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The Painful Secret	By : missbja Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Ron Views: 9456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Painful Secret

Chapter: 2. Getting To the Point

Rating: +15

Word Count: 1.900 words

Summary: Now that Ron knows Harry's secret what will he do? Will he dare to face his best friend?

Era: Hogwarts

Status: Work In Progress

Pairing: Harry/Ron

Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione

Warning Codes: A few hot kisses :)

Beta Reader: Alli525

Archived: Livejournal (hp_adult, harry_and_ron)

As soon as he woke up, Ron realized his cock was harder than ever. It was always
like that in the morning. Taking a quick look at his watch he realized he
overslept, so it was too late for breakfast. Fortunately it was Saturday so he
didn�t had to worry about going to classes. Reaching out for his manhood under
the sheets, he pulled down his boxers and started to please himself. At this
time of the morning he didn�t need to think about anything to make himself come.

As he felt the precome, he heard someone in the room. He quickly got up and
peeked through the curtain. It was Hermione walking directly to him. He sat up
in the bed, wearing nothing but his boxers, but he didn�t mind her seeing him
only with them. She had woken him up numerous times when they started dating in
the sixth year vacation. They dated for almost two months but eventually broke
up because of the endless fighting.

Only when she opened the curtains he realized she was breath-taking. She was
wearing an almost transparent blouse, and she had some loosened upper buttons so
her cleavage was showing a little bit. Her skirt was more above her knee than
he�d expected. It was obvious they were going to Hogsmeade, and she had prepared
herself with distinction.

�How do I look?� She smiled staring at him. He knew she took a fast glance at
the sudden bump in his boxers when she came in. When the dated they didn�t pass
from touching each other. Obviously she was trying to see if she could still
make him react.

He couldn�t contain his urges anymore. He got up and kissed her intensely,
exploring her mouth like before. His arms were around her waist and his hands
were desperately not trying to grab her bottom. He knew that what he was doing
to her was purely his sexual desire for someone to help him with his hardness.
As she brought her hand to his nipple he stepped back. �Sorry Hermione. I�I
don�t know what I�m doing. I shouldn�t be tricking you like this, I don�t want
you to get hope we will��

�It�s okay. I was thinking you were doing this only to please yourself anyway. I
know you too well Ron,� she smiled without any trace of anger and Ron smiled in
relief.

�Okay so�what are you doing here anyway?� Ron couldn�t stop staring at her
cleavage and she seemed to notice.

�Well�actually since you didn�t show up for breakfast I was feeling a little
lonely so decided to come up and wake you up. She gazed at him with open eyes,
Ron knew that she wouldn�t come here only to wake him up, she knew he always
woke up with a growing erection.

�What about Harry?�

�He skipped to nowhere as soon as he finished breakfast. He seemed weird, with a
little angst in his eyes if I might add, but when I asked he just chewed his
potato a little harder and ran away without a single explanation. Well he must
have something on his mind or whatever. He appeared quite happy these few days
after the war with Voldemort, I wonder what happened��

�Maybe something happened between him and Malfoy� he thought with a glower in
his eyes. His erection had almost worn out, but at the sudden contemplation of
last night vision about Harry and him it immediately was forcibly against his
boxers again.

Hermione, still thinking this all excitement was because of her, contemplated
Ron�s sudden strike inside his pants. She could see a little wet spot, probably
of precome. �Ron. Just relax okay? Don�t need to worry about feelings about
now.� So she slid her hand under his boxers and pleasured him as she had many
times before.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

He was starving at lunch, and Harry and Hermione were watching him with a funny
look on their faces.

�Wa? An�t somone eat aound e anymoe?� Ron said splattering smashed potatoes all
over the table and juice drinks around.

�Yes you can, but you don�t need to bless us with the food in your mouth. We�re
not that divine you know?� Harry said with an impatient look on his face.

Ron didn�t dare to look in Harry�s face; he�d been avoiding it for the past days
since the incident. Ron had noticed that Harry hadn�t been sneaking out at
midnight anymore, and that was a little bit of relief to Ron since the
continuous thoughts from Harry and Malfoy touching each other kept popping up
his mind. �I want to talk to him about this but how can I? I can�t just come
to him and ask: Hey what�s up with you been snogging Malfoy in the middle of the
night?!� Ron kept smashing his potatoes and turning them in to puree. Harry
was his best friend, and he would come up with a way, though he was still angry
at him for not telling anything about it.

He had to admit that, since Harry stopped that midnight adventures he was
looking rather sombre. He couldn�t control a particular duel between himself and
his conscience: he wanted Harry happy, but didn�t want him with that git Malfoy.

�I have to ask him what he was doing and has to be as soon as
possible! It has to be tonight while he is still � maybe - in angst. Oh my god!
I sound like Hermione with all these feelings and stuff!�
he laughed to himself and felt his ears becoming hotter.

