Bittersweet
Mortal Enemies Unite
Harry was in his room when Ron appeared.
His face wore an expression he had never before seen. He looked like a stranger.
His eyes were empty and hollow, and at the same time entirely unreadable. Harry did not know if his friend would ever be the same; who would, after witnessing someone attempt to rape the one they loved?
And for it to be none other than Draco Malfoy?
‘Are you my mate?’
Without hesitation, he replied, ‘Of course.’
Ron crossed his arms, studying him. He seemed to be taking in every aspect of Harry, and Harry again felt uncomfortable, as if this were a stranger. Ron was not the analytical sort, and Harry was hard-pressed to ignore the sudden instinct to leave this room before something bad happened.
‘I want you to help me do something. It could get us expelled, jailed, you name it. I want you to get me to Malfoy. I won’t kill him. But I want to make sure that he disappears. I don’t want him to even have the opportunity to cross paths with her again.’
‘Ron—‘
He turned, ‘Fuck it. I knew it. Don’t worry. I’ll do it myself.’
Harry felt sick. If he said no, he might lose a friend. Hermione would undoubtedly disagree, or at least she would have prior to this. But now, who knows. She might be all about this.
‘Wait. I’ll do it.’
Ron froze. Several long, tense moments passed. Harry felt as if it were ages and not a few seconds, before Ron turned to face him.
He gave him a strange, almost serpentine smile. It made his skin crawl.
Harry regretted his actions.
But it was too late to change his mind.
‘Okay. Let’s use that cloak…’
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