It was mid July and Harry Potter was on his honeymoon with Ron, they spend two months sailing around on a cruise. Harry and Ron had just stepped aboard while taking in the luxurious appearance and atmosphere around them, when suddenly a man popped up behind the couple.
" oh hello you must the happy couple, aren't you just darling" purred the man while doing several hand actions.
Harry had just turned round to face the man who had just purred in his ear while Ron wrapped an arm protectively around Harry's waist.
The man that now stood facing Harry looked to be in his early twenties, he had long blonde hair, blue eyes and was tanned. Harry stood there staring at the man open mouthed while blinking several times.
The man stepped up to Harry, lent over and whispered " your so cute when you leave your mouth open like that"
Harry immediately shut his mouth and blushed bright red still not taking his eyes off this gorgeous man in front of him.
"well excuse me but me and MY HUSBAND must be going now" Ron replied starting to get angry at the man who was shamelessly flirting with Harry.
"Well I'll catch you later then ducky" said the man while blowing a kiss at Harry.
Ron then stormed off grabbing Harry on the way while using some colourful curses.
"who does the bloody hell did that dick head think he was"
"fucking idiot, I swear if he comes the fuck near us again I'll cut off his bloody bits and feed to the sharks, the wanker" Ron vented while stomping down the hall.
Ron finally ran out of curses when they reached the honeymoon suite. Ron then stopped by the door, bent down and kissed Harry while picking him up and carrying him over the threshold.
"oh Harry I'm going to do things to you that you've never imagined and you'll be screaming for release"
"Ohhh yeah that's about right, me screaming for you to get the fuck off me and to release me from the bloody magical bonds you tied me to, is more friggin like it" mumbled Harry while trying to make his escape.
'after all this time I thought I loved Ron, I must have been bloody brain dead at the time, after all he's still the skinny, freckled little prick he was in the first year, I'd have a better time marrying Draco at least he's god damn hot, I WANT A DIVORCE"