Draco woke up, more rested than he has been for a while; he looked around and saw that it was still dark. He started to lay back down when he realized that he was laying on someone. He shot up and he heard a muffled, "Stop moving" from what he was lying on.

"What?" Draco asked the person.

"I said; stop moving, I'm trying to sleep." Draco heard, and he was suddenly reminded of the red head that he fell asleep on earlier.

"Why are you still here?" Draco said as he slowly lay back down. "Not that I mind."

"FUCK!" Yelled Ron as he got up and looked around, "what time is it?" He asked as he searched around for his shoes.

"Ron, lay down, its fine." Draco said as he tried to pull him back onto the bed.

"No they'll flip. I only told them I was only going for a walk." Then Draco remembered, Ron had a family that wanted, no needed, to know where he was at all times.

"Lay down until I fall back asleep?" Draco asked pleading Ron to stay with him, even if it's for five more minutes.

Draco felt Ron start to lay back down before he heard, "fine, but only for a minute."

Ron laid behind Draco and wrapped one of his arms around him.

Draco was trying hard to fall asleep but he was finding it hard with Ron leaving light feathery kisses on the base of his neck. He then felt rough callused fingers run along his spine just beneath his shirt.

"Relax love."A distinct male voice said, his breath caressing the shell of his ear. "Just feel." lips ghosted down his neck.

Draco could feel the other heated arousal through their clothing fingers ran along his waist band, teasing. "please."The top button of his pants was popped open. Draco shivered as a knee spread his legs apart. Any closer and that hand would rest upon his member. He arched his back bringing him closer to his companion, "please touch me!"

"So eager." A swift movement opened the blond fly baring his tenting erection

Draco gasped, as he was painfully squeezed "oh gods.." The friction bringing him closer to the edge, "more!"

"Why are you moaning?"

Draco gasped eyes wide, "what?"

Ron batted the blond away, "its hard to sleep if you keep moving around and making noises, you damn ferret." Ron said as he rolled over away from Draco.

"I-I wasn't doing that," Draco said as he sat up in the bed looking at the red head.

Ron turned his face toward Draco, "is that why you kept saying 'more'? Makes sense really, what did you want more pudding or something?" Ron said sarcastically.

"Yeah, sure, shouldn't you get back to your family?" Draco asked bitterly.

"Yes, I should, but why should I?" Ron said as he sat up too. "I mean I'm gonna get yelled at to begin with, plus its the middle of the night, they're all in bed."

"I thought your mother cared for you or something," Draco said while looking away.

"She does. She's actually most likely waiting up in the kitchen for me," Ron said then thought for a minute, "you're right, I should go." He said as he got up to find his shoes. "I'll owl you or something." Ron said as he walked out of Draco's room.

The next day Draco didn't hear from Ron, he found himself sitting at a desk in one of the many rooms of the house, waiting to hear a small tapping of an owl outside his window.

Four days has gone by, no word from Ron. Draco was getting angry. He didn't want to be angry with the fact that the Weasel hasn't owled him, but he couldn't not be angry with him either. Draco was in the kitchen eating his lunch when he heard a knock at the door, Draco basically sprinted to the door. When he got there he was out of breath and a bit disappointed.

"Blaise." Draco said flatly as he frowned and stepped aside to let him in.

"Draco, I would have though you'd be a bit more happy to see me, its not like any one else from school has come to visit you."

Draco rolled his eyes as he walked back to the kitchen.

"It almost seems like you don't want me here." Blaise said as he sat down across from the fuming blond headed boy.

"What makes you think that?" Draco asked sarcastically. "I just thought you were someone else," Draco said while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh?" Blaise said leaning in a bit, "who?"

"No one." Draco said defensively. "What do you want anyways?"

Blaise put on a hurt face, "I can't just come to visit you?" he said as he put a hand over his chest.

Draco rolled his eyes, "I wouldn't have minded a notice, for all I knew you could have been a Death Eater here to finish me off" Draco said as he pushed away his plate.

