Dron, Our Story

Apologies

Dracos POV

Its 8 pm. Im going to the ROR to do my homework. I open the door and enter. I realise someone is sitting on the couch, writing. They look up and both of our eyes widen. Its Weasley.

Ron POV

My eyes widen when I realise who just entered the room. Malfoy. "Uh, nevermind" He mumbles and starts to leave. "No, wait!" I say and stand up. He looks at me in confusion. "I-I want to talk with you" I say and he gives me a confused look. He closes the door and walks up to me. "About what?" He questions and stand in front of me, holding on to his bag. "About what happened after the game.." I reply, looking closely at his face. He gives me a 'go on' facial expression. "Well... Im just going to say it, im sorry I guess.." I mumble the last part. His face softens. "No..  no, im sorry. I went too far.." He replies making me nearly gasp. This is the first time I have very heard the Draco Malfoy apologise. "You are?" I ask. "Yeah, dont make me say it again." He says and I nearly smirk. "Well, I should go now" Malfoy says. "Wait, you are good at potions right?" I ask. "Yeah, I am." He says, proudly. "Can you help me with my homework?.." I question him, before he came here, I was struggling to do my potions homework. I asked Hermione to help but she refused, I dont know why shes so angry these days. Harry knows potions just like me so he cant help. Malfoy doesnt reply and I feel myself get embarrased. "Actually, nevermind. It was a stupid question." I say and sit back down on the couch with multiple papers and one big book [Potions]. "I'll help" Malfoy says and I look up at him. "Really?" He nods, with a slight smile. Ive never seen him so calm and not angry. I like him like this. I-In a friend way, of course. He sits down by me and puts his bag inbetween us. "So with what do you need help?" He asks, looking over my papers. I show him the potion im stuck on. He takes it carefully and reads it. While hes reading, I admire his concentrated face. Malfoy notices and looks at me, I get embarrased and turn my face away. My cheeks get redder. We start making the potion and everything goes well. after 10 minutes. "Now we need moonstone and powder it" He explains and takes a small amount of it. He takes the knife and slowly cuts it. "Like this" He does it perfectly. How? When I do it, Its uneven and not powdered. Hes really good. "Try" He says and passes me the moonstone and knife. I gulp, trying not to embarras myself. I slowly cut it, although the slices are too big, I try again, now they are too small. Malfoy chukles "Let me help" He puts his hands on mine, tightening the grip and cutting the moonstone with my hands. I feel something in my body tingle. I turn my head to look at Malfoy and realise our faces are really close since hes leaning on me. I look him in the eyes and he does too. I look at his lips and feel a sudden urge to kiss him. Without thinking, I lean and put my lips onto his. I hear a muffled gasp come from his lips and after a few seconds he kisses me back. We start to kiss and I feel so much emotion that no one has ever given me. His body softens, he takes his hand and holds my cheek. I let go off the knife and turn to his side. I put my hand on his waist and pull him in closer, wanting more. Our kiss gets heated and we stick our tongues in, them battling for dominance. I win and continue kissing him roughly. I bite his lip and a muffled moan comes out of his mouth. He puts his hand on my hair, ruffling with it. I go down and start kissing his neck. I kiss and suck on it, while he quietly moans. I find his sweet spot and suck on it roughly. His moans turn load and clear, sounding like a melody in my ears. I take off his robe and slide my hand under his shirt, running my hand through his nicely built chest. I hold him and circle his nipple with my thumb, he sits closer to me, nearly on me. "Uhh..R-Ron.." My eyes widen. I realise what im doing. I pull away and wipe my lips, feeling my cheeks get red. "I-I..uh.." I manage to say. We look at eachother in shock."I-I need to go" he mutters and takes his robe. He doesnt even put it on before running out of the ROR. I sit on the couch, rethinking what just happened. I just made out with Draco Malfoy.. Am I gay? Do I like Malfoy?... I put my head in my hands.

Draco POV

I run to my room. What the fuck just happened? Why did I kiss him back? Why did he even kiss me? Am I gay? Doesnt he have a girlfriend? These questions run through my head. I enter my room and throw my robe and bag onto the counter. I lay down on my bed and relax. How do I even look at him now?.. What if he tells someone?..