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Ron laid in the darkness of his room thinking about the walk in the woods with Draco. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of the slytherin. He felt like a little boy with a crush. Ron reached up and ran his fingers through his thick red hair. He felt heat come to his cheeks and his heart flutter. Draco Malfoy. His hair the color of summer and his eyes the color of winter. If you could make him smile, you would never have to find a reason to be happy again. Ron wanted to hold the other man in his arms once again. He wanted to feel his breath on his neck and his arms tightly around him. He knew that he would have to endure another sleepless night if Draco wasn't near him.

With a combination of worry and excitement, Ron stood up and walked to Draco's room. At the door he hesitated but only for a second. Draco was lying in his side facing the wall. Ron came up behind him and gingerly sat on the edge o the bed. The slytherin turned around and looked up at him.

"I was wondering if you would come," he said with a hint of a smile.

"I didn't know I was expected," Ron laid down next to him. "Sorry, I'm late, then." He reached around Draco and pulled the thin man against him. Draco slowly put his arms around Ron's shoulders and looked into his eyes.

"I don't think I ever thanked you properly," he paused, "you've done more for me than anyone has ever done."

"You don't need to thank me," he answered with a smile, "I care about you. Why wouldn't I help you?"

"You already know why, Ron."

"You deserve far more than you've ever gotten." Ron pulled him closer and pressed his lips against Draco's. Draco hesitantly pushed into the other man's lips and tighted his arms around him. Slowly, he pulled away and looked into Ron's happy blue eyes.

"Thank you."

"You really think I'm done already, mate?" The gryffindor began to pull the slytherin's shirt off. At first Draco just stared at Ron with a worried expression. It was Ron, he told himself, he isn't here to hurt you. Carefully, he reached out and began to do the same to Ron's shirt. Draco's eyes instantly fell to the giant scar around his shoulder.

"What happened?" He gently ran his fingers over the gruesome scar. Ron flinched away.

"You sound like my mum." He looked down away from Draco. Draco's eyes softened.

"Ron," he said quietly, "it's okay...I care about you...you took care of me, when I didn't trust anyone. If you could trust anyone, trust me." He gently touched the scar and pulled Ron against him. Ron smiled and held the other man tighter.

"I got splinched," he explained. Draco frowned and held him tighter. He couldn't begin to explain how the touch of Ron's skin felt on his own. It was soothing and comforting, yet it lit a fire in the slytherin that he knew he could never put out. He moved closer against the other man hoping that his arms would hold him there forever.

"I'm sorry..."

"We all have scars, mate," Ron looked into Draco's eyes. Draco found himself glancing down at this dark mark. "...Did...did you really try to...cut it out?"

"...yes..." Draco avoided Ron's look. Ron lifted his hand and gently brushed his fingertips on Draco's face forcing him to look up. The slytherin's grey eyes were full of emotion and pain. Ron ran his fingers across Draco's cheek and through his hair as he pulled the man closer. He pressed his lips, once again, into his. Heat flushed through his body and he felt his heart beat powerfully in his chest.

The passion between the two men was nothing like either of them had ever expirienced. Even after, the held each other close and safe. Rain began to pat against the window above the bed. Ron had always loved the rain, he loved the way it made a house feel like a home and the way it brough people together. Draco, on the other hand, had a very different idea of rain. He hated the was it never seemed to stop coming and the way it made the sky dark and sad. But as he laid in Ron's arms, he suddenly had a change of mind. Something about the rain patting on the window and the walls of the house made a beautiful sound that he never noticed before.

When Ron woke up Draco was still asleep beside in with his arm drapped across Ron's chest. The rain was still coming down hard, making it hard to tell what time it was. He listened quietly to the sound of the storm raging on in the distance. He never took Draco for someone who slept in, but he didn't mind.

After nearly an hour, Draco finally opened his eyes and looked over to Ron. A small smile crept onto each of their faces.

"'Morning."

"Good morning," Draco sat up and looked down at Ron. Ron gave a goofy smile and stretched.

"Do you remember when I told you that you'd find someone who loves you for you, someone who can overlook your past?" Ron asked.

"Yes."

"You found him."

The End! I really hope you guys enjoyed :)