�Hey Ron!� Harry was staring at Ron trying to put as many potatoes has he could
in his mouth �Want to make that essay for Potions after you� stop trying to
eat?�

�Sure.� Ron answered after having swallowed an amazing amount of food down his
throat.

�Can you help us Hermione?� Harry asked her

�No Harry, I�m sorry. I have an important essay to do for Arithmancy.�

�Okay then. Let�s go Ron.�

Ron gulped the remaining pumpkin juice in his cup to better push the food down
his throat. Hermione raised a disapproving eyebrow but said nothing.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

�What are those stupid notes I took in class last week? I was sure I put them
inside the book.� Harry was rooting around his school bag for about ten minutes
searching for some paper Ron was oblivious about.

�Hum. Harry?� It was now. It had to be now that they were alone in the room; Ron
sitting at his bed amusedly watching Harry losing his mind.

�Yes Ron? Have you found it?�

�No, but I wanted to ask you about something.�

�What about?�

Ron decided it would probably be less painful to just get to the point.

�What have you been doing with Malfoy?�

Harry froze. For about ten seconds he didn�t move from where he was, his back to
Ron. Ron thought that maybe getting to the point wasn�t that much of a good idea
after all.

�What�what are you talking about?� Harry stuttered.

�Don�t pretend you don�t know. I know all about your encounter with Malfoy and
what�you do. I just wanted to know why you didn�t tell me about it. Or maybe
just why the hell you�re doing it with Malfoy, I mean could you at least pick
someone who was less of a�jerk.�

At this point Harry turned around to face Ron.

�What have you got to do with it? I do whatever I want with my body and I do it
with who I want.� Harry was now looking intently at him. His lips were firmly
pressed and Ron sensed that maybe he�d gone too far. �And how did you find out
about it?� Harry�s eyes grew wider. �Have you been spying on me?� That was the
question Ron was most afraid of, but he had to answer it, he couldn�t avoid the
truth.

�You don�t have to put it that way! Suddenly you were sneaking out at the middle
of the night for more than a week! What would you want me to do? Sit back and be
worried about you all the time and where were you going, afraid you were doing
something stupid?� Harry was now looking quite shocked. �How could you do it
anyway? Hermione said you looked pretty happy those you were�snogging Malfoy.�
It was almost torture for him to think about that.

Harry hesitated for a moment and sighed deeply. �Ron, look�I don�t expect you to
understand, okay? I just had�needs and�was a little down after the war with
Voldemort and Malfoy appeared and help relieve my stress. It was no big deal. I
was just accepting his strange way of helping me.�

�But�with Malfoy?�

�What is the problem?�

�You could have asked me for help. I could have helped you! Or are we not best
friends? Or am I wrong?� Ron almost shouted with fury. He couldn�t believe Harry
chose Malfoy over him to help him. What about their friendship? What about all
they�d gone through all those years? His right hand was shaking and he felt his
nails penetrate skin.

A little glow appeared in Harry�s green eyes. �You could have helped me? What do
you mean by that?�

Ron rapidly realized what Harry thought he meant. Of course he didn�t mean in
that way. He was not thinking of it at all. He only assumed that it was maybe
some jealousy that Malfoy was making Harry happier than him, and helping him in
ways Ron had never thought. Or was that it? His fantasies about Harry flashed
quickly through his mind. But Ron knew that they were merely fantasies that he
had never thought of making come true.

He bit his lower lip and noticed that Harry was in right in front of him. He
looked in his eyes and his chin dropped. Harry was staring at him with a devious
smile. �Maybe you can still help me Ron.� And, as Ron felt Harry�s mouth so
close to him breathing he was caught in a kiss with his mate. At first Ron just
stood still but he couldn�t resist. Harry�s lips were softer than what he�d
imagined. He felt Harry hand grab his waist. �What am I doing? I�m kissing
Harry! He actually kisses very well and he isn�t using tongue or anything.
BLOODY HELL, WHY AM I THINKING OF HIS TONGUE?�

Before the situation could get out of his control, Ron pushed Harry away and
broke the kiss. He met Harry�s eyes and felt the urge to kiss him again, but he
was so confused about everything; he didn�t know what to feel.

�Did I do something wrong?� Harry asked looking slightly crestfallen.

�Harry�hum�look�I don�t know what you are doing but��

�That was called a kiss Ron. Time to learn something new, you know?� Harry said
teasing his friend

�I know what a kiss is! It�s not that� YOU kissed me!�

�I realize that. So the problem is�?�

�I�I�� Ron couldn�t think of a straight answer; actually, he couldn�t think of
anything. Harry�s lips were sweet and his kiss was soft, and when he placed his
hand on his waist, something jumped a bit inside Ron�s pants.

�When you come up with something to say, you know where to find me.� Harry
winked and left the room, totally forgetting about the potions essay.
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