Woah dude, Its crazy how long it took me to update this. . . But I finally did it! So here ya go peeps :)
I hope you guys enjoy my ever improving writing skills haha

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing Harry Potter except every movie, book, and my tattoo of the Deathly Hallows. And of course the right to this story, because it is original, you're welcome. . .

From now on there is a change in POV it will now be in a normal POV instead of the characters POV. I feel like that is one of the down falls of this story. Im not good at writing in other peoples eyes.

Ron (& normal) P.O.V. (4:45)

'Harry! Where are you?'

Ron had been walking around the castle for two hours looking for his friend. Somehow he had managed to wander into a corridor and up some stairs into a room who's ceiling looked just the night sky outside.

'Woah.'

Ron gazed at the ceiling feeling himself being entranced into its beauty. Never had he seen anything like it. The stars seemed to move in different directions; Ron shifted his eyes to see a star that appeared to be moving closer to him. Staring at the star he slowly reached his hand up, the star growing closer. Almost simultaneously there was a slight shift in the room and a loud shuffling could be heard. Startled the the star shot away from Ron flying back into the abyss of the mixture of thousands of other stars. Ron's eyes slowly shifted to the sound of the shuffling.

'Harry? Is that you?'

Slowly a head popped out from behind a stack of papers. 'Ron? What are you doing up here. Nobody was supposed to find this room. Its top secret. You need to leave, now!'

Ron stared at Harry in question. From what he could remember he had just spent the last few hours searching for the green eyed male and the first thing he's told is to leave.

'Harry, I. . .WE need to talk.'

'Im sorry Ron but you have to get out of here. This room is very dangerous!'

'Whats so dangerous about this room?'

Ron stared at Harry with complete curiosity in his eyes. He couldn't deny answering Ron's questions.

'If you must know, this is-' Harry gave a long pause before continuing. 'This is the room of love and life. Each star represents someone in the Wizard World. There are seven of these rooms left, eight of them have been destroyed and the others have been moved to secret locations around the world. The stars you see above us are the stars of every student who has been to Hogwarts within the last 5 years plus those within at least a 100 mile radius of the school. Whoever finds this room, will eventually find their star. When they touch their star depending on what has been on their mind, their love or their life, one of them will be revealed.'

'What do you mean by life?' Ron asked with obvious curiosity.

Harry gave a deep sigh before he continued. He knew this was confidential information and he had already said to much. 'By life i mean, it can reveal different aspects, career choices, how many children they will have, if they will be happy, it can reveal forgotten memories, it can even tell you the date and time of your death. Now that you know all that you shouldn't I think its time for yo-'

Ron interrupted Harry, 'So that star that I saw coming closer to me, that was MY star?' Harry's eyes grew wide as Ron revealed this new information.

'Ron, you didn't TOUCH the star did you?' Ron could see the pure panic on Harry's face.

'No! I didn't get the chance to. There was the sound of you moving and it flew away too fast before I got the chance.' Ron noticed the relaxation in Harry's face muscles.

'Good, now Ron you have to leave. If Dumbledore or worse McGonagall catches you here, both of us will be in deep shit.'

Ron continued to talk almost as if Harry hadn't just told him to leave. 'Harry, did you look into your star?

CLICK!

Ron looked into the ceiling confused as to what that noise was. The world around him seemed to blur for a split second before refocusing. Brushing off the thought he returned his gaze back to Harry who stared into the air at a single star which seemed to be dancing around the two in an oddly fashion.

'I've talked to the stars, and not just mine. Part of my training is to understand life in more ways then one. To be able to comprehend a person's choices and be able to influence them to do the right thing. I guess the only bad thing that has come out of this is that I've figured out more of my life then I actually planned to. So much for figuring it out on my own.' Harry's eyes slowly drifted down to look into Ron's. 'I purposely chose to stay away from yours and Hermione's star. Whatever secrets you and her may hold, won't be revealed to me.' Harry turned away from Ron focusing back on the paperwork he had been filling out previously to Ron's arrival. 'Now if you'll excuse me, i have to get these back to Dumbledore before dinner tonight.'

Ron stepped towards the shorter boy, 'Harry, I really need to talk to you.'

'Ron! Go! You're not supposed to be in-'

'Harry, I'm not leaving until I say what I have to say.' Harry knew he had no choice but to listen. If he were to get any work done today, besides the pain he felt from being around the red head was starting to hurt worse. He sat in his chair and turned towards Ron and waited for him to begin talking.

