Friendship and Beyond 1/?

Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
The Love-Life of the Boy Who Lived
"Are you sure you don't want to come with us, mate?" Ron asked from his seat next to his friend on the couch. "We haven't been in to Hogsmeade for a few weeks and 'Mione even agreed not to bring her books this time."

"I'd love to Ron but since that bloody detention I got from Snape last night, I never got a chance to finish my Transfiguration essay."

"All right, but you're missing out." Ron commented patting Harry on the back good-naturedly. "You'll be in the Common Room all by yourself, even the first and second years are going to be gone."

"I'm sure I will manage to survive without the pleasure of your and Hermione's company for a day." Harry responded with a grin. "Besides maybe a little time alone with 'Mione is just what you two need."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Sure, that's why your ears are the color of your hair." Harry teased. "Everyone knows that you two are in love with each other, except possibly the both of you. When are you going to make a move?"

"It 's not that simple, mate." Ron sighed. "I couldn't take it if she rejected me, or even worse if we do go out and it doesn't work out. I mean besides you, Hermione is my best friend, and I don't know what I would do without her in my life. I just couldn't risk it."

"Some things are worth the risk. Especially, with the way things seem to be turning out with the Order, you should grab what happiness you can. If you don't at least try then what's the bloody point of living at all?" Harry asked plaintively.

"You're one to talk, mate. I don't see you with anyone either." Ron commented in an attempt to steer the conversation away from him. "You haven't even been interested in anybody since Cho two years ago."

"I'm not about to get involved in a serious relationship and then get myself killed, leaving whoever I was involved with to mourn me. I can't make any promises, and we both know the chances of me surviving the war are not too good to begin with."

"Hermione and I are not about to let you run off and get yourself killed. We've spent far to long keeping you alive to give up now, Potter. If you do get killed, we will be right there with you, going down fighting at your side." Ron responded as seriously as Harry had ever heard him, but the glimpse of a serious Ron Weasley was gone before he knew it. "Besides, that doesn't mean you couldn't have a good shag at least."

"I could I suppose, but you know I want the person I sleep with to be someone I truly care about." Harry commented, idly running a hand over the scar on his forehead. "Besides, if I just randomly jump someone, I would never know if they wanted me or 'the Boy Who Lived.'"

"Come on there's got to be somebody in this whole bloody school who doesn't hero-worship you besides 'Mione and me."

"Yeah. Snape." Harry grumbled.

"And couldn't you just imagine Snape chasing you around the school, giving you flowers and reciting poetry?" Ron cheered, quirking an amused grin in Harry's direction.

"Sure, the obnoxious prat." Harry smirked. "Although I wouldn't have to worry about Snape being overwhelmed by my fame and celebrity."

"True, and you wouldn't be overwhelmed by his acidic tongue and monstrous nose." Ron chortled.

"Ron! Are you trying to set me up with Snape?" Harry asked between laughter. "I'm shocked."

"Like that would ever happen, mate." Ron commented a little more seriously. "But if it made you happy I'd say go for the greasy git."

"How can you actually think-"

Harry was interrupted in his lament by a decidedly wind-blown Hermione coming through the portrait hole.

"Did you convince Harry to come with us yet?" Hermione asked pulling a coat on over her pullover sweater.

"Sorry, 'Mione I really do need to finish this essay." Harry answered regretfully, ignoring Ron's mumbling about body-swapping, as he did so. "But don't let that stop you two from having a good time."

Thankfully Ron chose that moment, when it looked like Hermione would object, to lead her towards the entrance of the Common Room. "Alright then mate, we'll bring you back some chocolate frogs."

"You had better, Weasley." Harry threatened, while watching as his two best friends left the room.