The Veela and The Red-Head

Good News!

Ron's POV

After our little rendezvous in our room, Draco and I stood in Snape and Harry's private rooms. It was just a small room off the side of Snapes office so there wasn't very much to work with. 

"Mate, how do you sleep in here it's bloody freezing." 

"Sev keeps me warm, plus we have several very thick blankets." Harry replied, pointing at the bed.

"What did you want anyway?"

"Help me set up a small romantic date, like a little tea party."

I looked over at Draco who stood by the wooden door, looking around with an upset look. I watched him pull his wand out of his robes and give it a slight wave, looking around I noticed he had everything done. Rose pettles littered the floow and bed, candles flickered around the room, and a small round table sat in the middle of the room with a tea kettle and tea cups on it.

"There, now can we go?" He asked, stowing his wand back in his pocket.

"Wonderful, yes you can." 

Draco rolled his eyes and left the room, I followed behind him quickly wondering what that was about. Once I caught up with him I noticed something in his eyes, he looked quite upset.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, grabbing his arm.

"Nothing, just thinking." He said, wiggling out of my grip.

We walked in silence the rest of the way to the room, once there Draco had his robes and shirt off and walked to the balcony he demanded when the room was built. Too tired to care I walked to the bed and laid down, waiting for him to join me.

After a few minutes in which draco still had not joined me I looked toward the balcony to see him hunched over the railing, his wings were out. Something was definitly wrong, especially since I could now hear soft sobs and see his shoulders shaking.

I got up quickly with a blanket and walked over to him, once the blanket was over his shoulders I turned him to face me. "What's wrong sweetie?" 

"I don't know, I just felt like crying and I came out here and the tears just started."

"Oh, shush, it's ok. Come here." I pulled him into me and he laid his head on my shoulder. 

"I don't know what's wrong, I feel so ugly and fat. Do you still love me?" He asked, sniffling a bit.

"Yes of course, why wouldn't I love you?" I kissed what I could reach of his head and continued. "You're handsome, so handsome, you act tough when deep down you're the most caring person anyone would have the pleasure of meeting. Your eyes are the brightest blue I have ever seen, you've got the muscles of a god. There's so much about you that I love."

We stood there a few minutes, him sobbing into my shirt while I rubbed his back and kissed his head. I felt him shudder once and noticed his wings were away, I smiled and pulled him back to look him in the eyes. 

"All better?"

He smiled. "All better, let's go to bed."

He pulled off the rest of his clothes, except his y-fronts and got in bed. I did the same and cuddled behind him, I fell asleep kissing his back, shoulders, and neck, every time I did so I could feel him get goosebumps, which I absolutely loved.

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In the morning, Draco was fast asleep plastered to my side almost like his drool glued him to me. I smiled and rubbed his back until he woke up, I kissed his head softly and felt him stir when I pulled back he was gazing at me sleepily.