Reaching next to him he pulled the chair in front of himself and sat with his chest in the back board and hugged it tight.

CLICK! BEEP!

'Harry, For seven years i have known you. We've been through so many things together. Each adventure bringing us closer and closer together, and I've been having these feelings. I had no idea what they were. But I think I finally figured them out.'

Harry stared at Ron with half squinted eyes. What could be going on in that brain of his? 'Ron, whats going on?'

'Harry, I-. . .'

BEEP!

All life seemed to have fast forward because the next thing he knew, he was lying on the ground, clothes messy, an uncomfortable feeling in his pants, and Harry lying on top of him grinding their groins together and a tongue exploring his mouth. What had that loud beeping noise been? How exactly did Harry move so fast? Harry lifted himself slightly off of the boy to speak

'Oh Ron, I'm so glad you-'

BEEP!

Harry was placing soft kisses down Ron's Happy trail slowly making his way to Ron's already. . . revealed erection? Ron couldn't place his finger on it but something weird was happening. Before Ron had the chance to comprehend anything, the warm wet sensation he felt going on below became too overwhelming for him and he was engulfed in the feelings of pure pleasure and lust.

He moaned Harry's at the dark haired boy slowly made his way down the shaft of his penis. He felt Harry's hand give his nipple a slight pinch. 'Oh Harry!' He managed to groan out before he could entangle his fingers in Har-. . .

BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEEEEEEP!

Ron's eyes shot open, bringing him back to a sad reality of one hand down his pants touching his erection, the other laying on top of his let brest slowly releasing the tense piece of flesh, and no Harry.

"Damnit, are you serious? It was just getting good." He glanced over at his clock (5:15)

Ron looked at his alarm clock and knocked it onto the floor silencing it. 'Well, i guess its about time for me to get up,' he thought to himself. 'Dinner's in about 45 minutes and i really need a shower.' Slowly he glanced down at the aching bulge in his pants.

"I guess I could take care of my little problem first."

Ron rolled over to his side and reached for the bottle of lotion he normally kept sitting on his night stand, finding a letter in the place of his bottle. Sighing he reached out for the letter, opened it and read. 'Ron, sorry I took your lotion, but i needed some and not to mention you were out as well. I'll grab you a new bottle on my trip to hogsmeade later this afternoon. If you need lube there's some in my night stand under the towel, since I'm pretty sure that's the only reason you would actually NEED lotion. haha. Thanks a bunch and don't worry, I'll make sure to bring you back the good stuff this time. ~Dean

Also, Harry told me to tell you not to forget. I'm not really sure what you are supposed to not forget, but don't forget whatever it is.

"Well, that's just fantastic," Ron cried out in the silence, "Well, at least he left me something to work with." Hopping off of his bed he headed over to Dean's Night Stand. Reaching in, he pulled out a skinny bottle marked H2O Grape flavored Lube. Ron wondered if the substance was edible. Shaking the weird thought off he started to walk towards his bed but stopped as he reached Harry's. Looking at the neatly made bed spread, he kicked off his boxer shorts, removed the top comforter and laid down.

Taking a deep breath he embraced the scent of his secret lover making his already hard erection ache from the thought of becoming harder.

"Oh Harry," he moaned to himself, "you smell so amazing!" Ron popped the top off of the lube and pour a little into his hands. Slowly he reached down and began the small stroking motion of applying it along his penis, hissing at the cold feeling of the lube as it touch the head.

Ron moved his hand up and down along the shaft of his cock. He stroked downward slowly to the base, the friction creating a sensation causing him to buck his hips upward. He felt a slight poke in his shoulder coming from something under Harry's pillow. His first instinct was to ignored it. Though as he gained speed the unknown sharp object wouldn't stop stabbing him. Eventually he got irritated by it, using his dry hand he reacehd for the object and pulled it out. It was a picture. Ron stared at the picture a little longer, it was a picture from two summers ago when they had a boys night out. They were at the beach It was Percy, Fred, George, Harry, and himself.

'Hey George watch this!' Fred pointed his wand at his little brother who was showing off his non-existent muscles to his best friend and older brother, 'Levicorpus!'

The next thing Ron knew was that he was floating in the air. Ron screamed and flailed as he was lifted higher and higher off the ground.

'Ahhhhh! FRED PUT ME DOWN! YOU ARE SO DEAD!'

