Thank you BlueisLife SeraphimeRising and Zerra for reviewing. :) This chapter is a bit shorter than the last one and Allen Sario described the ending as "too sweet to currupt" so you should be getting some lemons next chapter :D

The next day Draco wanted to look at his new house. As he just got done looking around the first floor he heard an owl outside a window near him. He walked over to the window and opened it, a small owl, who was flying everywhere, came in and flew around his head, Draco had to basically catch the small owl before he could get the letter

-D

I find it very stupid that I am writing to you, I just wanted to know that you're okay.

Please write back

-R

Draco looked at the letter in shock. He didn't think that the red head would care if he were okay, let alone write him. Yet here in his hands shows proof that he did. Draco never thought that he would care what the other boy thought of him. He didn't until yesterday, when even though he was told to, he still went with him to town. It also amazed Draco how he didn't try and suck up to him, hell he even fought with him a few times. Draco went up to his room so he could reply to Ron's letter.

-R

I'm fine. Do you think you could get away for a little bit, and come over?

-D

Draco wrote quickly then tied it to the owls leg and waited for a reply. When I say waited I mean he went on with what he was doing, but looked at the closest window every time he heard even the smallest noise. 30 minutes later Draco was done looking through his new house. He didn't know every corner, but he didn't want to. He just wanted to know it well enough that he knew where he was going. Draco then walked down to the kitchen and called the house elf to make him some lunch. While he was sitting down he heard a knock on the door. He stayed seated and let Lilith answer. After a minute or two he heard someone open the kitchen door, Draco looked up at the mess of red hair looking at him.

"Hi," Ron said as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Hi!" Draco said while standing, "I thought you would owl me instead of just coming over."

"Yeah, well Ginny was using Pig so I just decided I would come over." He said shyly while looking everywhere but the other boy.

"Its fine, you hungry?" Draco asked as he pointed to some food. "It was just made, help yourself." He said as he sat down and started eating again.

"Oh yeah, thanks." Ron said as he sat across from him, filling the plate Lilith put out for him with food.

"So," Draco started, "what made you come?"

Ron shrugged. "Felt like it I suppose." He said while bitting into bread, "Plus I wanted to see for my own eyes that you're okay I suppose." Ron said while blushing a bit.

Draco held out his arms, "well I'm okay as you can see." Draco said then went back to eating.

"You know how I mean, you seemed really down yesterday." Ron said then looked at his plate.

"Why would you care, Weasley? I'm not like you, I'm not 'good'" Draco said with pain clearly in his voice, the mask he usually put on, gone.

"You're still human, Malfoy." Ron said getting a bit angry.

"Human, right. I guess I wouldn't get that since, you know, yesterday you were so keen on calling me a Death Eaters son."

"Well you are!" Ron shouted.

"If I could change it I would. Trust me. What my father decided long ago has nothing to do with me." Draco said through clenched teeth.

"I never said it did." Ron said slightly calmer. "Why does it matter what I think of you anyway?"

"I don't know." Draco said more to himself than to Ron. Draco still couldn't figure out why he cared what this boy thought of him. It was as if Draco admired the fact that he didn't change around him when he wasn't with his friends. Anyone knew that Draco was different around his friends, and the red head has seen it first hand. Draco didn't realize it at first but he was staring at the other boy, with a look of confusion on his face, and the boy just stared right back.

"Draco, why did you ask me to come here today?" Ron asked, breaking Draco from his thoughts.

Draco shrugged, "I don't know, why not? I had a good time yesterday, it was a bit odd at first, but it was okay talking to you."

"Yeah I guess." Ron said while finishing up his food, "thanks," he said as he motioned to the plate.

"Anytime." Draco said as Lilith cleared the table. "You don't have to stay." Draco said as he got up and started for the hallway.

"No, its okay." Ron said while getting up after him and following him, "what all do you have to do here?"

Draco stopped and turned around to look at the red head, "not much. We can go into the sitting room and talk, or something" Draco said as he walked to the room he first saw in this house.

"Okay," Ron said as he followed him. "This seems like its a pretty nice house." He said as he looked around.

"It's okay, nothing like the Manor. Smaller than the Manor, but its nice." Draco said as he sat in a chair, and watched as Ron sat on the couch.

"Why aren't you there then?" Ron asked flatly.

Draco thought for a minute, "my parents thought that I might need a change of scenery, so my father sent me here."

"Why did you need a change of scenery?" Ron asked while shifting his weight on the couch.

Draco thought again, "they didn't want me to have to see some things, deal with them."

"But, weren't you supposed to join them?" Draco knew who "them" where, and he frowned at the thought.

