Hey guys! So, sorry about the wait. But while I have you here let me tell you why it took me so long.
1. I like boys, I like hanging out with them, and this I've been doing alot lately. 2. I like my friends, I also, enjoy hanging out with them 3. I got my first, NEW computer, as in, not new to me. 4. The sims, well, its my addiction. 5. Club Pogo 6. I've been lazy 7. I haven't even been able to really read 8. Lotta stress for an 18 year old trying to get into college, find a job, and get a decent car (if you know of any job openings in the northern part of Indiana, get at me) 9. My mom moved out, got her own apartment, and doesnt have internet, and that alone makes me want to play the sims 10. well there isn't really a number 10 but I thought "I've gotten this far, why not?"
So those are my reasons, good? no. But! I feel better now that I've told you. If you, like me forgot what was going on I suggest that you check out the last chapter, this one isn't very long, but hey, its something. Enjoy.
As Draco got out of the shower he felt, better, he left as if things might turn out alight. That the thing with warm water it can help you think. It lets you make up your mind, see things clearer. Draco got dressed, excited for what would come of the day. He wondered what Ron would want to do. If they would go out to the small town near by, or if they would just laze around the house. Either were okay with Draco. He just wanted to be near the red-head. Draco started humming as he went downstairs, down to the library to find a book to read until he heard a knock on his door. He found " Flesh-Eating Trees of the World" and frowned, remembering his dream. He honestly didn't remember seeing the book ever before. He sat in a chair, looking through the foreign pages. Remembering flashes from his dream, a picture here and there. Some he recognized from school. He flipped to the first page and started to read, letting his mind absorb the words on the pages. He was 34 pages in when he heard a knock at the door, then a second later he heard Lilith walking towards where he was.
"Master. Visitor for you," She said then bowed to him. Draco broke out in a cold sweat. Not liking the resemblance to his dream.
Lilith was still in front of him, still bowed. "Yes, send them in," Draco choked out.
Draco took in a few deep breaths. "Its just Ron, stop being over dramatic. Harry Potter, boy wonder, isn't going to walk in this room. Not a chance." He told himself in his head.
"Um, Malfoy?" Draco looked up and saw blue eyes. Red Hair. Freckles. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"Weasley." He said smiling. Ron returning the smile as he walked further into the room.
"Whatcha reading?" Ron said as he sat next to Draco.
"Oh, n-nothing interesting." He said as he placed the book on the table next to him.
"Are you okay," Ron said leaning closer to take a better look, "you look pale. Well, I mean, more pale than usual." Draco looked at Ron's face to see him giving him a half smile.
"No, I'm fine, sorry, just was having a bit of a flash back, I guess, before you came in." Draco said returning the smile. "What are you wanting to do today?"
Ron's smile fell, and he started biting his bottom lip, "well...I hadn't really thought about it."
"Are you hungry at all?"
Ron laughed, "when am I not hungry." Ron said looking up and down the blond-headed boys body.
Draco smiled, "out to lunch or in?"
"In." The red-head said as he leaned closer to Draco. "Draco," he said, causing shivers go down said boys body, "what is it you want to do this very, very, fine day?" Leaning in a bit closer with every word, only a small space in between the boys lips.
"I can think of a few things," Draco said as he closed the space between them with his lips. He felt Ron smile as he bit down softly on his lower lip. Draco pulled away with a small smile playing on his lips. "Lunch?" He said grabbing Ron's hand and pulling him towards the kitchen. "Would you like anything in particular?" He said as they got to the door. Turning around to give him a quick kiss on the lips. "Hmm?"
Ron smiled, "well, I could eat some chicken and ham pie."
"Chicken and ham pie?" Draco said raising an eyebrow, "that sound...great?"
"My mum makes it. I've had a craving for it."
Draco laughed, "well chicken and ham pie it is," he said smiling.
A few minutes later Draco and Ron were sitting at the table enjoying the meal that Lilith Made for them. Both of them sighing with contentment. A few more minutes passed and Ron was watching Draco as he finished.
"Don't you enjoy the taste of the food in your mouth Ronald?" Draco said coldly.
"I do, but I enjoy watching you more." He said with a smirk.
Draco, for once, didn't say anything back, he just smiled and continued eating. Draco pushed back his plate as he finished, "good choice, Weasel," Draco said with a smile.
"Whoa," Ron started, "did you just complement me? Someone pinch me." He said teasingly.
"If you don't watch it I'll do more than just pinch."
