A/N sorry the updates are so slow.
Harry helped Ron into bed after he had stopped crying slightly; Harry laid Ron down softly and pulled the duvet over him. Ron's eyes were heavy and red from crying and Harry kissed his forehead and started to get up to leave him to sleep but Ron grabbed his hand.
"Stay with me…" Ron whispered and Harry nodded and crawled under the duvet and snuggled up to Ron in his bed. Harry lay still waiting for Ron to get to sleep thinking over everything that had just happened. Ron would stir every now and then and grab Harry's hand to make sure he wasn't going to leave him; Harry embraced Ron's needing fingers as he drifted into a light sleep feeling the warmth of Ron through the night.
Ron woke up suddenly when he heard his door open and his heart jumped into his throat as he looked over to the door to see Harry standing there.
"Sorry, Ron…" Harry said closing the door quietly.
"I thought you were… someone else." Ron said rubbing his eyes and Harry sat on his bed. Ron stopped then stared at Harry and Harry wondered what he was thinking of. "Harry…" Ron started looking to his hands, "about yesterday. Why did you kiss me?" Ron said the last part quieter then the rest of the sentence. Harry thought a second and opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. "It's not that I didn't like it…" Ron added to the struggle that Harry was having.
"I'm starting to think that there is something more to our friendship," Harry said slowly and then repeated it in his head. Ron leant forwards into Harry and smiled sweetly into his green eyes and Harry felt his heart melt as Ron's lips grew closer to his own again.
Ron pressed his lips on Harry's and traced his tongue along the outside of Harry's lip and Harry parted his lips so Ron entered his mouth deeply. Harry moaned into the kiss and put his hands through Ron's long red hair as Ron stroked his lower back. Harry leant into Ron harder and Ron allowed him on top of him as he lay on his back. Harry ventured down Ron's body feeling his skin lightly remembering his bruises, Harry reached Ron's trousers and stopped waiting to know whether it was ok. Ron bit at Harry's lip playfully and reached a hand down to Harry's and pulled it under his boxers and then pulled the boxers down for Harry.
Harry smiled then kissed Ron again but with his hand feeling Ron's naked erection. Harry's hand stroked down Ron lightly sending shivers down his spine making Ron want more, Ron moaned and arched his hips up to Harry and Harry smiled even more. Harry stroked Ron again and then groped him strongly and began moving his hand up and down Ron. Ron was breathing heavily and was too busy to kiss Harry so Harry moved his kisses down Ron's body and reached his erection with his lips so he traced the skin lightly with his tongue leaving Ron moaning for more. Harry obeyed Ron's moans and took in the tip of his penis into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it lightly then he began to pump Ron with his mouth. Harry's pace quickened as did Ron's breathing and Harry felt Ron's thighs tighten and he knew what it meant. He took Ron in one last time as Ron released into his mouth with a groan of his name, Harry smiled and put Ron away then lay next to Ron listening to his heavy breathing.
Ron regained control and smiled thanks to Harry who was already smiling. The boys laid there for a while not talking but just holding hands no words could describe this moment that they shared. Ron just wanted to lay there forever with Harry but reality came down on him hard as a knock on his bedroom door interrupted him.
Ron reluctantly got out of bed and put on some trousers over his boxers; he already had a long sleeve top on and then opened the door to face his father's unsteady gaze. Ron followed him out with a glance back at Harry who was looking after him worriedly but Ron shook his head to Harry. His father led Ron downstairs into an empty kitchen and stood staring at him.
"What?" Ron demanded surprising himself with the confident tone he said it in. His father made his eyes into evil slits as he stared to Ron and Ron straightened himself knowing that it made him look more confident.
"Where is my breakfast?" His father spat and Ron looked to the table where it was empty apart from a dirty glass that he guessed was his. Ron was about to retaliate but his father had grabbed hold of his hair and pushed him towards the sink so Ron gave in and started to make his father some breakfast. A few minutes and a few punches later Ron had some toast and coffee ready for his father so he put it on the table and tried to walk away but his father but his arm out to stop him. Mr. Weasley tasted the coffee to see if it was good enough then spat it out and shoved it back into Ron's hands. Ron sighed and took the mug and was about to make another one when his father knocked it out of his hands on purpose and it smashed on the floor.
"Clean it up, boy!" His father barked and Ron knelt down and fumbled for his wand. "Without magic." His father said with a slight smile and Ron loathed that smirk that made his stomach churn. Ron used some tissue to mop up the boiling hot coffee and then began to pick up the shards of porcelain smashed over the floor. His father watched him as he ate the toast loudly making sure to drop crumbs on Ron as he was cleaning. Ron dropped a piece of porcelain and looked at his hand where it had hurt, there was blood coming from his palm where he had held a sharp bit. Ron carried on and he found himself squeezing the shards to see if he could get more blood. When it was done Ron quickly made another drink with his good hand and went upstairs quickly avoiding another punch from his father.
Ron opened his door with his good hand hiding his other behind his back from Harry. Harry was pacing the room waiting for Ron to come back and he looked up and stared at Ron examining him to see the new damage.
"What happened to your hand?" Harry said immediately and Ron sighed and showed Harry his bleeding palm. "What did he do to you?"
"He smashed a mug and made me clean it up the muggle way." Ron said without any tone in his voice and Harry sighed and used his top to wipe the blood away. Harry kissed Ron's palm gently once it was cleaned up and Ron smiled thanks. Harry then kissed Ron's cheek and his lips and Ron took him into an intimate kiss, Harry's hands were feeling Ron's torso but Ron flinched making Harry jump back.
"Sorry…" Harry said sadly examining Ron's slouched posture again. Ron sighed defeated and in pain onto his bed and Harry sat next to him so Ron put his head on his shoulder.
"I'll make it better, I promise." Harry whispered into Ron's ear as he kissed his hair and Ron held back the tears again.