Harry's Wicked Decision by HPFangirl71
Harry and Draco both looked out at the spot where the voice had appeared. There stood Harry's best mate, Ron Weasley and he didn't look happy. Neither of them knew how much he'd just seen. Harry was sure he'd probably seen enough.
"How could you do this Harry?" Ron asked him, his voice dripping with disgust.
"Ron its not what it looks like…" Harry tried explaining to the angry ginger.
"It looked like you were getting off together, don't try to deny it!" Ron yelled out at him.
"I can explain, really I can." Harry said grabbing his friend by the arm.
Draco stood to the side, watching as Harry tried slithering out of this disaster. Harry looked back at him, his eyes belying the torment of having to choose. Draco decided to make it easier on him.
"I'm going to go find Pansy. I'll see you later Potter." he said, his voice a mere whisper.
Harry felt torn between following Draco and staying to try to fix things with Ron. Ron had pulled away from Harry and was pacing nearby. Sadly, Harry let Draco go and turned to face Ron.
"I know your angry at me although I'm not really sure why. I mean, I know you don't like Malfoy and all but who I have a physical relationship with is my business not yours."
"Oh that's what you think is it Harry? I'm supposed to be your best mate and you'd choose to be with someone like that! Someone who's done so much to my family! And after everything his family did to my girlfriend? How can call yourself a friend when you'd betray us all like that?" Ron's tone was venomous.
There was something wicked about the way he was looking at Harry. Harry knew that look, he'd seen it before. Only once before had his best friend looked at him like that, so full of anger and animosity. It had happened during the Twi-Wizard Tournament, back when Ron was so jealous of Harry's fame. He looked away, knowing Ron had a reason for his anger this time.
"Fine Ron, but what exactly do you expect me to do about this? What's happened has already happened." Harry said in an exasperated tone.
"You can be sure it never happens again Harry! Hermione doesn't need that slimy little git around, not after what his aunt put her through! I won't have her nightmares getting any worse. She doesn't need this…"
He was hurt and Harry understood it. He had a choice to make. He could forget the feelings that Draco arose within him or risk losing the two friends who had risked their very lives for him. It was a no brainer really, but Harry knew it wouldn't be easy. He had connected with Draco in a way he hadn't connected with anyone else in a really long time. This decision was a hard one for him to make and he was sure Draco wasn't going to take it very well either. He couldn't possibly put Hermione through any more than she'd been through already. She might understand but then again she might not… it was a chance Harry wasn't about to take.