Ron, after finishing his classes for the day, retired back into the common room that he would need to get used to all over again. He sat by the fire, the other Gryfinndor's doing assignments or simply messing around like Fred and George who were trying to sell trinkets and treatments to naive first graders. Ron didn't pay much attention to what they were saying, but next thing he knew was that a little first year with dirty blond hair and vivid green eyes had his tongue stretched out of his mouth. "Tongue taffy." Ron rolled his eyes as he looked outside the window, seeing the sun fade into the ground, and slowly but surely the population of the room diminished as one after the other went to the dormitories to go to sleep.

Ron felt the quietness in the room, that only subsided to the sounds of the crackling fire, yet it too was slowly dying out as well, much like the decrease in students in the common room a few hours before. By now the sun was trimming the edge with a golden crowning. "Today wasn't as crazy." Ron thought to himself as he heard someone entering through the portrait. He didn't bother to look as he heard Hermione's voice come into the room, breaking the silence as her and Harry were talking. "Snape has it out for you Harry, just like he does for Professor Lupin, I know it!" She jolted with suspicion as Harry just gave her a roll of his eyes, "Snape has it out for everyone." Harry stated as the two noticed Ron.

"Hey, how was Pomfrey's?" Ron asked with a quiet tone, Hermione perking up at his inquiry, "It was fine, a simple healing spell was all that was needed." She explained as she sat down on the couch with Ron, Harry following soon after. "However, you know how she is. Always keeping students longer than necessary." Hermione sighed as she glanced into the fire for a moment. "I think I saw something though." Hermione said, holding her hand up to her mouth. Harry and Ron both engaged in interest to what she had to say as she looked at them, "Well, after I left Pomfrey's I could have sworn I saw a hippagriff outside of- never mind. I think it was that potion messing with me." She reassured herself as she stood up to leave, "Um, I'm going to sleep, I suggest you two do the same." She said giving them a strange look as she walked up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

Harry looked at Ron, "I'm headed to bed too, do you want to come up with me?" He asked looking at Ron who simply said, "I think I may just sit here awhile." He said as Harry shrugged and patted Ron's shoulder, leaving his hand there for a moment as he locked eyes with Ron, only to leave soon after to go to the boys dormitories. Ron then looked back out the window to notice the moon rising in the sky as he looked at the clock that clicked every second, "Eleven fifty-five." He muttered as he stood up, creeping out of the portrait, for she was sleeping anyways as he made way down the stairs to the first floor in which the great hall was. He walked very quietly as he reached the corridor just before the exit, seeing a cat walk between his legs and look up at him, "Meow." It whines as he had realized it was Miss. Norris. Ron took no chances and quickly bolted to the trophy closet, shutting it behind him as he kept quiet, hearing Filch's footsteps in the hall.
"What is it Miss Norris?"
"Meow"
"Is it a student?"
"Meow."
"A student out of BED?!"
The man yelped as all the paintings yelled, "Shut up!" A fat man in a portrait said, "We are trying to sleep! Keep it down!" A lady with a large pink feather in her hair grunted as all the portraits murmured. Ron heard the footsteps disappear as he snuck off hastily, making way to the exit as he did so, walking down the slope of the front yards, seeing the moon high in the sky, "It's about that time." Ron muttered under his breath as he had made it too the barren Quidditch Pitch. He walked slowly into the field, through the rooms designated for athletes  whom played in the pitch at school tournaments. He walked until he reached the center of the field, just standing in the moon light. "So you came?" Draco laughed as he was standing behind Ron, only for the red head to turn around to face the boy with slick blonde hair, "This better be for a good reason, for me to be out here this late." Ron sputtered with a slightly annoyed tone, only to see Draco unbutton his Slytherin robes, removing his tie as well. "I don't know, weasel, what did I bring you out here for?" Draco laughed.

Ron's face turned slightly red as Draco was down to his white button up shirt and unzipped black pants that were underneath his cloak. "What are you doing, Draco." Ron said pretending not to realize what was happening as the other boy walked up to Ron, grabbing his hand tightly as he placed Ron's hand into his pants, grinning as he moved the other boys arm against his member.

"Draco, what if someone catches us?" Ron said as he didn't reject it and started to rub Draco willingly, yet nervously. "The only person who can see us is the man in the  moon." Draco said as he took off his pants and soon started to kiss Draco very smoothly, taking off Ron's clothes as their skin met each others in the intimate moment as they were now laying in the grass, Ron with his legs around Draco's hips as he kept kissing his neck, rhythmically thrusting into Ron as they breathed heavily, Draco let his hands clench the grass in his fist, Ron gasping each time a strong movement was made, holding onto Draco's back with his hand, scratching him slightly as the mixture of pain and pleasure thrilled his body. The moon shining down on the two as they made passionate love in the field of the quidditch pitch.