Chapter 15

Summer had been a typical English summer, wet with the occasional sunny day, sunny enough that while working in the garden de-gnoming Ron had ended up with a sunburnt nose. Ron sat on the bed, yesterday had been results day, and how the hell he managed it but he'd actually gotten some good grades, he picked up the letter and glanced down at them as they were stashed on his bedside table.

Potions – Exceeds Expectations

Defence Against the Dark Arts - Outstanding

Care of Magical Creatures – Outstanding

Herbology - Exceeds Expectations

Transfigurations – Outstanding

Ancient Ruins – Exceeds Expectations

He got up and wondered over to some of the pictures he had on the wall, Bill in Africa and Charley in Romania, maybe he could talk his parents into letting him travel for a bit before getting a job, he hadn't been feeling well over the past few weeks, maybe even going away would do him some goods. He rubbed his stomach, grimacing at the feeling on his stomach roll at the smell of whatever Mrs Weasley was cooking.

"Not again" he mumbled as he ran to the bathroom, once more on his hands and knees. He was so happy the house was near enough empty this time of day. Ginny would be with Hermione down in the local town somewhere. Mom in the kitchen, he could hear her singing loudly to some cooner on the radio, and Dad would be at work. After he emptied his stomach, he got him himself some water, walking back to his room to get changed, he moved downstairs, seeing two owls next to Errol. One was Harry's new snowy owl who hooted loudly at him and shook her leg, he carefully unwrapped the letter she had attached and she fluttered off, before he turned to the regal dark owl. He reached forwards careful, it looked at Ron before sticking his leg out for Ron to remove the letter before disappearing. Shaking his head the red head moved to the kitchen table yawning.

"Morin'." He yawned looking at the letters he'd received. Molly turned to look at him

"Afternoon." she corrected. "You better get your act together Ronald. You'll be starting work soon."

Ron opened the letter that Harry had sent him, he half listened to his mother ranting in the background as he read about Harry's summer with Remus and Sirius, and how he couldn't wait to see Ron again. He reached over to look at the next letter, he found it was in Draco's hand writing, he read how the blond also missed him. Ron looked down at the two letters, his emotions where everywhere was it possible to love two people the same, he sighed loudly and put his head in his hands. Molly stopped her ranting as she looked at her youngest son.

"Ronald?" she asked gently. "Ron what's wrong?"

Ron glanced up at her. "I don't know what to do mum. I don't want to break anyone's heart."

Molly frowned and sat opposite her son. "Honey, have you got someone pregnant?"

"No!" yelled Ron shaking his head. Molly relaxed and reached across the table to take his hand.

"Then honey, you'll have to be more specific." she said gently. Ron sighed as he looked down at the letters one more, each from a boy he had feelings for and both seemed to like him, he wasn't the one that was supposed to have this kind of trouble.

"I don't...I don't know what to do mom?" he said slowly as he pushed his fingers through his grown locks and looked up at his mom. Molly reached up to brush a strand from his eyes and stroked his cheek.

"Then tell your dear old mum, maybe she can help." she said kindly. Ron fiddled with the parchments before taking a breath.

"First off I'm gay." he blurted. Molly nodded and smiled.

"I know honey, I've known for a long time, but that isn't what is bothering you."

Ron shook his head and looked down. "If I have two boys...I've had relations with..and both are interested in more." he rushed, his cheeks and ears nearly glowing in embarrassment. Molly took a while to digest before smiling.

"Well which one do you like more?" she asked slowly. Ron shook her head.

"It's not that simple. I like them both the same and I can't choose because more people will fight." He exclaimed. Molly frowned and squeezed his hands.

"Honey, who are these boys?"

Ron looked into her eyes. "Harry and Draco." he swallowed. Molly's eyes widened, it was indeed a hard choice, choose Harry and you had a burned Malfoy, choose Draco he would lose Harry as his best friend. Looking at her son, who was looking at the dining table she took a breath.

"Maybe it would be a good idea for you to go traveling." She started as she got up, moving to his side of the table. "I know you wanted to ask. Go traveling, come back see who you missed the most."

Ron looked up at her, she had agreed to him to travel, and he would be away from the constant letters he was getting, he nodded slowly.

"Thanks Mom." he stood and kissed her cheek before running upstairs, grabbing some parchment. He sat at his small desk and wrote a quick letter to Charley, seeing if he could come and visit his older brother but he already knew the answer would be yes. He sent that one off with Pig before he picked up three other pieces of parchment and wrote to Draco, Harry and Hermione telling them that he was going traveling, he needed time to think and he would owl when he got back.

Harry blinked at the letter he had received. Ron had always talked about the two of them going traveling together, but if the red head needed some time alone to think. Harry wasn't sure what he needed to think over but he wasn't going to deny him the time he needed.

Draco had read his letter and sighed, leaning back in the large leather chair he was in. He knew Potter liked Ron and that he was Ron's best friend, so he understood the poor red head had a lot to think about, he sipped a glass of pumpkin juice before he started on his reply, explaining that he understood and if he needed anything to owl him.

Hermione simply replied with a few things for him to research while away, saying how he was going learn so much on his travels, and to keep in touch with her, especially if he came to an conclusion of who had given him the necklaces.

Three days later had Ron ready and packed ready to leave for Romania. He stood in the front room in front of the fireplace, his mother still fussing around to make sure that he had everything he need, she was so much happier he was traveling with good marks. Charlie had flooed into the Burrow the night before to make sure that Ron arrived at the right fireplace. Molly stopped fussing and pulled Ron into a deep hug.

"My Little boy all grown up." she smiled brightly at him.

"Ikkle Ronnikins" chorused the twins as they apperated into the room, both turning to Ron with a bright grin on their identical faces.

"For all." said George

"You've done." followed Fred.

"To keep us together" The said together.

"We got you this." George finished as Fred moved over and handed over a large red velvet bag. Ron looked inside to find Galleons, a whole bag full of them. He opened his mouth.

"But."

Fred waved him off. "Ron you did more than your admitting to and we're thanking you."

"No arguments." said George finally as he closed Ron's hands over the bag. "And though we don't say it much."

"You're not a bad little brother." they finished together, Ron blushed and looked down at the floor.

"Well thank you, I'll bring you something back." he said slowly, still expecting that by the time that he got to Romania the coins will have disappeared. He put the bag into the trunk before waving his wand to make the whole lot weightless. Arthur moved forwards and hugged his son, patting him firmly on the back before stepping back so the others could say their goodbyes too.

"Come on Ron." called Charley looking at the time. "We have to get back, we got a new arrival today."

Ron nodded following Charley into the fireplace, he waved good bye before disappearing in a flash of green flames.