A/N I know that the other chapter was short sorry it was late when I wrote it. Bare with me.


Harry couldn't help but think what he had realised all through the night; he lay with Ron holding onto him tightly needing to feel safe. Harry would stroke Ron's hair lightly when he felt him stir or mumble in his sleep and Ron would automatically grip onto him tighter.

The sunlight gradually grew through Ron's curtains and Harry heard Ron's family wake up and start their daily routines. Ron slowly woke up and Harry kissed his forehead as he opened his eyes and smiled. Ron stared up into those caring emerald eyes and saw more then a best friend; he leant up and kissed Harry's lips and smiled shyly after he realised what he'd done. Harry stroked Ron's hair away and sat up and stretched, he's eyes felt tired from not sleeping but he didn't care.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked as Ron sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"A bit less painful…" Ron said after a second with a slight smile at Harry.

That smile. It made Harry's heart leap into his mouth and want to smother Ron with his lips. But as Harry was day dreaming he was pulled back down to reality when there was a bang at the door and Ron went rigid.

"Ron, can I see you for a second," Ron's fathers' voice said from the other side of the door. Ron sat with wide eyes staring at the wall not moving and Harry took him into a hug.

"You're asleep," Harry whispered and laid Ron down and quickly got into his fold out bed to act like they were asleep. There was another bang at the door but the boys lay in there bed although Ron had began to shake. Everything went quiet and Harry began to relax but then the door opened anyway and Mr. Weasley came in. Ron squeezed his eyes closed and hoped it was all a bad dream but then he felt his father touch his shoulder and pull him around to face him.

"Ron," his father wheezed and Ron reluctantly opened his eyes. "Your mother is out today, cook breakfast for Harry and me." Mr. Weasley said slyly giving a quick smile in Harry's direction. Ron didn't say anything but he nodded and his father stared into his eyes before leaving the room.

Harry got out of his bed and stood in front of the door but Ron stayed sitting on his bed and staring into nothingness.

"I'll help you cook," Harry said pulling at straws on lifting Ron's spirits.

"He'll make you come back up here… I know it," Ron said throwing his long legs out of his bed and standing up. Harry took Ron into his arms and hugged him tight.

"It's worth a try…" Harry said letting Ron put on some clean clothes.

The boys both went downstairs and Harry let go of Ron's reluctant hand and watched Ron as he tried to stop himself shaking.

"Harry, why are you out of bed?" Mr. Weasley said as he noticed Harry was helping his son.

"Just thought I'd give Ron a hand, I was awake anyway." Harry smiled and turned back to Ron to help him. Ron caught his eye line and Harry could see in his eyes how scared he was and how he wanted to get away.

"You're our guest, Harry. Go back to Ron's room and he'll bring your breakfast up." Mr. Weasley said kindly and Ron gave Harry another look of 'please help me' and Harry couldn't leave.

"It's ok, Mr. Weasley I don't mind helping," Harry said with a smile but Mr. Weasley's smile left him.

"Harry, please, go to Ron's room and wait." Mr. Weasley said and all the kindness in his voice had disappeared and Harry had to obey or risk getting thrown out of the burrow. Harry slowly walked away from Ron making sure to touch his hand before he did and Ron closed his eyes holding in his tears. Harry slowly walked up the stairs and he looked back to see Mr. Weasley watching him with beady eyes making sure he was gone before getting up and walking over to Ron. Harry sat at the top of the stairs and peered down to see what Mr. Weasley had planned today for Ron.

"Thought you'd get your friend down here, eh?" Mr. Weasley spat into Ron's ear inches away from him and Ron shook his head. "You haven't let anything slip have you, son?" He said grabbing Ron by the hair and bringing his ear closer to he's mouth.

'Son?' Harry thought, how can he say that to Ron?

Ron had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily trying to hold in his tears as his father toyed with him knowing how he felt. He's father traced a finger over Ron's ear and then slapped his cheek; Harry heard the slap and crouched to get a better view. Seeing his best friend cower like that in front of a so called father ripped his heart into pieces, he wanted nothing more then to be able to run downstairs and save him. He saw Mr. Weasley push Ron into the stove and then pull his hair to turn him around. Ron was pinned with his back to the stove and his father was luring over him with that sick, sadistic smile on his lips. Harry couldn't watch this anymore he closed his eyes then he heard Ron whimper and he opened them to see his father walking away from his son looking proud and Ron crying to himself in the corner of the kitchen. Harry quickly moved from the stairs in case of Mr. Weasley looking up and seeing him. Harry closed Ron's bedroom door quietly and sat on the floor leaning on the wall next to the door with what he just witnessed buzzing through his mind.

The door opened slowly and Ron came in and closed it behind him leaning on it and closing his eyes. Harry jumped up from the floor and looked into Ron's hurt face and took him into a gentle hug, not wanting to hurt him. Ron burst into tears on Harry's shoulder and Harry held him tighter.

"I'm so sorry Ron… I let him hurt you again." Harry whispered into Ron's ear and kissed his cheek lightly. Ron shook his head and carried on crying into Harry and Harry's heart hurt for him. "I saw what happened." Harry whispered and Ron pushed him away and looked into his eyes.

"Please…" Ron started.

"What is it?" Harry asked concerned.

"Don't watch that again…" Ron said with tears still falling down his cheeks. Harry went to talk but Ron put a finger on his lips. "It's just too embarrassing that you have seen what he does to me as well as seeing me cry all the time…" Ron said quietly.

"Ron, I don't care if you cry… I just want to make it better." Harry said his voice cracking from trying to keep from crying himself. Ron kissed Harry's lips lightly and Harry embraced him into their most intimate kiss yet. Harry stepped backwards onto the bed and lay down and Ron lay on top kissing him deeply. Ron straddled Harry and bent over him kissing him still with his hands working down his body. Harry could feel Ron's pelvis digging into his own and he pushed his up earning a moan from Ron. Harry started to feel Ron's skin under his top but then Ron sat up in pain holding his ribs.

"Sorry, Ron…" Harry said looking sadly up to Ron who smiled weakly. Harry grinned and winked then pushed Ron onto his back onto the bed and straddled him making sure he wasn't touching his ribs this time. Harry kissed him deeply and worked his kisses down his neck and then he undone Ron's trousers and stroked his thighs. He pulled his trousers down and then kissed the bulge in his boxers earning more moans from Ron. Harry pulled Ron's boxers down and kissed at the newly bare skin and licked Ron up and down. Ron put his hands through Harry's hair as Harry took in the whole of his length a few times. Harry massaged Ron's thighs as he took him in again and Ron groaned his name and released into his mouth. Harry took it in nicely and then put Ron away for him then lay next to him on his bed. Ron turned and faced Harry and smiled weakly, breathing heavily.

"Harry… I, think I'm falling in love with you…" Ron whispered, each word getting quieter.

"Me too…" Harry said in a whisper and then he kissed Ron lightly on the lips.