Author: Muttzrock

Title: Bedtime story

Chapter Title: The Art of Conversation

Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING!! NOT ONE DROP!

Pairings: Adult Harry/Draco, mentions of Seamus/Justin, Harry/Draco and a surprise pairing (granted not much of a surprise, but I still wont tell you)

Warnings: Language and sexual incidents but nothing too explicit.

Summary 1: In the future, Harry and Draco are married with kids. They tell them the story on how they got together.

Summary 2: The gang have to carry a very sick Ron to the hospital wing. Harry and Dean have a heart-to-heart. Draco and Hermione make peace.

Notes: First time Harry Potter fic, please be nice when sending comment. The word Fecking or Feck is an Irish term, it's swearing without being too bad.

Tom and Dan were still laughing.

"I can't believe Percy and Adrian were stuck in a wardrobe all that time!" Tom was clutching his belly, still laughing about the two men.

"Yeah when we found out about it, we couldn't look at either of them without laughing," Harry told them.

"Well you have to continue the story, so what happened when you two got back into Hogwarts?" asked Dan as he calmed down from laughing so much.

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"Morning all!" Seamus shouted cheerfully to wake the other four up. The four groaned in return, Neville stood up slowly as he stretched and yawned.

"Since when do you get up so early?" asked the accident-prone boy.

"I don't, I'm just in a really good mood!" The Irish boy told him with a grin.

"Whatever." Neville just fell back on the bed, the others groaned.

"You're a miserable lot," laughed Seamus; he had a wicked thought and jumped on top of Harry.

"You bastard!" Harry shoved Seamus off him. "Go and annoy someone else!" But the sandy-haired boy didn't listen and instead of going off to annoy someone else, he got under the covers of Harry's bed. "Seamus, what do you think you're doing?"

"Going to tell you what me and Justin are going to do tonight," whispered Seamus, but all the other boys heard it; Dean hid his head under the pillow so as not to listen to this.

"Go on then."

"Well he and I are going to sneak off to the Room of Requirements and…Harry, are you listening?" asked Seamus impatiently seeing the raven haired boy's eyes shut.

"Yeah I'm listening," yawned Harry.

"Well what we're going to do is go to the room and we're going to suck each other off." Harry instantly opened an eye and stared at Seamus.

"Big step."

"Yeah, it's great." The Irish boy was bouncing making the bed shake.

"Well I wish you good luck, now get out of my bed." Harry pushed the boy hard making him land on the floor with a thump.

"Ow!"

"Now go annoy someone else."

"Well if you don't, you'll miss breakfast." With the last comment, the three boys stood up. "Did you hear me Ron?" A groan came from the red head.

"You ok Ron?" asked Harry, he walked towards his friends bed, another groan came from Ron. "It's time to get up, it's time for breakfast."

"I'm not hungry," grumbled the red haired. The room fell silent, and all that was sounded was Neville falling on the floor as he fainted.

"Are you sick?" Harry asked, staring at Ron as his head popped out from under the covers.

"A bit." Ron looked pale and slightly green, it had look like he was trying to stop himself from throwing up, Harry put a hand to his best friend's forehead and felt the heat and sweat against his fingers.

"We have to get you to the hospital wing, can you stand?"

"I don't know."

"We'll need to get ourselves dressed before we can do anything." Seamus told the three who were still fully conscious. Dean, Harry and Seamus were quickly dressed.

"Ron can you dress yourself?" asked Harry.

"I think so," groaned Ron, the redhead slowly sat up. "Why is the room spinning?"

"Seamus, pass us those trousers on the floor," Harry said, the boy passed him the trousers.

"Can I help?" Dean asked walking closer to the three boys.

"No!" snapped Harry.

"Harry, I think I'm going to throw up." Ron whined.

"It's ok Ron, now turn slightly, so your feet are hanging off the bed." Ron slowly did as he was told. Seamus lifted the boys feet as Harry put the trousers on him.

"I think I'm going to collapse," Ron groaned as Harry and Seamus put their arms around him and pulled him off the bed.

"I've got him, Seamus wake Neville up." Harry gripped his best friend tightly.

"Wake up Neville." Seamus clapped his hands in front of the Gryffindor.

"But I'm sleepy Nan," moaned Neville.

"I'm not your fecking Grandmother, now get up!"

"Oh hi Seamus."

"Open the door, while I and Harry help get Ron out of the door." Neville nodded and jumped into action as Seamus goes back to help Harry handle Ron.

"I can help," Dean pressured, "he's my friend too."

