A/N: Alright, people, this is my first Harry/Ron fic ever, so if I'm not that good yet, hang in there! I'm sure it gets better:) Leave a nice little review and tell me what you think! BTW: This chapter is VERY racey. It is sexual to the extreme. Not most of the chapters are this racey, I assure you. Happy reading!

Nicky

Chapter 1

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry asked Ginny as he lay completely undressed on top of her. She bit her lip as she undid her bra and pulled it off.

"Take me, Harry," she whispered.

Harry obeyed. He ran his tongue down her body, circling her belly button before slowly taking her underwear off. He threw them off to the side of the bed with the rest of their clothes just as she arched her back forward, pushing herself toward Harry's face. He crawled back up her body to kiss her.

"Take me, Harry! Please!" she begged.

He kissed her neck and she reached down to stroke his peaked length. He groaned and turned her over on her stomach. He licked his index finger and shoved it into her bottom. She gasped before pushing into him.

He shoved another finger in and when she groaned, he pushed his cock inside of her. She was so tight and he loved it. He looked down at the red hair beneath him and pictured Ron. It gave him pleasure to picture this and within a second, he'd cum into Ginny. She followed soon after and when he collapsed onto her afterward, they just lay on the bed breathing hard.

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"Harry, how the bloody hell'd we get here?" Ron asked Harry as they walked around the deserted house of Grimmauld Place two years later.

Harry ran his hand through his hair. "I have no idea," he said. "But we seem to be trapped. I can't Floo, I can't Apparate, and I can't get any of the doors open or the windows. Well, except for the room upstairs that used to be Sirius'."

"Merlin," Ron whispered in shock. He looked around again. "How long have you been awake?"

"About thirty minutes."

"Why didn't you wake me?" Ron asked.

"Because I didn't want to unless I needed to. We seem to be in no harm, so I didn't figure I needed to," Harry explained.

"Oh, alright. What d' you suppose we do, then?"

"I guess we should just wait it out. Someone'll come looking for us."

"Alright."

There was a long silence before Ron looked back over at Harry, sitting next to him on the sofa. "Hey Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Why'd you break it off with my sister?"

"Err…well…I just wasn't…I didn't love her. It wouldn't have been fair to her if I hadn't. I mean, I guess I never was in love with her."

"Why did you wait until last month to tell her? You were together for two years."

"Well…err…I'm 19, now, and I just thought that it was time for her to know. I stayed with her mainly for stability, I guess." Ron nodded and scratched the back of his neck.

Harry cleared his throat. "Why'd you never hook up with Hermione?" he asked.

"Same reason, I suppose. I was in love with her, but by the time we were sixteen or so, I gave up. I sort of…fell for someone else," Ron explained.

"Then why haven't you gone after her? I mean, you've not dated anyone since Lavender and that was way back when! Why aren't you with the person you've fallen for? You can! You are free to tell that person that you love that you love them and you haven't! Why not?" Harry had stood up and was practically yelling.

Ron felt his head lean back as he watched his friend freak out. He rubbed his face in his hands. "I couldn't. That personwas sort of taken already. Well, until just recently," he said calmly.

"Well, tell her, Ron. Tell her before its too late again." Harry's voice broke when he said this.

"It's not that easy with this person. You can't just say how you feel," Ron shook his head as he answered.

"Then show her. Actions speak louder than words, anyways. And why do you keep saying 'that person'?" Harry asked.

Ron rose to his feet. He put his face close to Harry's and when he whispered, Harry could feel his breath. "Because it isn't a 'her'," he said.

Harry couldn't take it any longer and closed the distance between their lips. He was surprised when Ron didn't pull away but instead opened his lips and let Harry slide his tongue into his mouth. Ron put his hands around Harry's neck to pull him closer as their tongues clashed and wrestled and Harry felt his own arms slide down to Ron's waist to pull their bodies closer.

When they finally broke for air, they kept their foreheads together and their hands stayed glued to each other. Harry stole another kiss before separating them and, taking Ron's hand, he led him up to Sirius's old room and shut the door behind them. Still facing the door, he took his shirt off before turning to face Ron who was standing at the end of the bed, waiting for him.

