Title: Let Me Explain

Characters: Harry/Draco, Ron

Rating: PG

Summary: Ron sees something he was not supposed to.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to JK and the publishers and no offense is intended by this piece. Non-profit fun.

"Oh Merlin!" Ron sputtered, as he fled the boys bathroom. What was that? Well of course I know what that was, everyone knows what that was. But what was that? I mean those two... No, nooooo. Never. That wouldn't, they wouldn't. Or would they?

"Ron! Ron!" Harry yelled, as he caught up to him. He hunched over and caught his breath. Ron looked at him carefully.

"Are you really Harry?" he asked.

"Ron, I can ex- What?" Harry asked, as he straightened. Ron leaned forward and looked at him carefully."What're you doing?"

"Well mate, I thought I just saw... But you would never... And if you did you wouldn't pick... Thinking about it now, I would have pegged you for the Oliver Wood type." Ron mumbled, as he circled Harry, if it really was Harry. Ron looked away when he heard someone coming and noticed a perturbed looking Malfoy.

"Weasley, have you ever heard the term coitus interruptus?" Malfoy spat at him.

"Erm..."

"Draco, calm down." Harry muttered.

"See! You can't be Harry! You just called Malfoy, Draco. You don't call him by his first name and he doesn't call you by yours and therefore the two of you would never never be sha-" Draco had shot a silencing charm at Ron as Harry rushed forward to clamp a hand over his mouth. Harry smiled nervously at the passing students and pulled Ron into a near by classroom (thank Merlin it was empty) and Draco shut the door behind them.

"Ron, let me explain." Harry said softly, as he sat his friend down.

"Harry and I got drunk one night and since then have been meeting up on various occasions to shag each other senseless. You just happened to be lucky enough to stumble in on us because of Harry's rather shoddy spellwork, and if you don't mind I'd like to finish what we started." Draco rambled off, as he grabbed a confused Ron by the arm and escorted him out the classroom before locking the door.

Ron looked at the door in confusion, or shock, or horror, one of the three, or two of them, or all he was not sure. The door opened a second later and Malfoy cast finite incantatem on him before closing it once more.

"Bloody hell..."