"Sod off!" Harry growled. "Come on Seamus." Dean looked to the floor to hide his hurt, Seamus looked sympathetically to him.

"Harry don't tell Hermione, she'll only worry," Ron said as they had walked through the door and now down the stairs to the common room.

"I've been waiting for you for ages and I…" Hermione started to nag until she saw Ron "Ron are you ok?"

"I'm great." Ron took his arms away from his friends and pretended to be ok. "I'm fine," but his ankle gave in on him and he nearly fell until his friends got hold of him again.

"You two must take him to the hospital wing!" She was starting to get really worried for her friend.

"That's what we're doing Hermione." Harry rolled his eye.

"Well do it faster!!" she screamed nearing hysterical.

"Ok, ok we're going," the two Gryffindors said quickly.

"I'm fine Hermione." smiled Ron unconvincingly.

"He's not Hermione, he doesn't even feel hungry." Neville butted in.

"GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL WING NOW!!" she shouted so loudly that she might have disturbed the whole castle. Harry and Seamus looked at each other in fear as they dragged Ron quickly out of the Gryffindor common room with Hermione, Dean and Neville close behind.

"Fuck we have stairs," groaned Dean.

"No shit Sherlock," growled Harry.

"Who?" Ron asked.

"Muggle saying," Hermione told him softly.

"What's happened?" a voice asked that was coming closer, Dean glared seeing who it was.

"Justin, Ron's ill we need to get him to the hospital wing," Seamus told his boyfriend.

"Is he going to be ok?" Justin looked at Ron closely "He looks terrible."

"He is terrible." Seamus agreed.

"I'll go tell Madam Pomfrey." Justin kissed Seamus quickly before making his way down the stairs.

"Sorry about this Seamus," groaned Ron clutching his head, as the sound from his own voice made his brain rattle in his skull.

"Nothing to be sorry about mate," Seamus grinned. "Justin's a good bloke." the group walked off leaving Dean a few feet away.

"Justin's a good bloke…" Dean mimicked childishly. "…he's rich, he's pretty and I'm going to suck him off later today," he scoffed, and then quickly followed the group.

"Wait I need to sit down." Ron gasped, Harry and Seamus slowly slid him down to sit on the stairs.

"You can't stay there for long Ron." Hermione told him affectionately. "You need to get to the hospital wing."

"My arm's gone numb," Seamus moaned as he slid his arm from under Ron's.

"So has mine." Harry agreed, also taking his arm out from under Ron's.

"What's happened to Ron?" a female voice asked this time.

"Hi Ginny," smiled Neville shyly, everyone turned to look at the little redhead. But as they did, they all turned their heads to the screech of Ron. Who was now rolling down the stair case.

"RON!" They all screamed and ran after the descending boy.

"Ow! Fuck!" shouted someone else; the male who had been shouting in pain was under a collapsed Ron. "Weasley get the fuck off me!"

"Draco?" Harry whispered quietly in surprise as he continued to run down the stairs.

"Sorry, can't move," groaned Ron still on top of Draco.

"I think you've broken something, you idiot!"

"Ron!" Hermione screeched, she got down first and carefully lifted the redhead off the blond "You ok?"

"Feel sick." Ron screwed his eyes up.

"Draco, you ok?" Harry looked down on the blond, Draco looked at him and smiled softly.

"I'm ok, though I'm in a bit of pain," he groaned, over exaggerating a bit.

"Poor thing." Harry stroked Draco's forehead and his hair. A moment passed between them.

"I'm the one who's sick!" Ron told them.

"Sorry." Harry apologised, as he helped Ron stand up.

"What's going on anyway?" asked the blond as he stood up and brushed himself off.

"Ron is really sick. Can you help us get him to Madam Pomfrey?"

"No, there is no way I…" Harry looked pleadingly at Draco. "Fine, just don't give me those puppy dog eyes." The raven haired grinned happily.

"Thanks." The blonde smiled back. The four other Gryffindors had got to them.

"What are you doing here?" asked Dean spitefully.

"Fuck off Thomas!" growled Draco.

"Ay up, here comes Justin," Seamus told them, when seeing his boyfriend running towards them.

"Madam Pomfrey knows he's coming." Justin walked up to them.

"Good." Hermione sighed wiping Ron's brow.

"Seamus you go with Justin, Malfoy's going to help," Harry told the Irish lad.

"Are you?" Seamus asked in surprise.

"Apparently so." Draco groaned and glared at Harry as he took Ron's arm.

"Thanks guys." Seamus and Justin grinned at each other and headed off together.

