Saki: Hi all… This is my newest harry potter oriented fic. I know the couple is a little unorthodox but this is a present for my friend Roxy .
I hope you like it (R & R plz)
"Oh…is the little weasley going to cry?" Malfoy taunted. Ron shuddered as waves of anger ran through his body. "Ron, just ignore him." Hermione urged as she tugged on Ron's sleeve. Ron shrugged her off and turned to follow her and Harry back to the castle. "Are you running away? You really are just a coward." Malfoy sneered. Ron whipped around and pulled his poorly fixed wand from his robes. "Eat your words Malfoy!" He yelled and launched a spell from his wand.
A white light shot from Ron's wand and hit Malfoy, but instead of throwing him back as intended, the light spread across his chest like oozing glue. The slime-like ooze the rebound from the blonde's chest onto Ron's then proceeded to spread and disappear. Ron and Malfoy stared at each other for a moment. Then Malfoy smirked and opened his mouth to insult the confused ginger. "Way to go-" Suddenly Ron and Malfoy were pulled together, like two opposing magnets. Both boys dug their heels into the ground, but the pull would not be halted. Malfoy howled in frustration and the invisible line tugged, sending both boys lurching forward, into each other.
Hermione gasped and harry gagged as the forced contact crushed the boys' lips together. Ron's eyes rolled back like he was about to faint, but he pulled himself together. He struggled for a brief moment, then placed his hands squarely on Malfoy's chest and pushed. Their lips broke contact and Malfoy threw his head back as far as he could. "Bloody Malfoy grunt get away from me." Malfoy started to respond but shut up quickly and began to pull him self free.
After much thrashing the boys were apart and Malfoy was stalking past the disturbed trio. Hermione was the fist to regain her composure, well most of it. "Ron, come here." She whispered. Ron nodded his head and took her outstretched hand and allowed himself to be lead inside and then to the common room, with Harry following sluggishly.
Once inside the common room and nestled between the fire and a chair Harry asked "Ron, what was that spell?" Ron looked down at Harry sitting next to his chair then look at Hermione sitting on the floor in front of him. "It… it's not a real spell, so it doesn't have a name but its' based off that old rhyme… 'I'm rubber you're glue, whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you.'"
A roar of laughter erupted from behind his chair. Ron turned his head to see Fred and George walking out from behind his seat. "Sorry little brother" Fred said. "But we saw it all from the window." George continued. "And it was more like 'you're glue, I am too, and whatever you say sticks me to you." They finished together. The twins laughed again and turned to walk away. "Wait!" Hermione hollered and shot up from the carpeted floor. "I don't under stand the last two lines of your rhyme. What do you mean what ever you say sticks me to you?" "What ever the spell was, only worked when Malfoy talked" The twins produced one final pearl of laughter and took their leave.
The next day Ron followed Harry and Hermione into their double potions class. He scanned the room for an open table as from away from Malfoy's as he could be. He spotted his desire and rushed to monopolize it before Neville longbottom could claim it as his own. He slid into the corner seat just before Neville and sighed triumphantly. Neville flashed a confused look at him and sat at the table next to him as Hermione and Harry slid into their seats.
Snape strode into the room already in full speed teacher mode. He stopped in front of the black board, still talking and began to write out the ingredients for the potion. The class waited until Snape turned and barked at them to get started before rising to get their ingredients. Ron waited until everyone had gotten their ingredients before moving to get his own. He picked up his list and walked to the ingredients cupboard.
He was halfway through his list when a flash of bleach-blonde hair caught his eye. Malfoy was standing next to him, rummaging through the cupboard. "Where's the bloody wolfs bane?" He mumbled under his breath. Ron slowly looked down at the bottle of wolfs bane in his hand. He cautiously cleared his throat and pushed his hand out towards Malfoy. "Um… here." He mumbled.
Malfoy swung around to look at Ron. He took one glance at the outstretched hand and scowled. "I don't want something a filthy Wea-" Ron yelped in surprise as his body was pulled into Malfoy's again. In his surprise Ron released the bottle, which shattered as it hit the stones.
"What are you breaking back there?" Snape shouted and turned to see who was destroying his ingredients. His eyes widened at the sight before his eyes. The rest of the class was already petrified. The wolfs bane forgotten, Snape stood still as stone.
Ron pushed against his second forced kiss in two days. Malfoy reacted similarly, shaking his head in an attempt to dislodge his lips. Malfoy jerked his head to the right and froze as a shock ran from his lips to his groin. He shook his head with vigor, trying to rid his mind and body of the offending feeling and the offending pair of lips. Ron pushed against his chest, just like before. Malfoy sucked in a shocked breath. The lighting ran through his body again.
Malfoy shivered as an intrusive thought squirmed its way into the forefront of his mind. "His lips are so…soft and-" abruptly the pull ceased. Ron pushed away with ease and staggered backwards from the force of his shove. Ron's face stung with red embarrassment. He turned away from Malfoy to face the class and his embarrassed blush deepened. The entire class, including Snape was staring wide-eyed and open mouthed at the two boys.
Ron covered his face with his hands and bolted from the room. He ran until he found a restroom, which he ducked into. Ron sat down on the restroom floor and panted. His mind was reeling. Why did this keep happening? Why did it suddenly stop this time? Why does he feel so hot? Ron looked down at himself and sucked in a startled breath. Standing proud, yet hindered, his tented jeans hid the result of his agonizing kiss with Malfoy.
T.B.C