Hon Smut.

The Dorm Room.

Ron POV

I love him. Him being the chosen one, the raven haired boy, the boy with the electric green eyes. I'm fixated on him, my eyes can never wander away from him. They can only discover each and every part of his magnificent body.

I'm just not sure I could ever tell him, for fear that he may resent me. Why do I love him so much? Why is he so perfect? Why him? Why not someone else? I guess I'm just in love and there's nothing anyone can do. I just need to tell him. But how?

Harry POV

Recently, I've noticed Ron staring at me, out the corner of my eye. Hermione has told me that Ron likes me. The staring I've noticed him doing, has only begun to put it into my head that perhaps he does love me. The question is could I ever love him back.

I slowly rested my head on my pillow. Then I saw Ron asleep. I found it beautiful the restfulness of my admirer. Perhaps I could love him. I then drifted of, with my thoughts. Thought after thought, rushing through my head. Like a whirlwind of emotions, that I was feeling for Ron.

"Harry! Harry, wake up, wake up. I need to tell you something" Ron exclaimed. While vigorously rocking me side to side, to wake me up. I tried to look at the time on my digital alarm clock on my side table it read 01:05. "Ron its 5 past 1 in the morning, what could be so important."

Ron POV

"I love you, and I want to be with you forever." I had to tell him that I loved him, I couldn't lie to myself or him anymore. I had decided that it was time to tell. At this point in time my heart was beating, beat after beat. My breath accelerating faster and faster. My pulse rate increasing rapidly.

Then Harry spoke those magic words "I love you too" that's everything I wanted to hear. Finally the golden boy wanted me, me of all people. "Does this mean your my boyfriend?" I asked in hope that Harry would agree.

Harry POV

I knew at this point I loved Ron, their was no one else. Not even his simpering, pathetic sister Ginny, who obviously had an obsession with me. "Ron, sit on this bed with me. We need to talk... I love you, there is no one else I think about, only you, so yes that does make me your boyfriend."

To my surprise his lips smacked on mine. We began to snog, our tongues sticking into each others mouths. At this point our tongues were knotted and intertwined. We were kissing with passion and a roaring love, that couldn't be tamed.

I then put my hands on his shoulders to push him away to catch some breath and to regain some sense. "Ron, I think its time we went to sleep."

"OK, I suppose your right" Ron replied. He started to walk to his bed. "What are you doing, just because its time to go back to sleep, doesn't mean you have to sleep in your bed. Come here".

Ron POV

I was so excited at this proposition that I skipped for joy towards his bed. There he was the perfect boy, the chosen one laying with his head rested on the headboard offering a spot for me under his arm. I had finally got in.

Harry had no shirt on, neither did I. I slid onto his bed under his arm. My head rested on his chest. All of a sudden I felt it, Harry's arm rapped around my body. His touch sending electric sparks through my whole body. Finally I felt safe, warm and at home. Then a whisper in my ear from Harry stated "I love you, and I will never let you go."