Red&Blonde
Hey guys! This is my first Ron/Draco short, so tell me what do you think about it, please! Thanks a lot for reading!
"Ron?! Are you listening to me? RON!", Hermione called him louder, above all the noise.
They were in the middle of a Gryffindor/Slytherin Quidditch game and Ron was not focus on what Harry was doing and Hermione noticed it.
"What?", he asked, confused.
"Where are you looking at?", she raised an eyebrow.
"Wh- Nowhere! Let's focus on the game, Mi!"
Hermione hid a small smile and started to shout at Harry to catch the Snitch.
However, Ron couldn't take his eyes from some blonde who was flying quicker than the wind. What was happening with him? He sighed. He felt his heart beating incredibly faster when, for a few seconds, Draco looked back to him and their looks crossed.
Ron knew he was blushing harder than ever with those eyes fixed on him. He looked away, trying to control his breathing.
What's wrong with me?, he thought, in complete panic. Why was he feeling that way? Because of Draco Malfoy? It was insane and totally inappropriate. He shook his head and tried not to feel anything. It was impossible.
-xxx-
When the game had finished, Ron and Hermione walked towards Harry, who was waiting for them in front of the bath's door, as usual. Ron smiled openly when he saw him and shouted "Hey mate, we won!", as Hermione run, hugging him.
They were talking and laughing, when they heard someone behind them.
"You can laugh today, but you'll be crying the next time."
They turned, facing Draco.
"Just accept that you lost once again.", Hermione answered back.
"I lost the game, that's all.", he said, looking at Ron, who felt his cheeks burning and his heart jumping inside his chest.
Hermione look to Ron and realized everything. She couldn't understand nor believe in it. However, she decided not to tell anything and pretend she didn't know.
-xxx-
Draco was feeling the water falling on his naked body, not even bother that they have lost the game. All he could think about was those blue eyes, that red hair and those little freckles he has just realized Ron had all through his face. He was smiling, without even noticing. When he did, he panicked and freaked out, insulting himself. It was impossible.
-xxx-
Later in bed, Ron was denying his feeling as hard as he could. However, it was so hard for him not to think about how perfect Draco was. Every single part of him. He was so beautiful. Ron smiled, censuring himself mentally. What was he thinking about? What was that he was feeling?
"No!", he told himself, mentally. "You'll stop this bullshit and move on. This is just something from your head. C'mon, Ron, don't be imbecile."
He shook his head, convincing himself he hadn't a crush on Draco Malfoy.
He told himself that with so much certainty that he started to believe it.
-xxx-
"Really, Draco? With so many hot girls out there, you're thinking about a man? Worse, a Weasley? You're really out of your mind, man.", he kept telling himself. "You need to stop taking all those things Blaise and Pansy give you, they're leaving you insane."
He spent hours assuring himself it was just the drugs' effects, nothing else. It couldn't be. What would people say if they even dream about it? A Malfoy and a Weasley! He wanted to laugh at such a ridiculous idea.
He eventually started to believe in it. It was impossible, obviously.
THE END