"Is that a promise?" The red-head said with a smirk on his face, while looking at Draco's body.
"Do you want it to be?" Draco said as he leaned closer to the red-head.
In response Ron just laughed.
"You really are kinda kinky aren't you?" Draco said as he got up and stretched his arms above his head. "I didn't expect it from you. Nope, not at all."
"Why not?" Ron said in a slightly hurt, slightly surprised voice.
"With a family that big, there has to be a prude somewhere right? Those twins, they defiantly aren't. The prefect, he might be, but then again he did have that girlfriend of his. I'm not sure about the rest."
"How do you know so much about my family?"
"I'm observant. The twins-"
"Fred and George." Ron interrupted.
Draco stared at Ron a minute then continued, "fine, Fred and George, I knew their names, they flaunt what they get around the castle. Its not like girls aren't into the smart, dangerous, type. Its not like the boys aren't either." Draco said the last part while looking at his nails.
"Boys?" Ron said in disbelief.
"Well yeah, some rumors, or stories, go around. I pick them up from time to time."
"What all have you heard?"
"Not-"
"Never mind. I don't want to know." Ron said shaking his head.
Draco laughed and went to comfort Ron. "I'm kidding. I've never heard of your brothers getting with any guys, girls yes, guys, no."
"Why did you say it then?"
"You're face was so funny. I couldn't help myself. Honestly you are so gullible. Like a child."
"I am not a child Malfoy!"
"Hey, calm down. I know you're not a child. All I was saying is that you're innocent is child-like. Its not a bad thing."
Ron rolled his eyes.
"Honest." Draco said looking into the red-head eyes, causing him to smile. "So why did you need to come over today?"
"I-I um, I got a minute to get out of the house. So I decided to come see you?" Ron said bashfully.
"I see. Why did you want to see me, of all people?"
"Draco," Ron started.
"Yes Ron?"
"I thought we talked about this."
"Yeah we did. I still like hearing it though."
Ron rolled his eyes. "I wanted to see you Draco, because I like our fucked up relationship."
"See, that wasn't too bad now was it?" Draco said teasingly. "Follow me," he said as he pulled Ron out of his chair and lead him to the library.
"Bloody hell, you're about as bad as Hermione."
"Oh shush. I want to tell you about a dream I was having."
"Was it a good dream?" Ron said suggestively.
"Not at all. You're dear Potter came to see me. Not my favorite thing ever to dream about."
"You had a dream about Harry?" Ron said confused.
"Nothing pleasant. I promise you that." Draco then started the story, starting with the book.
"So, Harry, finds out about us?" Ron said at the end, some how keeping his questions in while Draco talked. It might have been that he was watching his mouth the whole time, thinking about what it could be doing instead.
"Well, dream Harry does. I've never seen him as super insightful to begin with, so I don't see how he would, out of anyone, be able to find out first."
"I would think Hermione would find out first." Ron said ignoring Draco. "I mean, she knows that I helped you find town. She know that when I got back, I wasn't in the worst mood ever. She knows that it wasn't horri-"
"Weasel." Draco said getting Ron out of his trance. "It's just a dream. Don't worry about it. Harry wont find out. Hermione wont find out. Only Professor Snape knows." With that Ron stiffened.
"What if he tells my father?" Ron said getting out of his chair. "They're both in the Order. He would tell him just because he could. He doesn't have to have a motive."
"Weasley. Please. Stop." Draco said after watching him pace back in forth, something he'd never seen him do.
"I can't help it. The first gay Weasley."
"You don't know if you're the first." Draco interrupted.
"Oh, I'm sure of it. If there was, well, I have no clue who they are. What if my family disowned them?"
"Ronald! Shut up!" Draco finally yelled, making the red-head look at him. "Stop. NO ONE knows. Forget I even told you about the dream."
Ron kept staring at Draco. There were a thousands things going through his head. Everything seemed to be mixed up. Nothing seemed right, and Draco could read that on his face. He sighed and got up, leaving him in the library and went up to his bedroom. His hopes to just be with Ron was ruined because he shared a silly dream with him. A dream that he too freaked out slightly about.
He sat on the bed and sighed into his hands. He just wanted to share something with him. Even that he screwed up. He's not sure if he handled the whole thing right. He straightened up his back when he heard a knock at the door, and saw a miserable looking freckle faced boy standing there.
I'm sure most of you want to know what I have planned for our friends here, well, I'd love to tell you, but I'm makin a few changes to the story thus I have nothing planned for the next few chapters YET!
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