"I was." Draco said softly. "I'm not anymore." He said as he looked down at his hands.

"Oh," was all Ron said, trying to think about why all of a sudden Draco wouldn't be joining You-Know-Who. "Harry figured that you would join soon." Ron said without thinking.

"Harry? I suppose that if Harry told you that the world would end tomorrow you'd believe that too? Wouldn't you?" Draco said angry.

"No!" Ron shouted at him, "I have a brain to think for myself. I hardly believed that he would want you so young."

"Oh yes, because I wouldn't be valuable to the Dark Lord at the age of Sixteen, is that right?" Draco said with a sneer on his face.

"I never said that! Stop putting words in my mouth." Ron yelled.

"You're thinking it! I know it."

"You don't know what I'm thinking. Just like I don't know why your being such a prick." Ron said while standing, "maybe I should leave."

"Fine, leave," Draco said half-heartedly and waving his hand dismissively.

Ron walked to the door and looked at Draco. "You make me so angry," Ron started, "and I don't even understand why." He finished waiting for any sort of reply.

Draco looked at his face and saw pain and confusion on his face. He got up and started to walk over to where the red head was standing. He was a few feet from him when he stopped. Just looking at the boy. Ron took a step back, and Draco took one forward. "Is this making you angry?" Draco asked.

"No."

"Does it make you uncomfortable." Draco said as he took another step forward, this time Ron didn't move.

"Yes."

"Why is it making you uncomfortable?" Draco asked and took another step forward. Ron didn't say anything, just looked at the blond who took another step, almost closing the gap between them. "What are you wanting right now?" Draco said as he leaned his head in a bit. "Do you want me?" He said as Ron filled the rest of the gap between them, pressing his lips to the other boys. It wasn't a long kiss, and when they pulled apart Ron's eyes were wide in shock with what he just did, and Draco has a genuine smile on his face.

"I shouldn't have done that," Ron said while moving away from Draco.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Draco said following the boy, "you wanted it just as much as I did, you know it." Draco stopped his movements as he heard a crack a few feet behind them.

"Sorry sir, there is someone waiting at the door for you," Lilith said.

"Who?" Draco asked as he rubbed his temple.

"A boy, dark skinned," Lilith said, "he said he's a friend from school."

"Blaise," Draco said as he looked at the red head, "go up to my room, Lilith with show you how to get there, I'll be up in a minute." Draco said and then went to the door.

He opened the door as he saw the red head climbing the stairs, and turning a corner.

"Draco!" Blaise said as he opened the door, "I heard that something happened at home." He said as he had a concerned look on his face.

"Everything is fine, I promise, just an argument." Draco said as he blocked the doorway so he couldn't get inside, "how did you get here in the first place?"

"Your father." Blaise said as he tried to look over Draco's shoulder but Draco moving his head quickly so he couldn't see past him. "Are you hiding something?" Blaise said as his eyes narrowed at the blond boy.

"Zabini, why the hell would I be hiding something?" Draco asked while stepping aside, letting him go in.

"So what is going to happen to your father?" Blaise said as Draco took them into the sitting room.

"He goes on trial in late July. That was a great birthday present hearing about that." Draco said shaking his head. "He gets to stay home until the trial, then I suspect he will be sent to Azkaban."

"What will you do?"

"There is nothing I can do. I'm not going to let people bad mouth my father though, he was trying to protect me and my mother." Draco said as he clenched his fist. "I think you should leave, I have a few..duties I need to deal with." Draco said while he stood. "I'll see you at school." Then he led him to the door and said goodbye.

After he shut the door he went up to his bedroom, when he got there he saw Ron looking at the pictures that he was just looking at the day before. He was so interested in what he was looking at he didn't even hear Draco come in. Draco slowly went over to his bed and sat down, "Enjoying yourself?" Draco asked, and Ron jumped, making Draco laugh. "Why don't you come over here and we can talk."

"That was a fast talk downstairs," Ron pointed out.

"He just wanted to make sure I was okay, I guess he went over to the Manor." Draco said, Ron hadn't moved at all and Draco noticed it, "whats wrong?" Draco asked.

"These photos, why are they here?"

"This is my room, my mother, I'm going to guess, decorated it. Please sit down." Draco said scooting over a bit more to make more room.

"I don't know, I should be leaving." Ron said, and turned slightly to the door.

"Why are you always trying to leave me? Can't you see I'm different than when were in school?" Draco said with pain in his voice. "I just need someone to talk with."

"Why don't you talk to your friend that was just downstairs." Ron spat at Draco.

Draco laughed, "are you jealous?"

"No. I have no reason to be jealous of him. Although I bet he doesn't have to hide when you have company over." Ron said as he turned away from the red head.

