Toxic Afflictions

Chapter Five

It had been a week since Ron's sexual experience with Harry and nothing out of the ordinary had happened.Ron thought there would be tension between himself and his best friend,and there was.But Harry seemed to not notice it.

Everytime Ron was in the same room with Harry,he felt awkward.Afterall,they had a very intimate moment together.He wanted to scream when the two were in the same room.Why didn't Harry sense that it was different?He just acted as nothing had happened and it annoyed Ron to no end.

Every night,Ron laid awake in his bed,thinking of Harry.He just couldn't stop.He tried to think of other things,but nothing stook in his mind for long.The worst part was,he liked thinking about Harry.A lot.

Ron was angry at Harry.He'd done something to him.Probably a curse.It had to be that,or else,why couldn't he stop thinking about him,dreaming about him,wanting him.It was mad.Maybe he was.

Thinking back to when Harry's expert like hands had touched him and made him cum harder than he ever had in his life,Ron wasn't sorry it happened.In fact,he wanted very much to do it again.He felt guilty for cheating on Hermione,but he just didn't care anymore.He wanted Harry so bad.It was like he was a drug that he just couldn't get enough of.

Late at night,Ron wished over and over again that every creak he heard was Harry coming into his room.Everytime he heard a noise,he'd close his eyes and pretend to be asleep in hopes of it being Harry,but it never was.Why didn't Harry want him again?Was he just a booty call,or was Harry simply bored and wanted to try something out.Ron didn't understand.What exactly had happened?

On this particular day,the tension was intense.Ron had awoken to yet another sticky mess in his bed late in the day.He used a cleaning spell to clean himself and his bed up and then made his way downstairs,only to find Harry sitting alone at the kitchen table eating and reading The Daily Prophet.

"Good afternoon."Harry greeted Ron from behind his paper.Ron grunted in response,feeling agitated from his most recent dream about his best mate.He sat down at the table and grabbed a couple sandwhiches off a plate his mother had left out after lunch,stuffing them into his mouth.

"Slow down mate,"Harry said,glancing over the paper."you're gonna' choke."Ron ignored him as he always did and continued to eat like usual.He was still angry with Harry.He had yet again not came into his room that night,except in his dream and he was not very happy about it.

Harry put down his newspaper and sighed."They still haven't listened to me about Stan.They've made two new arrests and gotten nowhere.It's complete rubbish."Ron nodded in agreement,avioding Harry's eyes.Harry stood up and brought his empty plate to the sink which automatically filled with water and soap and began to clean the dishes.

"I need something to calm me down.Wanna' play some Quidditch when you're done?"Harry asked,sitting back down across from Ron.Ron swallowed the food in his mouth quickly to answer.

"I guess."He replied,still not meeting Harry's eyes.Harry noticed this and cocked and eyebrow.

"Something wrong?"He inquired but Ron shook his head.

"No,mate,nothing at all."Ron told him,giving him a forced smile.Harry gave him a look,which resembled Hermione's I-don't-believe-you one perfectly,but shrugged it off.

"Alright,if you're sure.Hurry up and finish,I'm aching to get up into the air."And with that Harry left the room to retrieve his broomstick.

Ron ate as slowly as he could,still trying to calm himself from his disturbing dream.Everynight he dreamed about Harry,every dream being so similar right down to how he felt.It was strange,he'd never had any wet dreams about anyone else before,not even Hermione or Lavender.Never even a real sexual dream and now all of a sudden he was having nightly ones about his best mate.He had to be under some sort of curse and had a half a mind to ask Hermione about it,but always thought better of it when he realized he'd have to tell her about the dreams.No,he best look them up himself.

Harry returned shortly with his broom over his shoulder and was disapointed to see Ron still eating.

"Ron,for Merlin's sake,hurry up and go get dressed!"He said,pushing his friend out of the chair.

"Fine,just stop nagging me!"Ron nearly shouted.He stood up abruptly and made his way upstairs.

Ron had a hard time deciding on what to wear.He wanted to wear something that said 'what we did doesn't matter to me' but also said 'I wanna' do it again'.He finally decided on a maroon tee shirt and a pair of tight fitting faded jeans.He then grabbed his broom and went back downstairs to an impatient Harry.

"Finally!Now come on,let's get going."Harry exclaimed anxiously.Ron followed Harry out to his large backyard and the two set boundaries and made goalposts,meaning Harry did everything and Ron sulked.

"Ron?Are you listening to me?"Harry practically shouted when he noticed how unhappy Ron looked.

"What?Yeah,I'm fine."Ron said,shaking it off and mounting his broom.Harry mounted his broom as well and they were off.

It was the roughest game the two had ever played together.Ron missed ever shot and Harry got every shot in on him.Ron pushed and shoved Harry,attempting to knock him off his broom.He was mad.Harry had hurt him and he deserved to feel just as hurt,whether it was only physically or not.

"Are you sure you're alright,mate?"Harry asked repeatedly but Ron kept reassuring him he was as they played.

Ron pelted the fake quaffle at his best friend over and over again,each time barely missing him.One actually connected with his arm and Harry had to call timeout.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Ron?"Harry shouted as they landed on the ground."Why do you keep trying to hit me?"

"That's how the game is played,is it not?"Ron asked coldly,earning him a cocked eyebrow from Harry who was craddling his arm.

"Not when we play!"Harry retorted angrily."What the hell is up with you today?"

"What's up with me?Harry,what's up with you?"Ron exploded.

"What are you talking about?"Harry asked,confused.This just made Ron even more mad.He felt his ears go scarlet.

"What is your problem today?The other day we kissed and then you fucking gave me the best hand job of my life and now you wanna' be all buddy buddy and just friends?What are you playing at?Do you like me?Do you want me?Or were you just fucking with my head?Which one is it,Harry?"Harry stared at Ron in disbelief.

"I-I thought..."Harry stammered,not knowing what to say."wait a bloody minute,aren't you straight?I mean,you and Hermione...?"

"Who cares about me and Hermione?I've waited too long for her now I'm done with her.She made me wait much too long and I'm not gonna do that with you.Stop stringing me along,Harry.Tell me straight out,did you put some kind of freaking curse on me or something?"

"What?Why would I do that?Ron,you're my best mate."Harry replied,not quite sure of what he was talking about.

"Then why the hell can't I stop thinking about you?Whay do I keep having these dreams about you?What the fuck have you done to me?"Ron shouted.He didn't care if Harry got mad at him at that point.He wanted answers.He wanted to know why he was feeling like this.

"Y-you're dreaming about me?"

"You're bloody right I'm dreaming about you!Every damned night!I can't make it stop.Now,either you make it stop right now or you fucking kiss me."Ron couldn't believe he'd said it.Had that actually just come out of his mouth.Oh my,now Harry was advancing towards him.Their faces were inches apart,their bodies pressed up against each other.

"As you wish."Harry whispered as his lips connected with Ron's.And that's when Ron knew,nothing would ever be the same again.He would never again be able to kiss anyone else.

To Be Continued...

There you all go.So sorry for such a long wait.I was away for a week and then when I wanted to finish this chapter my modem stopped working,but I'm back now.Thnxx goes out to:

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