Everyone laughed as Fred made his little brother do flip after flip through the air.

'All right Fred you had your fun. Now put Ron down before we get sighted by a muggle' Percy said through stifled laughter.

'Aw Percy do you always have to ruin everyone's fun?' Fred Whined releasing the spell dropping Ron with a thud somewhere down the beach. Ron took the chance and dove into the water while no one except Harry watched his every move.

'Well brother, he is right .' George stated with a smirk on his face, 'This is a muggle beach. They might see.'

'Yea guess your right,' Fred turned to face Ron to laugh at him, but he was nowhere in sight. 'Where'd the little prat go?'

Everyone except Harry searched the area for their missing brother. With a shrug Fred yelled, 'I'm sure he can take care of himself. LETS GO SWIMMING!'

Fred and George sprinted into the water, unaware of the missing redhead who awaited his target in the shadows of the water.

'Fred, If you were smart i wouldn't go out there.' Harry called not seeing where Ron disappeared to.

Though it seemed as if Harry's warning hit deaf ears, before he knew it a shadow shot up infront of him and tackled him into the depths of the water. Fred had no idea what was going on; the next thing he knew, there was a pair of feet standing on his back and he was staring into the depths of the water. Before he could attempt to recover the feet were gone. When he came out of the water he failed around gasping for breath, looking around he heard everyone laughing and saw an evil smirking Ron sitting next to Harry as if he had been nowhere near the scene that just happened but his freshly soaked hair and wet skin completely gave it away.

'Why you little Prat!' Fred cursed.

"Told ya not to mess with me Fred. I'm very capable of things." Ron assured.

All this time Harry and the others were giggling to themselves. The fun they had as they played numerous jokes on each other. Percy took plenty of pictures of that day. That was one of the best days of Ron's life, other than when he first met Harry at the train station; he always considered that to be his number one. That was the day his life truly started.

Ron looked at the picture again. There in it was Fred, George, Harry, and himself. Harry, in all his beautiful shirtless glory, was sitting leaning against a shirtless Ron while laughing at whatever stupid thing Fred and George were doing. Ron was sitting there blushing and staring at the Golden boy leaning against him, nearly sitting between his legs. Until then, that was the closets they had ever been.

Ron had realized that just thinking of how close they had been made him even harder. With the thought of that he continued to pleasure himself. He bucked his hips as the pleasure seized through him. Using some of the lube on his hand he slowly used his other hand to smear some onto his other hand. Moving his now lubed fingers down to his hole he slowly pushed the two fingers in and out of himself.

"Oh, Harry!" He moaned louder taking in another deep whiff of the muscular scent that was Harry.

Ron continued to finger himself, imagining that his fingers were Harry's dick moving smoothly in and out of him. He had never pleasured himself this way before, he didn't know it would be this pleasurable. Ron could sense that he was about ready to come. He started to pace himself faster and faster. Then, the door opened.

"Ron! Ron, are yo- oh my!"

Ron froze when he heard the cracking voice of the person that had walked in on him. Quickly removing his fingers and sitting up, he looked at the trespasser who walked in on him. He leered when he saw the young mans face.

"Colin, what the hell are you doing?!" He quietly shouted at the younger boy.

"Ron, I uhh-" Colin stuttered in every which way trying to find the right words to say,"I didn't, I mean, I should of, umm, how was I supposed to know you were in here masturbating? You should have locked the door."

"And you should have knocked."

"Well, everyone told me that you were taking a nap, so i figured you'd still be asleep."

Ron shook his head at the young boy, "Colin, what do you want?"

"uhhh..." Colin's eyes seemed to be traveling everywhere on Ron's body especially towards his hardened lower regions. Waiting for the boy to respond Ron inspected the boy, his eyes stopping as he spotted the obvious bulge that appeared in the boy pants before him. Ignoring the fact that Colin was completely hard from looking at him, Ron made an attempt to over look the problem.

"Hello! Colin!"

Colin snapped back into focus, "Oh right, umm...oh Ginny is looking for you."

HRDSFGHGHRDSFGHGHRDSFGHG

WOW!

Super happy that I finally got back on top of this. Its definitely completely different then the original.

I hope to be updating some more soon. Being a theatre director and all, I kinda stay occupied.

I wrote some stories on Wattpad to, if you know what that is. My Username on there is PrinceElmo, so if you have the time go read and check 'em out!

K BAI FOR NOW! 3