There is a fair bit of language in this chapter, but sometime it is needed.

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Ron POV

Blimey Harry has been really weird lately. I know he's had a hard time with figuring out he's gay and all. It doesn't bother me that he likes blokes, it's just... why did it have to be that ferret face Malfoy? I don't like him, but I don't exactly hate him either. And Harry obviously cares about him so, I'll be supportive. But I swear if that ferret does anything to hurt him, I'll turn him into one, shave his fur and paint purple polka dots on his scrawny body.

"Ron! Wake up would ya!" Ginny shouts from about half way down the Quidditch pitch. Consequently pulling me out of my thoughts. I'm the keeper this year. Ginny is the Gryffindor seeker because Harry couldn't be arsed.

There's definitely something else going on, and I know Hermione is in on it. So much for a drama free year at Hogwarts. I suppose it's like the old bat says whenever there's trouble me, Harry and Hermione always seem to be right in the middle of it. Whatever it is this year.

"Ronald!" Ginny screams as I fail to save yet another goal.

"That queer Malfoy must be rubbing off on you Weasley." Crabbe shouts up at me mockingly.

I decide I don't care about practise any more and fly down to face the two Slytherin blobs. "What was that?" I say hopping of my broomstick.

"You heard us." Goyle responds. "We've seen the way he looks at your Potter."

"So... doesn't mean he likes him back. What do you care any way?"

"We don't we're just bored out of our minds this year and Malfoy is our new toy." Crabbe snorts.

"Should be easy with the information we've gathered form your good friends Potter and Granger." Goyle interjects.

"What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?" I snap.

"Don't you know?" The Slytherins ask. Crabbe continues, "The pathetic fag slit his wrists and landed himself in the hospital wing."

Rage begins to fill up inside me. "How do you even know that?"

"Simple really. We were eaves dropping when your Golden Boy was blubbering to Granger about it." Crabbe grins.

"He has really earned his title. The Fallen Slytherin Prince couldn't even kill himself right. Better luck next time." Goyle adds cruelly.

I don't know why, but something in me snaps at that moment. Maybe it's because Harry's my best friend and I know he care about him. Letting the anger out, I throw Goyle a punch in the face and opening his bottom lip.

"What the fuck Weasley!" Goyle screams while Crabbe pulls me back, preventing me from throwing another punch.

"You two are so fucking soulless." I spit, before leaving the pitch. Them two are bloody unbelievable, then again I'm not that surprised. They always were a pair of dicks.

Under different circumstances I would agree with the rest of the school that Draco Malfoy deserves everything he gets. Although I have no idea why, Harry really does care about him. And no one deservers all the shit he's been getting around school, even if the victim is ferret face.

I let out a sigh as I head towards the hospital wing.

Draco POV

"He was going to find out eventually." I say freeing Pansy from my hug. "This way all I have to do is admit I have a boyfriend."

The second I say it Pansy chokes on her coffee. "What?" She asks with a horse voice.

Granger rubs her back trying to ease the coughing, before asking the same question.

"But I thought after our fight... you were so angry and when I called back you didn't answer. I thought... you changed your mind." Harry stutters.

"I did. But... I was being unfair. And it's very possible that Voldemort opened the connection just so you would feel exactly what I went through. Harry, he probably thought you would let your guard down. An opportunity to kill you, if you will. I'm glad you didn't though." I smile. "I would have hated to see you die." I confess.

"So I'm Harry again." He replies.

"You always were." I say pulling his head towards mine and kissing his beautiful lips.

"I love you Dray, but you're kind of making me jealous." Pansy says hoping to interrupt the kiss. Instead I lean into it more, earning myself an eye roll from both girls.

"So you two are going out then?" Ron Weasley asks, successfully interrupting the kiss.

At the sound of the red head's voice Harry quickly pulls away accidentally causing me to tug at my IV wire. Thankfully it doesn't come out but I wince at the pain of it. "You got to stop doing that!" I say holding my arm.

"Sorry." He apologizes, with a guilty expression. He turns to his friend. "Yeah we are together and I don't care what you think, Ron."

"I'll admit I wish it wasn't Malfoy, but I just punched Gregory Goyle because he was talking shit about him. I may not get it, but I know you care about him. So don't talk to me like I have a problem with it. I already told you that it doesn't bother me." Wealey rants.

"Thanks Weasley." I reply. "But how did you know we were in the hospital wing."

"Your arsehole friends Crabbe and Goyle told me at practice."

"How did they know?"

"They over heard Harry crying to Mione about it." His gaze shifts to the bandage on my arm. "Did you really try to kill yourself?"

I am really getting sick of being asked that. Bloody Weasley putting me on the spot. They're all starring at me now. I consider lying, but I know Pansy will just jump in if I do. "Yes Weasley. I did." I sigh feeling the weight of my depression setting in again and the adrenaline rush of my anxiety.

"Okay... so what the bloody hell is going on, because I know it takes a lot to bring someone to that point. I also knew this year wasn't going to be drama-free. We have never had a quiet year at this bloody school." He tells.

Harry stands to face his best friend. I've always envied the bond that they share. I suppose I have that same kind of friendship with Pansy. Which she has more than proved especially this year. When everyone else disowned me, she stood by me regardless of my sexuality.

Harry's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "You're right Ron and it's about time you know what is going on."

"Finally." He replies, crossing his arms.

"Professor Severus Snape is being possessed by Lucius Malfoy." My boyfriend says bluntly.

I try my best not to laugh at the ginger Gryffindor's face. My Gryffindor sees my smirk and gives me a look to say I know it is hard but try not to laugh.

"Fucking hell. Is that why we've been getting away with blue murder in class? And is that why he's been teaching us about it?"

"What?" Harry and Granger ask. I have to say even I'm surprised that he has caught on so quickly. Usually he is really dense about these things.

"I kind of planted a recorder under the table where we normally sit. I couldn't depend on you two to tell me what was going on. The only reason you are telling me now is cause Malfoy landed himself here." Weasley states, nodding toward the other two Gryffindors.

I stare at him blankly. "Very sneaky Weasley. I have to say I think I have a new found respect for you." I say, holding out my right arm to him. He takes my hand and leans forward to pat me on the back.

"So what is the plan to beating Lucius?" He asks with conviction.

The rest of us spend the next few minutes sharing questioning glances. Granger finally breaks the silence. "We don't exactly have one. Which is why I am going to go to library and see what I can find." She says leaving the hospital wing. Weasely follows her to help, I assume.

"I'm going to get a nap before this afternoons classes. I don't want to face Lucius Snape drowsy. Get some rest Dray. Love you." Pansy tells giving me a hug.

"I love you too Pans." I reply as she also leaves the hospital.

"I suppose you're going to ditch me too." I ask Harry.

"I can stay, if you need me. I don't mind sleeping in the chair again."

"But I do. Go get some rest. I'll be fine. I promise."

"Okay. If anything else happens you have to send for me. And do as Pansy says, get some rest and feel better soon." He pecks me on the lips and as well.

Madam Pomfrey comes over to check my IV and put a fresh bandage on my arm. She also warns me not to try anything and that she has her eyes on me. Like I have the energy to even move. I think to myself.

Being alone I really don't want to think and I don't want to risk my father tormenting me again. So I lie down and allow myself to drift off to sleep.

I am so proud of Ron for sticking up for Draco.

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