Enemies with benifits..Or more

• Bye Jackass •

Harry POV

Sometimes it's harder to know what you've Dane and caused and messed up. Sometimes you want to forget and pretend everything works out and plays the way you want it too. Sometimes you want to take things back and replay other moments. And many more times it's harder to voice the truth, whether it's of yourself or others. Though what else is there to do, when you live in a world where nothing works in your favor or supports your wishes. Sometimes you want to run or hide.

"I know and I'm sorry Ron! I understand but he's not exactly like that anymore-"

"He's still the same bastard git who helped the death eater torcher Hermione and kill Dumbledore!"

I watched Ron stomp his foot in place as he tried not to pace. A habit he'd been physically trying to break. I crossed my arms across my chest deeply, deeply, understanding where Ron was coming from. I'd explained to him while Hermione sat back and listened, an accessional chuckle thrown in. He thought I was in the wrong. Helping and defending Draco that first day.

And further more they both knew I was leaving out specific things. Of course they don't know that our meets were for smoking and not ranting or chess, or that we got physical with one another. How else could I put this.

"Your right Ron. He is. Yeah I fucked up and I was nice to him oh no!! But you haven't been around to hear the smallest mentions of his life!! Slowly putting it together..."

"Yeah! But!!-" he tried to interrupt.

"Ron he was someone we should hate and never want to help or associate with..."

Ron rolled his eyes tossing his arms from his body and beginning to pace. I was really stressing him with this. I knew I was and I didn't want to, nor did I want to fight with him on this either!!

"Ron. Could you at least- just. You don't like him I know-" my voice lowered to almost a whisper. "But try....in the slightest to except the fact that Draco and I have finally started getting along."

Ron just glared at me. Spitting "no" at me with more venom then ever before.

"Just this...just this little thing please!" I pleaded. "I've most likely fucked it up already Ron!"

I threw my arm in the direction on the hospital wing, letting it hover a bit before dropping down. My eyes pleaded to Ron and I desperately hoped he'd understand. I hoped he'd finally notice that Draco was changing and that he was actually helping me.

       Slowly and I was finally gaining some sort of hope in myself that finally I'd have a good normal life. I pleaded to him with my eyes and his finally softened, looking away.

       "Harry, I love you. Your my best friend." He looked to me. "But I can't except this, can't like him."

       "I'm not asking you to like him... I'm asking you to trust me and my judgment..."

       "Ron.." Hermione finally spoke. "If you hadn't noticed, before the spar we hadn't been called to Mcgonogall's office about him and his actions."

      Hermione walked to Ron taking his hands into her own. She squeezed gently.

       "How can you be okay with this mione?! It's Malfoy!" Ron cried out.

         Suddenly I felt horrible. I reached out and pulled Ron into a hug. I didn't understand till that moment. "You don't have to worry about me." I said.

         "And Not me either." Hermione chirped with a quiet voice. Kissing his cheek after.

       "How can I not mate." Ron patted my back and we pulled away. "I don't want to lose part of my family again..."