"The rest of you guys don't have to come either, go and get something to eat," Hermione told the other Gryffindors. Ginny looked a bit worried but agreed as did Neville and Dean, who headed to the Great Hall.

"Things you get me into Potter." Harry only grinned at Draco's remark.

The four continued their journey; Harry and Draco were practically dragging Ron as he lost all strength in his legs. Hermione was storming ahead but always looking back to make sure Ron was still conscious. Draco was looking very uncomfortable with Ron's arm around his neck, to keep him up. Harry had his arm around Ron's waist.

"We have to be quick!!!" Hermione urged them.

Harry and Draco were moving as fast as they can but it was rather hard for them to move when Ron weighed quite a lot. They finally got to Madam Pomfrey, and when she saw Ron she managed to drag him to bed, but with the extra weight lifted from Harry and Draco's shoulders they collapsed from the relief. After Pomfrey poked and jabbed the sick boy a few times with a hyperactive worried girl by his side, she came to the collusion that Ron was sick.

"And?" Hermione asked expectantly.

"He needs rest and to not be moved. By the way, why didn't you two just levitate him?" The nurse witch asked the boys still lying on the floor. They groaned in unison, as realisation hit them.

"You idiot," scolded Draco, "you utter idiot." He got up and watched Harry get up slowly.

"I had to check if Ron…Ah…" Because Neville was walking so quickly he tumbled over Harry who was half standing up, making them both collapse on the floor. The door opened again.

"Ron I…" Ginny said as she also went flying on the two boys.

"I couldn't just go…" Seamus started as he ran threw the open doors and onto the pile of people.

"What the fuck happened?" asked Dean as he walked in on Harry piled on by Neville, Ginny and Seamus, with Draco looking at them in disbelief.

"Please can you four get off the floor?" asked Pomfrey, Seamus got off Ginny, then Ginny off Neville, then Neville off Harry and Harry was painfully standing up getting off the floor, he put his hand on Neville's shoulder for support.

"Ow," he groaned.

"Ok, we can't have all you people in here, most of you lot have to go." She ushered them out with her hands.

"Harry, I want to speak with you." Dean grabbed the raven haired boy's arm.

"And I want you to go fuck yourself!" Harry snapped.

"No bad language in here please, now Mr Weasley can only have two visitors, and I'm guessing Miss Granger isn't planning on going anywhere," she told them harshly.

"Actually I want Malfoy to stay here." Ron gasped, everyone looked at him as if he grown a second head, but something clicked to Hermione, as she turned to the others.

"Me too." She nodded. Harry frowned at them, having a sneaking suspicion to what they are up too. "Is that ok Harry?" The hero looked away from his friends and looked to his ex.

"Are you ok with it?"

"I guess so." Draco shrugged a bit wary.

"Ok." He nodded, he turned back to his friends. "See you in a bit guys." He walked out with the rest of the crowd, Draco looked at the two Gryffindors in confusion.

"What's going on?" he asked suspiciously.

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As Harry walked out of the ward he saw Dean waiting for him.

"What do you want?" he hissed.

"I know you don't like me for the thing that happened with Seamus, but could you please stop acting like a dick, I want to explain myself." The raven haired boy stared at him critically, even though he still didn't trust Dean, he couldn't help feel a bit sorry for him, after he had argued with himself for a few minutes, he finally nodded.

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Draco was sitting next to Hermione, twiddling his thumbs, it was taking all Ron's energy not to fall asleep and Hermione just sat in silence thinking what she should say next.

"That's it, Hermione just talk to Malfoy, I'm going to go to sleep." Ron yawned and fell asleep straight away.

"Again I'll ask what do you want?" Draco asked staring at Hermione.

"It's about Harry." She told him.

"Oh yeah?"

"He really misses you." Hermione looked at Draco and was generally surprised that Draco looked really sad.

"I know I miss him too," he sighed sadly.

"I can tell."

"I just…I want to…I just want things to be different."

"You know he thinks about you, all the time. He watches you eat, he steals glances at you in potions, he always wants to go up to you and ask you how you are, when he walks past you in corridors. He'll always writes letters to you when we're in the Gryffindor common room but he always changes his mind. He cares for you so much, and I can see you care for him too" she said softly.

"I go to bed dreaming about him, and then I wake up thinking about him. I hate it that I can't kiss him, that I can't hold him, because I have a stupid bitch on my tail. I want him to be in my space again, so that I can hug him, if either of us needs comfort. I feel so alone at night, because believe it or not I don't have many friends, Blaise and Theodore are kind of my friends, my only true friend is Marcus, but he's living with Oliver. I miss Oliver and Marcus not being here, it seemed that they were the ones who got all the crap, me and Harry would be the ones to sort it out. But it's not like that now, it's me and Harry who have all the problems and no-one can sort it out for us, we can't even sort it out ourselves," sighed Draco feeling very tired all of a sudden.

