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"I hate him. I absolutely hate him." Ron hissed at Harry as sat down next to him in Divination. Harry looked over and saw Ron was covered in some kind of unknown liquid.
"I think I know who you're talking about, but just to be sure, who do you hate?"
"Draco Malfoy, who else?"
"Of course," He paused, then decided to ask, "What are you covered in?"
"I'm not real sure actually." Ron stated plainly. "All I know is I hate Malfoy. And I'm taking a bath during my free period."
"So what happened?"
"Remember how I told you that I forgot my book in Snape's?" Harry nodded. "Well I went back to get my book to find Malfoy still there."
Flashback
Ron ran into the potions room to find Malfoy leaning over a boiling cauldron.
"Malfoy what are you still doing here?"
"What's it matter to you, Weasel?"
"Whatever." Ron saw his book on the table next to Malfoy. He walked down and retrieved it, as he was turning to leave he saw a bright yellow light coming from within the cauldron, it sparked Ron's curiousity even more. As he walked over to get a closer look, Malfoy immediately looked over at him with one of the coldest stares he'd ever given.
"I would've figured you'd take a hint that this is none of your business, but I guess I gave you too much credit." With a flick of his wand, Malfoy made the cauldron spill it's contents all over Ron. With one last icy stare, Draco grabbed his bag and left, leaving Ron stunned and covered in a mysterious yellow liquid.
Back to Divination
"And I left a few moments later." Ron paused after his story. "It's not as if I did anything wrong. I couldn't help that the stupid glowing potion caught my attenion." He was about to continue when Trelawney came in to start class.
The class dragged on as the boys mindlessly listened to Trelawney's theories of how everyone was going to die a horrible and painful death and how the inner eye sees all.
Finally the class ended. "That woman is going to die of overexertion while speaking of death." Ron mocked as the door closed behind them.
Harry and Ron shared a quick laugh before Harry took off for his next class. Ron looked down at his robes and decided he'd go to the dormitory and grab a new robe before heading to the prefect bathroom for a bath.
After he left the dorm he walked down to the prefect bathroom. When he entered the bathroom Ron looked around to see if anyone else was there, when he saw no one else was around he took off his robe, once his robe was off he noticed that the liquid had sunk into his shirt. He looked down at his disreguarded robe and decided he'd ask Hermione to clean it later, because he was sure she had a spell to make the robe clean again. Ron pulled his shirt over his head and threw it next to his robe when he heard the door close and lock again. Ron turned around to find a pair of icy gray eyes staring at his half-naked body.
Ron quickly picked up his shirt again and hastily put in on. He gave Malfoy such a cold stare it rivaled the one Malfoy was giving him.
"Don't look at me like that. It was your fault."
"You didn't have to spill the stupid cauldron on me, and by the way what the hell was in that thing?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"I'm covered in it, that's why."
"I don't think so." Malfoy shoved Ron to the side as he walked towards the baths. He had shoved Ron so hard, Ron found himself on the cold floor of the bathroom.
Ron stood up and brushed off the dirt from his behind. And walked over to where Malfoy was filling up one of the baths. Malfoy didn't pay any attention to Ron, which Ron was thankful for. Ron pushed Malfoy into the bath water and walked over to another bath, while he heard Malfoy thrashing in the water for a moment.
Malfoy stood up in the water, completely drenched. "What the hell was that for, Weasley!"
"For fun." Ron stated as he filledhis bath with hot water. Ron smiled to himself when he saw Malfoy turn red from anger. "Besides, the common lesson...never turn your back on your enemy. And I thought you were smart." Draco was completely steamming now. He climbed out of his bath and walked across the room to Ron's. Ron stood up waiting for him.
"Weasley, you are so going to pay for that." Malfoy stalked around the bath and Ron began walking backward. "Not so brave now, are you?" Draco continued to walk closer and closer. "Although I must admit, taking advantage of your opponent when his back was turned was honorable enough for a Slytherin." Ron wrinkled his nose at the thought of being associated with Slytherin actions. Ron continued to back up until he ran out of room and hit the wall. "Oh no, the weasel is trapped in a corner, with no way out." Malfoy had the most devilish grin on his face as he put his hands on either side of Ron's body. "I swear to you, if you even so much as ever brush against me again, you will regret everything you have ever done." With that, Malfoy walked back to his bath.
Malfoy began to undress, Ron couldn't take his eyes off of him. Malfoy noticed and gave him the most sheepist grin. "I know I'm gorgeous, but I have no intention of ever being with a guy, let alone being with you. Don't look at me."
Ron turned a vivid red and quickly looked away and walked over to his own bath. He quickly undressed and got in the tub. Malfoy finished before him and left the bathroom without another word. Ron was left alone until Hermione came in and yelled at him saying he was late for his next class.
AN: It's just the beginning so yeah. As long as I know that people like the story then I'll continue.