I'm What? ➤ drarry |COMPLETED|

Chapter 25

Ron walked through the halls, looking for Draco and Harry's dorm. He had already patrolled throughout the entire school on a quest to find the two, but couldn't. So he came to the conclusion that they had to be in their room.

Ron climbed up a flight of stairs and found their dorm. He opened the door and walked inside, hanging his coat on a coat rack.

"Hey, Harry-"

Ron gasped when he saw Draco and Harry laying on the couch, making out passionately. And by passionately, he means hands all over, moaning, Harry's shirt across the room, and Harry working on ripping Draco's pants off.

Draco squeaked and covered his face, but Harry just sat on Draco's hips with a smirk. "Yes, Ron?"

"Oh god, put on a shirt, will you? That's for him to see, not me," Ron said as he pointed to Draco.

Harry grabbed a shirt off the floor and put it on, then looked back at him. "Why are you here? You should've knocked,"

"Well I thought you weren't doing anything," Ron told him.

"Well I was going to do Draco, but now that you're here I can't,"

"Harry," Draco whispered, his face bright red. Harry leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Shut up, you bastard."

"So Ron what did you even want?" Harry asked.

Ron sat down and sighed, running a hand through his hair. He looked up at Harry and Draco, then leaned back against the couch.

"We need to talk. About everything." Ron said.

"Everything?" Draco asked, slightly worried.

Ron gave a single firm nod. "Everything."