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“Why are you crying?” Asked the red head cautiously. It wasn’t often that you walked in on your ex enemy crying his eyes out in your front room.
The blonde lifted his head up shakily, his grey eyes puffy from crying. “Ha-Harry has a new girlfriend” he stuttered, wiping his nose with his sleeve. Ron frowned, before stepping closer and joining the blonde on his sofa.
“But I thought you two were getting back together?” Draco laughed sadly.
“So did I, but I guess not”. He sighed, deflating on himself.
Ron was uncomfortable, he didn’t really know what to say. But he also didn’t like seeing Draco sad.
“Harry loves you, you know. I think he’s probably just scared and so he’s trying to get over you by dating someone else. But you’re his person, I can feel it”. He said matter-of-factly.
“His person?” Draco looked at him in desperate confusion. Ron nodded.
“Yeah, like Hermione’s my person. You’re his. Where is she, by the way?” Draco was staring at him now.
“Went to go and talk to Harry, flooed about 20 minutes ago”. Ron nodded slowly. He’d woken up because his wife wasn’t in bed next to him, and wasn’t surprised that she was awake to help a friend.
They sat in silence together, both watching the flames for her return. Suddenly. the flames started to his and changed to green, and two bodies stepped through on to the rug in front of the fireplace. It was Hermione, who had seemingly pulled Harry through reluctantly with her.
Ron felt Draco shrink into himself again, and a protective urge came over Ron. Neither Harry or Draco said anything, just stared at each other.
“Ron, what are you doing up?” His wife asked him in surprise.
“Looking for you, but found Draco instead”. She smiled, and reached out her hand to him.
He took it. “Come on, lets give them some privacy.” He nodded, following her towards the stairs.
He turned back to the living and cleared his throat, catching the attention of their guests, neither of whom who had moved.
“He’s your person, Harry.” He nodded to himself, and causing a confused expression to take over his friend’s face. He turned back to Hermione and they went upstairs, leaving them to figure it out for themselves.