"Wait what? A Death Eater, your dad would kill them if they even tried to attack you. Wouldn't he?"

"Yeah, he would, Blaise its nothing, you need to go." Draco said as he stood up and walked to the door, he looked over his shoulder and saw that Blaise was still sitting, his jaw slacked a bit just staring at him. "Zamboni come on!" Draco said and it shook Blaise out of his thoughts and he walked past Draco and out the door. Draco went up to his room to take a nap, he had a headache coming on and he just wanted some time to think things over.

When Draco woke his body was covered in sweat from the dream he was having, he kept trying to remember what was going on in his dream but all he remembered was running, and red. Thats all. He got up and walked in to the bathroom to get in the shower. Just before he started to get undressed he heard a crack in the other room.

"Master Malfoy." Draco sighed and went into his room. "I'm sorry to bother you, letter for you," she said as Draco took the letter from her and she left the room with a loud crack.

Draco looked over the letter, his name wasn't on it, it was in a plain envelope, he went to open it when he heard knock coming from downstairs. Draco put the letter down on his dresser and walk, slowly, to the bathroom to turn off his shower, then to walk, slowly, to the door to see who was there.

Draco opened the door, and there stood a very wet, cold looking Weasel.

"What on earth?" Draco said as he pulled Ron in to the house.

"S-Sorry," the red head said as Draco went to the nearest bathroom to get a towel.

"Here," Draco said as he put it over his shoulder and gave him an extra one for his hair, "why are you walking around in the rain?" Draco said as he pushed him upstairs. Draco wondered to himself when it started raining, since it wasn't when he slept, Draco didn't even notice it was raining when he got up.

"I was walking here," Ron said in a strange tone.

"Yes, I get that, but why, in the rain?" Draco asked.

"I couldn't send you a letter, so I figured that I would just stop by, I suppose." Ron said as he sat on Draco's bed, "do you not want me here?"

Draco went into his bathroom to turn on the shower again, "get in the shower weasel. I'll have Lilith dry them." He said as he went out to give the clothes to the house elf. When he got back into the room he heard the shower door being closed.

Draco stared at the door, after a few minutes he got up and started heading for the door, but stopped halfway to the door. He clenched and unclenched his fist. He wanted to go in but he also didn't want to invade the red heads space. When Draco heard the water go off he quickly went back to his bed, smoothed out his outfit and his hair and waited for him to come out.

"Um, Draco?" Ron called out from the bathroom.

"Yeah?"

"Do I have clothes ready yet?" Ron said as he peeked out of the door, and Draco could clearly see the towel that was wrapped low on his waist. "Draco?" Ron said again, causing Draco to look up at him, "clothes?" he said then waited for an answer.

"Uh, let me go ask hold on." Draco said as he walked out in to the hallway. "Lilith." Draco said and a few seconds later he heard a loud crack next to him.

"Yes Master?" She said while slightly bowing.

"Is his clothes ready yet?" Draco said as he pointed toward his door. "He's out of the shower."

"Yes, sir, I will bring them up right now." She said as she started to turn.

"Wait, no you can take your time, why don't you make him something to eat, bring up his clothes with the food," Draco said then stepped back into the room and hearing a faint, "Yes Master." Then a loud crack. "Ron?" Draco called out and saw the red head peek out of the bathroom again.

"Yeah?"

"You're clothes aren't ready yet, she's bringing them up with some food for you." Draco said as he sat back down on his bed and watched as the red head came into the room and sat in a chair in the corner.

"Oh. Okay." Ron said as he messed with the end of the towel he still had around his waist.

"Why couldn't you owl me?" Draco asked cautiously, avoiding Ron's eye. He didn't want to show him that he was hurt that he didn't send anything to him.

"Hermione is at my house. Mum is getting things ready for when Harry comes, we don't know when he will come, but he always comes sometime in the summer. Plus my brothers have been in and out of the house with the shop doing so well. I just haven't had the time." Ron finished and Draco looked at him with anger in his eyes. Ron looked away when he saw it and looked down at his hands.