Ron could see the timidness in Harry's face and walked over to him, grabbing him around the neck again and pushing him up against the closed door, slipping his tongue into Harry's mouth for another breath-taking kiss. They broke the kiss only once more to remove Ron's shirt and then they climbed onto the bed, ridding each other of pants and shoes, leaving them with only their boxers on.

Harry straddled Ron as he knelt over him, a leg on each side of his hips. Ron lay on the bed underneath him, never letting go of his neck.

Harry put his hands on Ron's bare chest and pulled away from their kiss. "Are you still a virgin?" he asked.

Ron nodded, biting his lip to keep himself from charging at Harry's mouth again.

Harry nodded. He leaned over the side of the bed to grab his jeans. He grabbed the condom from a pocket and leaned back over Ron again.

"Are you sure you want to-"Harry was cut off by Ron's lips crushed against his again and smiled into the kiss.

He scooted down Ron's body and slowly removed his britches. Ron's erection excited Harry and he licked his lips. Ron's hand moved to his cock and started stroking it.

Harry shook his head and removed Ron's hand, replacing it with his own. "That's my job," he whispered and Ron leaned back into the bed, arching his back into Harry and grabbing hand fulls of the sheets underneath him.

Harry smiled again and kept stroking his friend. He licked his lips again and lowered his mouth to replace his working hands. Ron gasped before burying his hands in Harry's hair and pushing on his head to continue. Harry ran his tongue along the vein extending Ron's length and heard Ron moan. He did it again and then moved his hand up to massage Ron's balls as he sucked on his rock hard dick.

"Harry, I'm coming! I'm coming!" Ron shouted.

Harry pulled his mouth away from the cock in his mouth before Ron had a chance to cum. Harry did this two more times, getting Ron to his peak and stopping before he came. He was doing it once again before he heard Ron stuttering.

"Please, Harry, please! I want you inside me! Please, Harry! Shag me, please," Ron was begging and Harry smiled.

He reached up and kissed Ron again, rubbing their tongues together and pushing their bodies against each other. Harry removed his knickers and kissed Ron's neck before turning him over onto his stomach and lifting him up onto all fours. He rolled on the condom and, without warning, he shoved himself into Ron's hole and felt his head roll back when he heard Ron moan.

When Ron began to push into his cock, Harry leaned forward again and reached his arms around Ron's waist. He grabbed onto Ron's dick and started pumping it. He pumped it with the rhythm of his thrusting. It didn't take long before Ron had cum into Harry's hand and not long after, with one final thrust into him, Harry had cum too.

They lay on the bed, Harry spooned up against Ron for fifteen minutes, catching their breath and soaking in the moment of being so close to one another.

"Me?" Harry whispered with his chin resting on Ron's shoulder.

Ron nodded. "You," he answered simply, knowing without question that Harry was asking if it was him that Ron had fallen for.

Harry kissed Ron's neck. "Me, too," he said into Ron's neck.

Ron turned his head to look at his friend. "Oh, that explains Ginny."

Harry smiled and Ron kissed him. Harry sighed and put his chin back on Ron's neck. A loud 'pop' came from downstairs.

"RON? HARRY? ARE YOU HERE?" Hermione screamed from downstairs.

The boys jumped and started throwing on clothes frantically. They heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Harry looked over at Ron and couldn't help but smile. His hair was everywhere, his shirt was buttoned unevenly, and his pants were unzipped. He walked over and zipped up his friend's pants for him before charging for the door and opening it.

Hermione stood in the doorway. She gasped when she saw Harry's sex hair and Ron's shirt. She noted that the boy's shoes' were scattered throughout the room and her hand flew to her mouth when she glanced at the heap of sheets and blankets on the bed. She looked back at Harry, staring at her.

"It wasn't…it just…'Mione this has never happened before. Never while I was with Ginny, but it was the-" Harry was stuttering as his hand flew in all directions at the room.

