Title: Ron Does It Again
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.
Summery: Ron does it again when he hits Draco with a spell, that leaves Harry with the consequences.
Warning: Gay coupling, and possible sex in later chapters.
"Hermione's going to be pissed, we were suppose to meet her an hour ago." Ron was struggling to keep his book bag from hitting his side to hard, as they ran down the hall. The boys told Hermione they would study together after classes in the library. Well the two got to goofing off and forgot.
"We'll tell her Hagrid needed us." They were three flights of stairs below the library's corridor.
"Brilliant idea Harry." As they turned into the corridor Harry ran right into Draco.
"Watch where you're going Potter. Or was Weasel trying to grope you? Liking dicks runs in his family you know. Why do you think none of his brothers are married?" Crabbe and Goyle laughed.
"Don't insult my family!" Whatever spell he went to fire was jumbled from rage. Blue light shot out of his wand and hit Draco's chest. Draco's eyes landed on Harry.
"Come on Ron before a teacher comes!" Harry yanked him away, dashing down the corridor and into the library.
"Where have you two been? What happened to after classes?" Hermione was tapping her foot. From the looks she hadn't waited for them to do her homework.
"Hagrid needed our help." Ron sat his books on the table. "And then we ran into Malfoy. For Harry it was literally."
"I wonder what spell you did to him. Hopefully it's not something Pomfrey has to fix. We'll definitely have detention then." Harry cracked open his book cringing at the amount of potions homework he had to do.
"I hope you both know I'm not doing your work for you. I'm going to head back to the Gryffindor common room." She grabbed her books and left the library. Apparently she didn't believe the Hagrid excuse and in turn wasn't going to help with homework, at all.
"I think we caught her in a terrible mood." Opening his book Ron glanced up. "What's Malfoy doing here?"
"Maybe looking for revenge. Though I don't see his goons, and he normally doesn't take us on without them." Draco walked over to their table no smirk present on his face. His face was slightly softer than normal, but not enough to tell his emotion.
He took Harry's hand and kissed it. The hands owner was confused, but Ron looked mortified. "I've come to apologize for everything I've put you threw. And hope to start from the beginning. Is that maybe possible?"
Harry pulled his hand away. "What ever prank your trying to pull it's not working. Now don't ever touch me again."
"It's not a prank, I'm being honest. This is from my heart." From the look on Harry's face Draco was beginning to think he wasn't into sugary sweet lines, or at least not this soon into their relationship. A relationship they will have together very soon, as he surely couldn't resist a Malfoy trying to charm him.
"Since when have the Malfoy's become so romantically inclined?" Both Ron and Harry had shut and gathered their books. Given the option a loud common room was favored to a library infested with a screwed up Malfoy.
"Shut up Weasel, this doesn't concern you. Maybe that's not the way to re-begin a friendship. Harry how about I help you with your potions homework." Draco had one hand on the table and one hand on Harry's chair, slightly leaning on his hand towards the table.
"No thanks Malfoy. I've got better things to do with my time then be here with you." Pushing his chair back he looked at Ron, "come on let's get out of here."
Draco watched as the two walked out and sighed. It wasn't hard to understand why Harry didn't believe him, but it was still frustrating.
"That was weird, you think he hit his head to hard?" Ron said the password as they walked in.
"To tell you the truth, I think he had to have been bribed or forced. Not even a hard hit should have him chasing after me." They sat on the couch retrying to do homework.
"Who did you hit? During the time you should have been working no less." Hermione sat on a chair near the fireplace reading next week's lessons.
"Malfoy was hitting on Harry. Using some terrible pick-up lines no less." Setting his quill down Ron leaned back against the back of the couch.
"They were sappy enough they could have been used in some chick flick movie." Harry laughed, but Hermione looked offended.
"Why would he be hitting on you? You're a Gryffindor and a guy. As far as I knew Malfoy was straight and with Pansy Parkinson." She flipped the page in her book.
Harry shrugged, "I don't know, but as long as he keeps away from me. I don't care who he likes."
"Maybe he really did want to help you with potions." Ron elbowed Harry snickering slightly. The snickers stopped suddenly when he was shoved off the couch.
"I'm going to study in the dorm where there isn't so much wind draft that it sounds like Ron is talking." With that Harry took his things leaving a very annoyed redhead on the floor and an amused brunette near the fireplace.
Authors Note: If that didn't take forever to find a name. Please review. I will try and update late this week or early next week.