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Movieverse. GOF. Alternate scene from Goblet of Fire.

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Murder Me Harry

Ron stood in front of the mirror. "Bloody Hell." Ron chanted as he looked at his dress robes in disgust. "Bloody, oh bloody. . ." He heard the door open behind him and saw Harry enter the dorm in the mirror.

Ron's eyes widened. Damn he looks good.

"What are those? What are those?" he demanded as he turned around. Harry raised his arms innocently, not sure what to say. He settled on "M-my dress robes."

Gods he's too damn cute when his flustered.

"Well, they're alright." Ron said looking him over. More then alright. "No lace. No dodgy little collar."

"Well," Harry started, trying to be helpful. "I except yours are more traditional."

"Traditional?" Ron gasped. "They're ancient! I look like my Great Aunt Tessie." He paused raising his arm over his head. He made a face as he sniffed the underside of the sleeve. "I smell like my Great Aunt Tessie."

Harry gave Ron's robes a sympathetic yet disgusted look. Great. He must think I look awful. Ron turned back to face the mirror. Harry stood beside him.

"Murder me Harry."

Harry looked at him in mild surprise.

"Okay." He smiled.

Before Ron could think to tell Harry that his was joking Harry had grabbed him, pinning both Ron's arms to his sides and kissed him on the mouth, hard.

Ron could smell the musky scent of Harry's shampoo and taste the mint flavor of toothpaste as his best friend continued to kiss him. He tried to talk, but the words came out as moans as Harry, not only refused to let Ron speak ,but he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Ron's mouth. Ron moaned again but he wasn't beaten yet.

He struggled against Harry and was able to break his arms free. Harry wrapped his arms around Ron's chest pulling him closer. It took all Ron's will power to not wrap his arms around Harry's neck and weave his fingers through Harry's messy hair. Ron gently pushed Harry back. "Harry," he breathed. Oh Harry. . .

"Harry." Ron repeated, trying not to get lost in Harry's eyes.

Harry stared at him with eyes slit with lust, cheeks flushed and lips bruised dark cherry.

"Yes Ron?"

"We can't do this," Ron said. "Now," he quickly added. "I mean you're a Champion. They're be expecting you soon."

"So? Let them wait. I don't want to be a Champion, or go some stupid ball. I'd much rather be here." Harry ran his hands over Ron's flank.

Ron shivered at the touch. "Harry" He said with more conviction. "We don't have time for this."

"We'll make time." Harry said licking Ron's ear.

That was the last thing either of them coherently said for the next half hour.

Ron adjusted the dodgy little collar for the hundredth time as they descended the stairs.

"Leave it alone." Harry said slapping Ron's hand away.

"But it's crooked and itchy" Ron said adjusting it again. "I wonder whose falut that is?" he asked sarcastically.

Harry smiled, a blush coming across his face. "Yeah well you shouldn't seduce me like that." He said matter of fact.

"Me? Seduce. . ?" Ron choked out but was silenced by a warning hit on the arm as Harry spotted the Patil Twins walking over to them.

"Hello, boys." They greeted Ron and Harry.

"Don't you look. . . dashing." Padma offered looking over Ron's robes.

Harry give him a secret smile.

Yeah, I do, Ron thought.

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