noon. they wer lawnging in the chais after eating a reall brecfast that Ron made.

" boy i love the weekend, i wish it could go on forever." Ron Said out of nowere.

" be carfle what you wish for." Draco had a sly look on his face as he tworled his waned butween his fingers.

" whats that supows to mean?" ron asked intreged.

" oh nothing just that i mite be abel to grant it." draco said with a smerk.

" no way. how?" Ron asked leaning over as if they needed to keep ther voices down evan though they didn't.

" i think if i make some changes to the freezing spell i could use it to freez time insted of water." Draco hade that look about him that said he was serus.

" No way. you can't evan do the spell ragulairly." ron shouck his head as he spoke.

" thats why your gana help me." Draco poked Ron with his wand as he said your.

" No way..." it seemed to Ron he was saying that alot latly. " we cant do that we would get in so much truble."

" Hows gana know? bisides we'r not gana keep it like that. wi'll un frezz time as soon as wa have a bit of fun." Draco was on his feet and pasing as he whent tring to work out the details in his head as he tryed convins Ron to go along with it.

" You sawnd like Harry when hes planing an attack on Voldamort. next thing i know i'll be in som lair wall your off saving day ending up with the dansul in dustres." this though made Ron smile. he really was like Harry and knowing this comferd him.it was like he still had his best friend with him. straing was Draco his arch nemuses really becoming his best friend? Ron disided that that didn't matter and that he didn't really mind. what he was wondering right now was wether or not Dracos plane could really work. hey it would be fun right.

they worked all the rest of the afternoon working on inproving the spell. bye the time Draco diclared it ready it was almost 11:00.

" whe should head to bed." Ron diclared with a yawn.

Draco noded.

Ron started pushing the chais together to form his bed.

" hey Ron..." Draco said

"hu?" Ron ruplyed sleepaly

" well i was thinking...wer friends now right?" Draco asked unsure.

Ron was puzled he had never herd Draco speek like this befor. " ya sure if you want to be."

" ya i think i do."he sawnded ruleaved then his voice when back to its useowel tone. " Well i think sins wer going to try the spell tomorow we better bouth get a good night sleep and sins i'm smaller i fit in the chairs better and i don't mind them so mush maybe you should sleep in the bed and i'll take the chairs. "

Ron hesatated befor he agread and the got ther pj's on and climbed into bed. the bed was indeed alot more comftruble and it made Ron fell a bit selfesh for not prosesting. " why don't we take terns in the bed from now on?" Ron sugested.

"k." Draco anserd almost compleatly asleep by now.

as the boys slepped a simuler though ran through ther heads. the thought was this. that it was strange having each other as a friend, even so, it was nice not being stuck in the old hut with no one. well no one that was nice to you.