She smiled. "Reason, I know, Harry. I knew you were in love with someone else. I had a feeling it was Ron,"

Ron shrugged. "I didn't believe her."

Hermione smiled.

Harry looked back and forth between the two. "Wait a minute…you knew about him…"

Hermione nodded. "He told me about a year ago. I was suspicious as to why he wasn't dating. He got drunk and let loose. It was quite silly, really, but I found out," Hermione said.

She walked over to Ron and started to unbutton his shirt so she could redo it right. She flicked her wrist and sent a comb flying toward Harry's outstretched hand. "Comb it, it looks like you had too much fun,"

Harry smiled uncomfortably and started to comb his hair. When they were all fixed up, they started down the stairs. When they got to the sitting room, they faced the fireplace.

Harry glanced at Hermione who was standing on the other side of Ron, who was in the middle. "How'd' you know how to get out of here?"

Hermione shrugged. There was a sparkle in her eye as she said, "The Floo network was down for about two hours. I have absolutely no idea how you got here, but there was no way out, I suppose, until I got here. Dumbledore fixed it a while back so that you can't Apparate. All in all, Floo's back up so let's go."

Hermione went first. As soon as she'd gone, Harry swiftly gave Ron a kiss. "Between us, for now, okay?" he asked.

Ron nodded before taking a handful of powder and stepping into the fireplace. Each of the boys knew Hermione had sent them there, but neither said anything. They let it be their secret.

"Found them," Hermione told the house when she'd gotten to The Burrow. "They were at Grimmauld Place. They were worried sick!"

They family crowded around the boys and hugged them.

"We had no idea where you were!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.

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After the excitement had ended and everyone had eaten breakfast, Ron and Harry had disappeared to Ron's room.

Ron sat on his bed, watching Harry stare out of his window. "So sad?"

Harry looked down at Ron. "I feel like a prat."

"Why, Harry?" Ron asked.

Harry shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Two years ago..." he cleared his throat, "two years ago, I took your sister's innocence…Less then twelve hours ago, I took yours."

Ron noted that Harry's voice had cracked and took it to mean Harry was sad and regretted what he'd done. He stood up and walked over to Harry. He grabbed Harry's face and put their foreheads together. "Do you want this?"

Harry looked into Ron's eyes. He put his lips against the red-head's and kissed him hard. When he broke the kiss, he stared into his eyes. "More than anything,"

Ron kissed Harry again. "Then let it be,"

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Harry had done exactly what Ron told him to, and he let it be. They spent all of their time together. For the first week they were cautious of the family, but after that, they were flirty, touchy, and cute with each other around everyone. With Ginny being gone in Romania to spend a few months with Charlie, there was no awkwardness in the house. The family simply accepted it without question or explanation.

It was two months later and Ron and Harry were laying on Ron's bed, laughing. They had just come back from b 'flying' /b which really meant b 'flying' /b down to the private lake about a mile away with a blanket and some condoms.

Hermione walked in the room without knocking and closed the door behind her. She walked over to the bed and conjured up a chair to sit on.

She sighed and smiled at them, shaking her head. "You two are amazing,"

Ron smiled, playing with Harry's hair. "How so?"

"I just never thought that either of you would be this attached to the person you fell in love with. But then I never thought you would fall in love with each other, really, either."

Harry chuckled. "We are men of surprises,"

"Well, here's one for you: Ginny's coming home tomorrow," she said.

They both sat up.

"What?" Harry asked.

"She's not due back for another two months!" Ron complained.

"I know, she just didn't like it there with all of the dragons and she misses everyone so she's coming home for the last two months before Auror training begins."

"Damn it! She screws everything up!" Ron shouted.

Harry started to rub Ron's back.

"Just because she is coming back does not mean you two can't still be together! And don't talk about your sister like that, Ronald!" Hermione said.

Harry nodded. "She's right. Ginny's going to find out eventually so why hide it from her?" he said.

Ron nodded. "Well, I can't hide it, anyways. You can't hide a good thing and especially not for two months."