Ron's POV
I groaned as I slid out of bed and rubbed my eyes, I felt a presence behind me and looked to see Draco curled in white sheets. "Malfoy," I whispered as I softly prodded his shoulder.
"Five more minutes," he groaned swatting my hand away.
"Come on, we need to eat breakfast and try to find your mate," I chuckled as I still prodded his shoulder.
"I don't wanna find my mate," he huffed as the clacking of heels made their way towards us.
"Why not?" I asked curiously as he hugged the blanket towards him for warmth.
"Because I'll just be disappointed," he huffed as Madam Pomfrey cleared her throat.
"Draco, you need to take pain potions and then leave," she said sharply as she handed him a phial.
"Fine," he huffed before sitting up and downing the phial Pomfrey handed him.
"Now let's go," I said tugging his arm slightly as he stood.
"Ronald." He said firmly causing me to stop and look at him curiously.
"What?" I asked innocently putting a finger to my lips.
"I need to put on clothes," he said gesturing to the fact he was only wearing pajamas.
"Right sorry," I said simply as I sat in an empty chair.
"Your clothes are beside Ron, I repaired and cleaned them," Pomfrey said pointing to the black clothes and shoes next to me.
"Thanks, Madam," Draco said as he lifted the clothes and put them on the hospital bed.
"Ron, give him some privacy," Pomfrey said as she drew the curtains closed around him.
"Is she gone?" Draco asked in a soft whisper which startled me a bit.
"Yeah, why are we whispering?" I whispered back as he peeked his head through the curtains.
"Come in," he said with a gesture of his hand as he looked out for Pomfrey. I chuckled softly and walked back into the curtained area, I sat back in my seat next to the bed we occupied early and smirked at Draco.
"Why am I in here?" I asked as he removed his pajama top.
"Because you seemed lonely out there," he replied as he pulled on a black long sleeved weird button up.
"Is that really your reason?" I asked with a raised eyebrow as he removed his pajama trousers.
"No, maybe I just wanted you to watch me undress and redress," he said with a smirk and a wink in my direction.
"You're weird," I said as I chucked a piece of balled up paper at him.
"But you like it," he replied with his signature smirk as he pulled on his dress shoes.
"I sorta do," I said softly as he pulled on his Slytherin robes.
"What was that?" He asked as he straightened out his clothes and turned to me.
"Nothing, ready?" I asked as I stood and walked towards the curtain.
"Make sure Pomfrey doesn't see you walking out," he said with a wink. I rolled my eyes and carefully stepped out of the curtain after making sure Pomfrey wasn't around us.
"Let's go find your mate," I said with a sigh when he pulled back the curtain and walked out. He nodded and walked out faster than anyone I've ever seen walk, maybe he does just want to find his mate and leave me to rot.
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The Veela and The Red-Head
RandomIt's a new thing I came in contact with, dron. Don't read if you don't like boyxboy or if you don't like this ship. I might make the gay train arrive in the twentieth chapter but I'm not sure. Also, Draco's a Veela, and to those of you who are new...