"I don't hate you, you know? Ron doesn't either." she said out of the blue.

"Why?" he asked curiously.

"Because Harry cares for you, and you care for him, that's all we need."

"I never really hated you, or Weasley, just my father wanted me too, guess I'm kind of jealous, because you two got to spend so much time with Harry and I had very little time."

"It's like Oliver being jealous of Pucey and Higgs."

"Terence is a good bloke; Adrian isn't so bad when you get to know him."

"I'm still not pleased with you about that song you made up about Ron."

Draco snorted. "That was one of my better works."

"Whatever."

"Do you fancy Weasel-bee? Remember I saw you two together near the Shrinking Shank in our third year, looked very cosy."

"Shut up Malfoy."

"Na, I'm being very serious."

"He's just a friend."

"Is that why you look at him the same way I look at Harry."

Hermione shook her head and hid her face in her hands. "What if he doesn't fancy me?"

"Of course he does." Draco scoffed in disbelief. "I thought you were smart." For the first time, Hermione smiled at something Draco had said.

"At the Yule Ball, even though he was wearing those terrible robes, I still thought he was so adorable."

"You blind as well?"

"Don't joke."

"Can't help it." The two smiled warmly at each other.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For not being a complete arsehole."

"I try."

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Harry and Dean were sitting cross-legged facing each other.

"Go on, I'm listening," Harry told him patiently.

"I'm not homophobic."

"Could have fooled me."

"I know, I've been a twat and all, but I care for Seamus."

Harry frowned at this. "Do you?"

"Yeah a lot."

"Like a friend or more?"

"A lot more."

"Then why? Everything, why?"

"I nearly kissed him once but he pulled away, so I gathered that he didn't fancy me and the thought of him being with someone else, especially a bloke made me feel really jealous, so when he came out, I had to keep away to protect myself, so that's the reason." Dean told the story and Harry was looking at him in complete shock.

"You are such an idiot."

"I know."

"No, you don't know, Seamus does fancy you."

Dean looked at the other Gryffindor in shock. "What?"

"He realized he was gay because he really fancied you."

"Oh bollocks."

"Oh yeah."

"He's with Justin now." Harry nodded "Do you think he might leave him, if I tell Seamus the truth?"

Harry shrugged. "Haven't the foggiest."

"You must know."

This time the raven-haired boy was generally feeling sympathetic for the tall lad. "I don't know sorry, but put it this way, I doubt he's forgotten you."

A small smile was on Dean's lips. "He's so cute sometimes, miss him so much, it hurts seeing him with someone else."

"I know how it feels."

"Yeah, I know you have feelings for Malfoy, bit obvious."

Harry smirked at that. "Is it?"

"Yeah, I haven't told anyone."

"Doesn't matter if you did, he's still going to marry Parkinson, whether everyone knew I love him or not."

"Love?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry."

"You broke Seamus's heart that day he came out to you."

"I know." Dean's voice broke slightly. "I hate myself, and I'm selfish."

"No you not."

"Are we cool?" asked Dean, Harry nodded with a sad smile.

The two Gryffindors didn't realise that a certain Hufflepuff heard them in their conversation. Justin began to worry about his relationship with Seamus, he liked the lad, he really liked him, and he wanted to stay with him. But now he knew he had competition, the Hufflepuff shook his head and walked off in search for his boyfriend.

Harry and Dean stood up as Draco walked through the door.

"Granger is my new fag hag," he sniggered, Harry laughed too, and Dean smiled awkwardly not really knowing what a fag hag was.

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"Ron?" Hermione said as she saw the red-head beginning to stir.

"Yeah?" he answered weakly.

"I…" She didn't know what to say but she kissed Ron on the lips very quickly, they were in silence for a while as she remembered the words she wanted to say. "I like you and I…" She was cut off when Ron kissed her.

"I like you too," he whispered. "A lot but I'm going to have to go to sleep now. Night." He mumbled then fell asleep, Hermione laughed quietly to herself

You Like? You don't Like? Read and Review! This was a rather long chapter, took me long enough anyway. Thanks to all you dedicated and patient readers, reviewers and voters. Hope you're still liking the story, I should have the net on Monday, so that's mean I can update like every or other day like I use to (Yippee) Thanks to Dray-kun my beta