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Secrets	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Ron Views: 21021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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When Ron awoke Draco was already up and cooking. “I could easily wake up to this every morning, love.” He said, coming up behind Draco and slipping an arm around his waist. He kissed his shoulder and then turned to pour coffee.

“Good, because I’m an early riser.” He filled two bowls with hot porridge and placed the toast between them.

Ron watched as Draco picked at his bowl. “Are you sure you want to go?”

“Yes, I want to see mother.” He said. “I guess I’m just expecting him to show up and start problems.” He looked up and met Ron’s eyes. “You know if you don’t want to go……”

“Even if he shows up and starts problems, I’m not worried about him.” Ron said. “You went with me, I’ll go with you.”

Draco smiled at him. “How does it look?” He asked, gesturing to his face.

“It’s looking better. The bruises are starting to fade.” He said reaching out and brushing his hair off his brow. “They should all be gone in another couple days.”

“Good.” He said, feeling better and continuing to eat.

“I start at Nimbus soon. What are you going to do with your time?” He asked.

“I thought about what Granger said, so I’m going to take out a few of the finished projects and go through them again, editing and checking.” He said.

“I think that’s great.” Ron said. “Can I read some of it?”

“You want to read it?” He asked.

“Of course.”

“I’ll find something for you later then.” He said.

They finished breakfast and got dressed. Draco stalled time and time again, changing his shirt and his jeans several times, until Ron grabbed him and thrust him into a shirt and dragged him to the floo. “Malfoy Manor.” He called out and in a flash of bright green, he emerged in a pristine foyer.

Seconds later Ron was standing behind him with a hand resting on his hip. “Master Draco.” A small house elf spoke from beside him.

“Hello Verity.” He said. “Is my mother about?”

“Yes, she is expecting you. Verity will inform her.” The elf vanished, leaving Ron and Draco alone.

“This place is a museum.” Ron said looking around at the opulence.

“Yes, I know. And you aren’t allowed to touch anything.” Draco said.

Ron looked at his boyfriend, licked his finger and ran it along a vase nearby sending Draco into chuckles. “Well, I’m glad to see you laughing.”

He turned and saw his mother. She looked at his face, raising her hands to touch him gently. “It’s fine mother. Ron’s father gave me a potion. The bruises will fade soon enough.”

“You shouldn’t have them to begin with.” She said, taking him in a hug. “I’m going to have at him all over again.”

“Mother, don’t start anything with him.” Draco asked, hugging her back. “It will just make things difficult for you.”

“I am his wife, Draco, I make life difficult for HIM.” She looked over at Ron.

“Mother this is Ron Weasley.” He said.

“A pleasure, Mrs. Malfoy.” He said shaking her hand.

“You are the youngest?” She asked.

“The youngest son yes, there’s a girl after me.” He said.

“I see. Well, my thanks to your father for the potion.” She said. “I suppose your parents were more accepting then Lucius had been.”

“Yes, I admit they were.” He said, hating to think of Draco being hurt.

“Mother, where is father?” He asked.

“I sent him away for the time being.” She said, and turned walking up the stairs with both young men following her.

“Mother, where did you send him?” Draco asked, slipping his hand into Ron’s.

“I told him, you were coming to pick up your belongings and that I didn’t care where he went.” Narcissa paused at Draco’s room and looked at him. “I imagine he went to Madam Katya’s.” She opened the door and went in.

Draco gave Ron a smile as they walked into his bedroom. His mother had placed her spelled trunks in the room and they were open and ready. “Mother I have most of my clothes. I don’t need both trunks.” He said.

“It’s easier to shrink down the furniture and place it in one trunk by itself.” She said, sitting on his bed.

“Furniture?” Draco asked looking at her. “You want me to take the furniture?”

“Of course, why not?” She said.

“Mother, Ron has furniture.” He said.

“Draco, it’s loaned furniture.” Ron told him.

“Well, then there you go, take these and whatever you are borrowing, give it back.” She said.

“I bought my own bed though.” He told her, as Draco gather his personal belongings and the rest of his clothes.

“Would you like the bedding?” She offered.

“I would love the bedding.” Ron said feeling the thick, high quality duvet.

Narcissa miniaturized the entire bedding set, including two huge pillows and sent them into the trunk. She also miniaturized the dresser and wardrobe. Draco told her it wasn’t necessary but Ron admitted that he would like to give his landlady her pieces back sooner than planned. Secretly, Ron liked how Narcissa was gifting him with so much. His mother had done what she could and he wanted Draco’s mother to be just as generous. Seeing as how his father was now a major issue, acceptance from his mother was important.