"Yes, I suppose it would have taken so much time to write down on a spare piece of paper that you couldn't come over, oh and of course it would have been to hard to just come over like you did today? What made today any different than yesterday? Besides the fact that you most likely get a cold from being outside in the rain!" Draco finished. Somewhere in his rant he stood up and he was closer to the red head than he was before.

"Its not like I didn't bloody try to contact you some how! With everything happening all at once I couldn't! I don't even know why the hell I am explaining this! Give me my clothes and I'll go home."

"You're not going home." Draco said sternly.

"Oh?" Ron said as standing up, "why not? Do you think that you're going to stop me?" Ron said as he got closer to Draco to show him that he was indeed taller, and had a good few pounds on him. "You can't make me do anything I don't want to do Malfoy." Ron said and Draco flinched. "Give me my clothes." Ron said through clenched teeth.

"No." Draco said as he took another step closer to Ron.

Ron didn't say anything, instead he stood his ground and didn't move.

"Why do you want to go home so quick, Weasel?" Draco said as he took another step, only a few more would close the distance between them. "You want to leave so fast after you've been here for a few minutes plus a shower?" Another step, "I don't think so." Another step, and another. Only one more and the two boys would be touching. Draco looked over Ron's half naked body, smiling as he did so. When he got back to Ron's face he looked at his lips, licking his own, then up at Ron's eyes. He saw lust and want there. Draco smirked and Ron took the last step, putting his lips to the others. Draco wrapped his arms around Ron's neck, one going through his hair, the other moving along his shoulders. Ron's arms when to Draco's waist area, on going under his shirt and on his back and the other on the hem on his pants.

Ron pulled Draco closer to him and deepened the kiss. Draco's tongue licked the red heads bottom lip asking for an entrance. Ron admitted his with a laugh. Draco's tongue explored Ron's mouth feeling the roof and what his teeth felt like. When he was done he bit on his bottom lip, causing a low hiss to go from the red head. Draco smirked and pulled away slowly. Ron didn't want to loose the contact so he went to Draco's neck to sucked and nibble. Draco moaned when he bit down on a sensitive part of his neck and Ron bit down again, followed closely by a soft lick to it. Ron stopped and looked at Draco. Draco's face was calm, his eyes were closed and a small smile playing on his lips.

"I like it when you smile." Ron said and Draco opened his eyes. "Its different than at school when you do that smirk whenever Harry and I get detention or something." Ron said smiling.

Draco smiled and pulled away from Ron. "Lilith is bringing up food for you, and your clothes." He said as he started to walk to the bathroom, "I was about to get in when you came over, I'll do that while you eat." Draco said as he went in the bathroom and turned on the shower water, then took off his clothes and stepped in the shower. Letting the warm water go about his body.

He knew why he left Ron then. He knew that something was changing between them and he wanted to think about it before it went any further. He knew he wasn't in love with the prat, but he had a feeling that his feelings for him were, warmer, than anyone else he knew. It scared Draco to think that he could actually feel something other than hatred toward the redhead. He was brought up to hate him. But it was so easy to forget that and just look in his blue eyes and forget all the things his father said about blood traders and how they're poor and not worth our time, "Weasley, red hair and freckles, they're a waste of space in our world." That's what his father would say to him. Draco started to think that there was something wrong with what his father said. He knew that he should be listening to his words, but he didn't think that he could. Ron has some how, even in this short time, found a place in Draco's life. They still fight, they still bicker, but that might be why it could work, why they could work.

Draco got out of the shower, slightly more confused than he was when he got in. He didn't know what he was going to do, or if the other boy even felt the same way. He wanted to find out somehow though, Draco got dressed in nice robes, black of course, and then he put on his mask to get prepared for what would be coming next.

Sorry for the cliffy :D Review please, tell us what you thought.

I have to finish a chapter with my other story before I even go again with this story, I'm hoping that it wont take me too long.

Both of us agree that we should work up to the M rating, there will be parts in most every chapter I have a feeling.

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