Ron's Dreams By HPFangirl71
He laid a trail of kisses along her pale freckled skin. His hands fisted within her fiery red hair as he tightened his grip on her hips and pumped furiously into her willing body. She was forbidden, making her all the more desirable. Her cries of ecstasy fueled him on in his sinful demise. As he released within her, he knew she was an obsession he could never truly have.
Ron Weasley awoke in a cold sweat, telling himself it was only a dream. Yes, but it was a dream about his baby sister and it shamefully scared him inside.