Ron sat up abruptly in bed, covered in a cold sweat and panting hard. The dorm was dark, the silence punctured only by his breathing. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. The dream was so vivid, it had to be real.

There's no way Harry would do that. Not with him. Ron shook his, trying to clear his head of the dream.

He looked over at his friend. Harry was lying shirtless on his bed, one leg under the covers, snoring lightly. Ron stood up and walked over to Harry's bed. He sat down beside him and looked down at his friend. He brushed aside a lock hair from his face, gently stroking his cheek. Harry continued to snore lightly, deep in a calm sleep. Ron smiled, happy his friend was dreaming sweet dreams for once.

Ron paused. The hell am I doing? He looked down at his friend. For some reason, he didn't see Harry as his best friend. He saw him as something more. He wanted him to be something more. He placed his hand on the other side of him and leaned over him. He lowered his head and gently kissed him on the lips.

He felt Harry move under him, felt a hand on his back, felt a hand on his cheek. Ron opened his eyes and looked at him. Harry smiled softly at him, moving his hand down Ron's back to the top of his pants, then slid it back up his spine.

A shiver went down Ron's spine as he leaned down for another kiss. When he pulled back, they both were gasping for air. Ron sat up and swung his leg over Harry, straddling him. Harry sat up, grabbing Ron's collar. He kissed him roughly, fumbling with the buttons on Ron's shirt. He finally got it open and placed his hands on his abdomen. Ron wrapped one arm around his waist and entangled his other hand in his hair. Harry slid his hands over Ron's abs to his back

"Harry," Ron moaned.

"Shh," said Harry, kissing him hungrily. He moved his hands down to Ron's waistband and slipped his fingers under the elastic of his pajama bottoms.

"Wait," said Ron, pulling back, "Harry, something's wrong. You're not yourself."

"You're not either," said Harry. He leaned back on his hands and looked at his friend. "After all, you kissed me first."