"Ah, so you are jealous. Not of the fact I have a relationship with him but because he can come and go as he pleases." Draco said as he shook his head, "I bet you would do the same thing if this were your house."

Ron looked at Draco, who was looking at his hands and trying to get place his mask back on. Draco didn't want Ron to know how much it hurt him to know that it was the truth. Blaise wouldn't have cared that Ron were here. Thats the one thing that Draco liked about him. He was laid back and let you make your own decisions. He might just be the only friend he would have back at Hogwarts, since neither of his parents were involved in the Dark Lords world.

"Its just that, well, they hate you. I've seen somewhat of a different side to you than they ever have. I can't say that I'm not interested in knowing what is going through your head." Ron said as he took a step toward Draco.

"I won't tell you whats going on in my head, you should know that. I can't tell you." Draco said as he looked back up at the red head.

"Why can't you?" Ron asked walking the rest of the way over the the bed and sitting down.

"Because I know too much, I've seen too much. If I told, I would be killed, and so would the rest of my family. I wouldn't do that to them. I'd try my hardest to make sure that wouldn't ever happen."

"Oh," was all Ron was able to say, he looked down at the bed, and took in the color of the bed spread. This room wasn't anything like what Ron would have thought Draco's room would look like. He always thought that Draco's room would be darker, not that the red head ever thought about the other boys room, of course.

After about a minute of silence Draco scooted closer to Ron and took his hand. "Lay down with me for a bit?" Draco asked and Ron nodded. They laid down on Draco's bed, facing each other. Draco was still holding Ron's hand as they talked. "What is you family like?"

"They're insane, funny, smart, and annoying, just like any other family" Ron said laughing. "What is yours like?"

"Smart, and insane, are about the only thing our families have in common," Draco said while fowning.

"Do you ever wish you had a different life?"

"No. I love my parents. They've both always been there for me, if I wanted it or not." Draco said as he played with Ron's hands. "I don't always agree with their decisions they've made, but I can't change that."

"Sucks doesn't it?" Ron said.

"Like you really know what it feels like." Draco sad dramatically.

"My mom doesn't hardly talk to her family because my dad is a 'blood-trader'. My dad's infatuation with muggle things made us this way. I wouldn't change it for anything but some of it I wouldn't have chosen for myself."

"You still hang out with Granger." Draco pointed out.

"Yeah, she's interesting, and smart. She helps me a lot with my homework and stuff. She's also nice and determined. I'm sure she will become head girl next year."

Draco rolled his eyes, "this is why people think you like here. You basically bloat FOR her. Its like you are so proud of her, like she belongs to you."

"Well she doesn't. I don't like her, I would think by what happened earlier you would realize that." Ron said a bit angry.

"I understand it, don't get mad at me over that." Draco laughed. "I also remember what happened earlier, before we were interrupted." Draco said suggestively.

"Yeah?" Ron asked as Draco got closer to him, now placing his hands at his waist pulling him closer to him.

"Yes, I remember it well." Draco said as he got a closer still, only a few inches apart from the other boy. "Are you going to take over like last time?" Draco said as he moved his head so their lips were almost touching.

"No, you can," Ron said as he closed his eyes, waiting. He didn't have to wait long either. Draco crashed his lips to the other boys, his lips responding immediately. Ron licked the bottom of Draco's lip, asking for entrance. Draco smiled to him self before he granted it. Ron explored Draco's mouth and Draco returned the action. After a few minutes Draco pulled apart from Ron and started going for his neck, licking biting and kissing everywhere he could. Ron let out a moan when Draco got to his ear, bitting down lightly on the lobe. Draco's hand that was at Ron's waist tried to take of Ron's shirt but was quickly pulled away. Draco looked at the other boy.

"What's wrong?" He asked him.

"I-I've never done this before, with anyone." Ron replied shyly.

"Oh, I've only done it once." Draco admitted. "We don't have to do anything right now. We can wait."

"Yeah, you'll know when I'm ready, I promise." Ron said as he kissed Draco's lips quickly. "Why don't we just lay here for a bit? Before I have to leave?"

"Yeah." Draco said as Ron laid back and Draco laid on his chest, "this okay?" Draco asked him as he got comfortable.

"Yeah." Ron said as he wrapped his hand around Draco. "Its great." Ron said as he fell asleep. Followed shortly by Draco.

So I know that some of you might be like wtf with Blaise coming over but I never talked about the issuse of Draco's father and why he was home, so now you know.

Hope you enjoyed :) Next chapter should be out soon, I myself have to catch up with another story of mine, but I believe Allen Sario is starting off the next chapter so it will give me a bit of time to work on it.

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