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The week passed by, with no sign of Harry no longer being angry. It was now 2 hours before the dance. Ron and Harry had gotten ready in their dormitory in silence, but Ron needed to speak his mind.
"Harry, you can't be mad at me forever," Ron said, sitting down on Harry's bed. Harry wasn't looking at him.
"Harry..."
Harry sat down on the window sill and stared at Ron. "What?"
"We need to talk about this."
"No, we don't."
"Yes we do. You immeadiately see Draco as this bad guy..."
"He attempted to kill Dumbeldore! He is a death eater!"
"He was a death eater. You know perfectly well that he joined the order at the end of August."
"Well, what about how he treated us for 6 years? Getting us in trouble, and jinxing us while our backs were turned..."
"He's changed!"
"How so?" Harry stared at him coldy. How could Ron explain how Draco had changed over the past few months?
"Well, he is kind, sensitive...he understands me, OK? You are just being to shallow and you can't seem to realize how much it means to me to have him around."
"I...I...I had no idea."
"Of course you didn't! You didn't give him a chance!"
"I'm sorry Ron. It's your life, and you can do what you want with it."
"Thank you Harry. I have been waiting so long for you to hear that."
The boys had embraced in a manly hug, when Hermione walked in the room. She was wearing a light peach tank dress, and a similar color ballet flats. Her hair was tied up in a loose knot at the back of her head.
"I'm not interuppting anything, am I?" She asked. The boys let go quickly, and Ron went back over to the mirror.
"You look beautiful," Harry said, embracing Hermione.
"Why, thank you." She spun around to show off her dress. "Oh right, Ron? What did you want to talk to us about?" Hermione asked, looking over at him.
"Well, I just want to let you know, that I am going to the dance with Draco, so, err, just don't act surprized...this is uncomfortable enough as it is," Ron said.
"Yeah, sure. O.K, lets go Harry. We will see you there Ron!" She took Harry's hand, and led him down the stairs, leaving Ron in the dormitory by himself.
"O.K, you can do this. Sure, everyone will be shocked at first, but you WANT this, more importantly you NEED this. You and Draco can't stay in the shadows any longer," Ron said to himself. He took one last pathetic look in the mirror and left the dormitories.
Around the entrance to the great hall, there were groups of students in their finest wear, waiting for the doors to open. Draco stood in a corner by himself. He and Ron had agreed to go in when everyone else was already in the great hall.
"O.K, calm down Draco...You WANT this, you NEED this..." A jolt went through Draco's body. Not a bad jolt, a good jolt, like the kind you get when you see a certain red head walking down the stairs, looking absolutely gorgeous in a simple black tux.
"Malfoy?" Harry called. He walked over to Draco. "Listen, I know, and all I can say is...Treat my friend with some god damn respect, or I will come after you. Don't hurt him. He is as fragile enough as it is." With that, Harry shook Draco's hand, and walked away.
"What the hell?" Draco whispered under his breath. He looked over at Ron, who winked at him, but didn't come over. Draco held his breath, and looked over at the doors, which began to open.
All of the students had crowded around the door, and were waiting to get in. Draco stood in his corner, and he saw Ron pushing his way through the crowd over to him.
Hey. You look great," Ron breathed. Most of the students had gone into the great hall, leaving Ron, Draco, and a few other stragglers. Ron and Draco watched in silence as the last few remaining students entered the great hall.
"Ready?" Draco asked? Ron nodded. Each boy took a deep breath, linked hands, and they entered the great hall together.
The effect was almost immeadiate. The 7th years stared, and then the entire great hall broke out in whispers. Ron looked over to Harry, who nodded and smiled.
"C'mon, lets dance," Ron said. He pulled Draco into the middle of the floor. It was a fast song, so they didn't have to worry about slow dancing yet, which they were both terrible at.
"I love you!" Draco shouted over the music. He smiled at Ron, who was attempting to do the robot.
"I love you Too!" Ron yelled. The music had stopped, and everyone was staring at the strange pair. Draco and Ron broke out laughing. Not just any kind of laughing. It was rolling on the floor laughing. They felt so comfortable now, that it didn't matter that everyone was staring at them.
The music started again, a slow song this time, and Ron got up and then helped Draco up. "Err...I'm not good at slow dancing..." Ron admitted.
"Thank goodness! Me neither!" Draco said, laughing. Draco grabbed a hold of Ron's waist and Ron placed his hands on Draco's shoulders. They began to sway side to side.
"Well, this isn't so bad," Ron whispered into Draco's ear. He kissed Draco's cheek, making him blush crimson. Ron looked down at him, and Draco looked up.
Draco leaned forward, and kissed Ron square on the lips. Ron was shocked at first, but gave in and let his body sink into Dracos. The many stares did not stop them, for this was one of the most passionate, and romantic kisses that they would ever have.
The kiss ended. Ron stared into those same grey eyes, which always twinkled silver for him. They were like great swimming pools of emotion.
"I love you Draco Malfoy, with all of my heart, forever and ever," Ron whispered in Draco's ear.
