This is a first in a lot of ways. My first Harry Potter fanfiction. It's also my first attempt to write the Ron/Draco pairing. Also this is the first drabble I've ever written. For those of you who don't know drabble is a piece of fanfiction of 100 words. I do not own the characters that I write about here.
I Think of You
Every teenager has fantasies, at least this is what Ron tells himself, when he lays in bed at night feeling the heat creep slowly up his body, letting his hands roam down under the sheets. He can't fantasize about Hermione; she's a girl and his friend. He can't think of Harry either, because Harry's his best friend and that would be wrong. Yet every one needs fantasies, it's normal and it doesn't mean anything. That's what Ron tells himself, as he leans back in the dark and thinks of silk blond hair, and blue eyes that burn like ice.