Wow, this chapter is really cool. I think it's my favorite one so far. Anyways, I have dedicated this chapter to my friend Devan. She has this thing with this guy and they had a 'talk' but she won't tell me what he said. So I am making Ron do that. He is not going to tell Devan what Draco says and does. See how it feels Devan? It doesn't feel good does it?!?!?!?
Disclamer: We've discussed this (Stares)
Draco gave Ron a stiff nod, and they walked silently up to the castle. The silence was so akward, and Ron wondered who would break the silence Even after they had reached the castle, they were still in silence. Draco led Ron into the great hall, where they sat at the end of the slytherin table. Malfoy coughed.
"So, umm, how long?" Draco asked. He stared at Ron intently. He was picking at his cuticles as well. Ron looked down at his own stubby fingernails.
"What do you mean how long?" He asked, speaking more to his hands then to Draco's face. He couldn't look into those cold eyes that were so inviting to him.
"How long have you liked me?" Draco said, his hands shaking a little bit at his words. Ron decided to be completely honest and he looked at him.
"A long time." Ron said , after a long thought of exactly how long it was. It was hard, because it seemed like he had liked Draco forever.
"Oh, well, uh..." Draco had began, but Ron had stopped him. Ron gazed intently into Draco's eyes and said:
"I know we can't be together though, because of Pansy Parkinson. Also by the rumors going around, your father can't stand gays." Ron saw Draco's face turn from confusion to anger. "Is something wrong?"
"I can't stand my father. He knows nothing about me. Oh, and Parkinson is just a cover up. I really am gay." Draco said. Draco couldn't believe that he was telling Weasley all of this. There was just something about his eyes, and his lips, that just made you want to tell him everything.
Ron was speechless. Why was Malfoy telling him so much? Ron went down to looking at his hands, which were really sweaty now. When he looked back up, Draco had his head in his hands.
"Uhh...Is something wrong?" Ron lightly shook Draco's shoulder. Draco shook his head, and Ron began to pull his hand away when Draco grabbed it. "C'mon, I need to show you something."
Harry and Hermione arrived in London late during the night. They decided that it would be easier just to stay at the leaky cauldron, so they got a room there. Hermione went to take a shower, and Harry started to unpack. When he was finished, he decided to surprize her.
C'mon baby we ain't gonna live forever Lemme show you all the things that we can do I know we are going to be together And I wanna spend the night with you
Harry followed the beautiful singing that was Hermiones voice. When he entered the bathroom, she continued to sing...
With you.
Yeah yeah.
With you-who
Harry pulled off his clothes and lightly stepped into the shower, wrapping his arms around Hermiones waist on the way in. Hermione lightly as Harry kissed her neck. Harry grabbed the shampoo and lathered it into Hermiones mane of hair. He pressed his body lightly against hers and continued to lather her hair. After it was rinsed out Hermione shut off the water and turned to face Harry.
"Hello sweetheart." Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and kissed him. Harry returned the gesture by wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her in return. Hermione yawned and rested her head on Harry's shoulder. Harry picked her up and rested the towel on top of her.
He placed her down on the bed and put one of Dudleys old t-shirts on her. She layed down in the covers and Harry joined her after putting on a fresh pair of boxers. He wrapped his arm around her and he said "I love you Hermione, good night,"
Hermione mumbled, "I love you too Harry," and they both fell instantly asleep.
Cho had arrived at home and immeadiately went up to her room to write Ron a letter. Shortly after she left, she realized that he was practically alone with Malfoy. She threw open her trunk and threw half of the contents out before she found a quill, some ink, and a decent sized piece of parchement. She began to write:
Dear Ron,
Are you O.K? Has Malfoy done anything yet? What is going on? I am so anxious! Everything is doing well down here. My trip home was good. My little sister is being annoying of course. We are all worried about you. We wish that you would come spend the holidays with us. I really want you to be here. I need you. I feel so bad leaving you by yourself. Will you be O.K. by yourself? Please reply soon Ron! I am so worried!
Gosh, I sound so anxious. I am just really worried about you Ron. I don't want you to do something that you will regret. You know how stupid you get sometimes. No offence. Anyways what do you want for Christmas? I think I have some ideas but I want you to tell me. Anyways, I better go. My mom is nagging me to come and help her set up the Christmas tree. She obviously forgets what a wand is used for. Ha ha ha. Anyways Ron, good luck with Malfoy and if you need any help just ask me. But don't send Errol. I think he might forget where my house is. Last time he flew into every other window on our street before he came to ours.
With Friendly love,
Cho
Ron woke up with a light crust glueing his eyelids shut. What exactly happened last night? Did he even want to remember? Why was everything so confusing? These questions had played over and over again in Ron's head until he looked out the window and saw a tawny owl pecking at it. He opened it just enough to let the owl inside and shut it again right away. It was a letter from Cho. He decided he would read it later and went down to breakfast.
When he got there he looked around. Of course there was barely anyone there. Everyone had better things to do on the Christmas holidays. In the middle of the vast hall was one small table with 5 students and a few teachers. Ron saw Draco and sat down across from him.
"Are you O.K?" Draco asked him when he was comfortable. Draco was picking at his eggs, but it didn't look like he had eaten much.
"I'm fine. Are you O.K?" Ron asked in return, and Draco nodded.
They ate breakfast mostly in silence, but occasionally breaking into conversation about one random thing or another.
Once they were both finished Draco politely asked, "Shall we go for a stroll?" Ron nodded and they walked out of the great hall doors together.
O.K. I know it is another short chapter and I am sorry! I am updating really fast though aren't I? So you shouldn't be whining! Oh, by the way, that song that Hermione was singing was 4ever by the Veronicas.