"I love you Ronald Weasley, to The Bottom of my heart, forever and ever," Draco whispered back.
The boys enjoyed the rest of the night. They had ignored the stares, the pointing and the whispers, which eventually stopped. Neither of them knew though, that this was one of the most beautiful nights that they would spend together.
There was only one more week until the final battle. Proffessor McGonagall had excused all of the students who were fighting in the final battle from their classes, in order to give them time to practice. There was a lot more then Harry, Ron and Hermione ever thought that there would be. A very large group was crowded outside the great hall, waiting to be let in for training.
"Look Familliar?" Draco whispered to Ron. The boys laughed. Draco wrapped his fingers around Rons, and they started heading towards the door, which was no opening. Harry and Hermione followed pursuit.
"RON!" A voice called out from the back. Ron spun around, to see Cho running towards him.
"I had to see if the rumors were true," she panted, looking at the two boys entwined hands. "By the looks of it, they are."
"Yup, we have finally come out of the closet," Ron said, smiling. He swung Dracos and His hands back and forth and smiled some more.
"I'm just so glad to see you happy. I didn't go to the dance, because, well, my new BOYFRIEND Jerimiah didn't really want to. He is new to the school, so he was nervous." Cho grinned.g
"That's great Cho! I hope you guys are happy!" Ron said.
"Yeah, o course we are! Well, I better go! He's waiting for me!" Cho ran around them, and into the great hall entrance. Ron could see Cho hugging a rather burly man, and he smiled yet again.
"Well, we should go," Draco said. Ron nodded and the boys went into the great hall, standing in the back with Harry and Hermione. The hall was filled with the buzz of students excited for what all of the aurors and Order of The Pheonix were going to tell them.
"Can I Have Your Attention please?" Squeaked a small voice coming from the front of the room
The buzz of noise from the students didn't stop, so the small man placed his wand to his throat, and his voice came out louder and clearer.
"CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?" The voice called out. All of the students snapped to attention. Ron looked up and saw a few familliar people standing on a podium in the front of the room, such as Mad-eye and Lupin.
"THANK YOU! NOW, I WOULD LIKE TO WELCOME YOU ALL TO THE FINAL BATTLE TRAINING MEETING! TODAY, WE WILL BE DISCUSSING WHAT YOU NEED TO DO IN ORDER TO AVOID A CURSE, AND WE WILL BE PRACTICING SOME BASIC DISARMING SPELLS. NOW, THIS WILL BE A SURPRIZE TO THIS MAN, BUT WE WOULD LOVE TO HEAR HIM SPEAK! MR. HARRY POTTER! WOULD YOU PLEASE COME TO THE STAGE?"
The entire room clapped. Harry's face turned Scarlet as Ron pushed him into the crowd. After what seemed like no time at all, Harry was standing on the podium, with his wand to his neck.
"ERR...GOOD MORNING EVERYONE...WELL..." He looked over at the small man. "What am I supposed to say?"
"Just a few words of encourgement. You know, tell them that we will win the battle and such and such..."
Harry nodded, and placed the wand to his neck again.
"ALRIGHT EVERYONE! I KNOW THAT FIGHTING THIS BATTLE ISN'T THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLD, BUT THINK ABOUT WHAT WE WILL BE DOING! WE WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY! WE ARE CHANGING THE WORLD FOR THE BETTER! VOLDEMORT..."
Everyone cringed.
"ERR, YOU KNOW WHO IS GOING DOWN! I WILL NOT LET HIM LIVE AS LONG AS I AM ALIVE AND NEITHER WILL YOU!"
Harry stepped down from the podium, and everyone cheered. Harry could hear Hermione in the back going, "I love you Harry!" Harry smiled as he made his way through the crowd, shaking peoples hands, and recieving all of the compliments.
When Harry reached the back of the room, Hermione gave him a hug. "Way to boost their morale! They are ecastic!" Hermione exlcaimed, gesturing at the still cheering students.
"Yeah, I did do pretty awesome...heh heh heh," He joked. He gave Hermione a small kiss and slung his arm lazily around her shoulder.
The cheering soon died away, and the meeting began. It started with the aurors being introduced, and everyone gave a few words of encouragement. They soon began talking about strategy, and a discussion ensued. Harry listened intently, and did everything he was asked to.
The meeting went by with a breeze, as did all of the other ones.
Ok, yeah yeah yeah, it was a short chapter...stop bitching. I got it finished, didn't I? Well, two more chapters to go...yay! Well, boo, because it has been real, but I gotta move on to my other story, which is already getting exciting.
EDIT Ok, I thought about this chapter a lot, and I realize that it isn't my best work and that you probably wanted more stuff from the dance, but I didn't want to add more plot twists. I used this crappy chapter as a connector chapter. It resloves some of the previous conflicts and sets the story far enough ahead in time so I can get straight to the battle in the next chapter. Let's hope my loyal readers aren't too mad that I made such a crappy chapter.
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