“Once I figure out how to get the bathtub to you, I’ll send it.” She said, emptying the bathroom of all toiletries, and towels.

“Mother, I didn’t have that many towels in there.” Draco said.

“Oh I’m sure you did love.” Narcissa said with a smile. “I’ll be right back.” She walked with elegance from the room.

“She’s doing this on purpose.” Draco told Ron, who was sealing up the furniture trunk.

“Let her.” Ron came and stood in front of Draco and wrapped his arms around his waist. “Your father sent you with a face full of reminders, let her send you off in her own way. She is probably going to rub his nose in this when he gets back. Let her give you what she wants, I think it makes her feel better.” Draco smiled and lifted his arms to Ron’s shoulders.

“You like the idea of giving the furniture back don’t you?” He asked.

“Yes, she has been more then generous, and I hate having all of her things when we have a chance to give them back.” He said.

“Of course.” Draco leaned in and gave him a kiss, which Draco returned.

“Excuse me, did I interrupt the foreplay?” They parted lips and looked at Narcissa, who was standing in the door. “If you two would like to make love on the bed, so I can gloat about that to your father as well, I can give you some time.”

“Mother!” Draco called as Ron laughed outright.

Narcissa had packed up literally everything she could in the trunks. She even took a loveseat and a set of armchairs from one of the guest rooms. Draco just shook his head as she levitated the trunks down to the floo. Ron sent then to the flat and then waited as Draco went upstairs to check for anything left behind.

“You will take care of him, won’t you?” Narcissa asked.

“Yes I will.” Ron told her.

“Do you love him?” She asked.

“More than anything.” Ron told her without shame.

“Good, he needs to be loved.” She opened her arms and took him in a hug.

“You will come and visit him won’t you?” He asked when she pulled away. “He was concerned about you.”

“I can handle my husband. I just feel guilty about being slower and not stopping him sooner, but I’m making him pay for that.” She said.

“Is that why you gave him all the furniture?” Ron asked with a smile.

“No, I would have done that regardless. It was always my intention of giving Draco those things when he moved out.” She said. “It is however the reason I’m giving this.” She held out a small pouch in her hand. Ron knew a money pouch when he saw it.

“He may not take it.” Ron said.

“Leave that to me.” She said.

“So will you visit soon. We can make you a nice dinner.” Ron suggested.

“I would love it. I have no intention of severing ties with my son.” She said.

“Alright Mother,” Draco said, coming over from the stairs, I think I have everything I need.”

“Almost everything.” She handed him the pouch.

“Mother, how much is in here?” He asked rubbing his forehead.

“Fifty thousand galleons.” She said.

Ron coughed out, trying to contain his reaction. “Mother, I can’t take this.” He tried to give her the pouch back. “I’m not taking his money.”

“Number one, Draco,” she said firmly, “it is not just your father’s money, it’s mine too. Number Two, are you employed son?”

Draco looked over at Ron. “No, I’m not.”

“This will allow you to help out with expenses until you are employed in some way.” She said.

“Draco always has a home with me, no matter what. I don’t want him to live with me just to help out.” Ron said.

“I know, I don’t think that.” She looked back to her son. “You would have stayed here until you decided it was time to leave. Since things didn’t happen that way, this is my way of making sure you are taken care of. I hate that you had to leave before you were ready to. Take it Draco.” Ron smiled to himself as Draco pocketed the pouch. She said she would handle it and she did. Narcissa was a woman who had everything under control. He had to remember to go to her when he wanted something taken care of.

“I’m not going to use much.” He said.

“It’s yours to use as you want.” She said kissing his uninjured cheek. “If you ever need more, let me know.” She hugged them both and saw them through the floo. She stood for a moment, then wiped a single tear away.

Draco and Ron spent the rest of the evening unpacking and shrinking down the landlady’s furniture. They only had the kitchen table and shelving unit left. Draco said that since he didn’t add to the rent that first month that he would buy them so they didn’t have any more borrowed pieces.

Ron would have liked him to keep his money, but Draco was insistent. His mother had given him that money to get started and that’s what he was going to do. When Ron started at Nimbus, he was going to buy the pieces and fill up the kitchen, but Draco reasoned that it was only a drop in the amount she gave him.

Draco wouldn’t be swayed, and Ron enjoyed it. Adding to their home made him happy and Ron liked seeing him happy. They went to sleep that night in good spirits. Ron was randy as he had been the past few nights, but he wanted Draco to be healed completely before attempting anything. He’d just have to wank off until then.
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