Paint Thy Love Black and Blue
Chapter 4
Teaching the Lion How to Dance
"Come on Ron today's Halloween which means the party is today!" Seamus said excitedly pushing him to wake him up.
"Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!" Ron whined pulling the blanket over his head. Classes had been canceled that day so the teachers could set up the Great Hall. Everyone's food was being delivered to their common rooms so everyone was pretty much getting ready early because they couldn't wait. Except the fact the dance didn't start until 6:00.
"Come on Ron it's 4:30 we let you sleep in all day you have to get ready now!" Seamus yelled. Harry stepped up coughing, "Allow me, Petricium Laeta!" he stated and a large stream of ice cold water shot out of his wand.
"COLD! Coldcoldcoldcoldcoldcold!" Ron chattered jumping out of bed and spotting Harry and Seamus laughing at him and Dean and Neville coughing hard.
"Why you little…RAH!" Ron shouted sticking his hands out his purple flames spewing out at them.
"Woah!" Seamus and Harry yelled ducking.
"You! Get! Back! Here!" Ron punctuated each word with a thrown fireball that puffed out whenever they hit something besides Harry or Seamus.
"Well you weren't waking up Ron! You only have an hour and a half to get ready!" Harry screamed and Ron paused, his fire throwing his eyes widening.
"Are you serious!" he screamed grabbing a towel and running into the bathroom slamming the door as he went.
The guys in the room blinked before Ron rushed out grabbed his costume and rushed back in.
One hour later
"Come on Ron are you done yet!?" Harry yelled banging on the door.
"Um… you know what I don't think I want to go anymore. You guys just go without me I'll be fine here!" he shouted.
Harry was starting to get annoyed, "Ron Weasley you come out of that bathroom right now or I am bringing Hermione and Ginny up here to make you come out!" he yelled stomping his foot.
Ron was quiet for a second before the lock slowly turned and Ron stepped out.
It was completely quiet in the dorm room, before Seamus dropped his hat as they all gaped at him.
Ron was in his lion costume looking completely fabulous he had the collar around his neck and jingly bracelets around the gloves, fakes claws coming from the tips of his fingers. His hair was mused looking wild as if he had just gotten off a broom ride but not as crazy as Harry's. Three whisker marks were drawn on each cheek and his tail waved behind him. He looked nervously around at the others from the silence.
"Well how does it look?" he asked twirling and Harry patted Ron absently on the shoulder.
"Ron you have never looked better," he stated, Ron grinned happily regaining his cocky attitude.
"Yeah Ron but I only have one question," Seamus said and Ron arched an eyebrow. "Where do you plan on putting your wand?" he asked cheekily and they all groaned hitting him with pillows. "Hey it was just a question!" he yelped and Ron stuck his nose up at him.
"Finnegan don't make me scratch you," Ron said brandishing his fake claws. Seamus mock cowered before Ron started laughing.
"Come on let's go shock the girls," Dean said as they headed down stairs.
"No wait I want to see their reactions when they see Ron so you stay here and we're going to introduce you," Seamus said excitedly.
"Do I have a choice?" Ron slumped and they all laughed before heading down the stairs.
A couple seconds later Harry's voice could be heard from the common room, "Presenting Ronald Weasley in his beautiful ensemble!" Ron sighed before putting his shoulders back and a cocky smirk on and walking down the stairs. He struck a pose at the bottom of the stairs with a smirk looking satisfied when he saw their reaction.
"Thank you I would like to thank the little people for this," he said. The girls looked gob smacked and Hermione pulled a Seamus dropping her toy gun her mouth wide open.
"Wow," Ginny whispered her eyes wide.
"Blaise is going to have a heart attack!" Hermione squealed as they started gushing over his costume.
Finally they finished talking and left the common room heading down the stairs towards the Great Hall. Everyone was standing outside the doors not paying attention to the people on the stairs so no one noticed the gryffendors when they came down.
"Well if you will excuse me I got to go find my date," Hermione chirped walking away. Everyone soon left leaving Ron by himself and he huffed leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He stood there for a little before he saw Blaise exiting the dungeons talking to Malfoy. Blaise wore a muggle punk costume. He had on baggy leather pants that hung low and a tight shirt with a leather jacket thrown over it. Chains hung from his pockets and his hair was spiked with huge combat boots and fake piercings and a tattoo ran up his neck of a silver serpents. Ron waited patiently for him to spot him and let a smirk fix on to his face when he saw him.
SCENE CHANGE
Blaise looked around the gathered crowd absently listening to Draco talk. He was looking for his date, who was seemingly missing from the hall when he saw a flash of red near the back wall. He turned his attention to him and felt his mouth drop in shock when he saw Ron who gave him a smirk.
"Holy crap," Blaise whispered and Draco gave him a scandalized look having never gotten that reaction from Blaise before. He looked towards where he was looking and felt his mouth drop also.
"Is that Weasley?!" he hissed and Blaise nodded a grin setting on his face.
"Yep," he replied before walking towards Ron a smug smirk setting on his face.
"That is so unfair," Draco whispered sulkily as Blaise was now in the company of possibly the hottest guy in the room.
"Evening Weasley you look fabulous," Blaise said not above giving out compliments where they were do. It seemed his choice of words were the correct ones as Ron gave him a hundred watt smile.
"You to all though I'm surprised, a muggle costume?" he questioned and Blaise smirked setting his hands on his fake whip which Ron just now noticed.
"Perfect costume to tame a lion apparently," he said silkily watching amusedly as Ron blushed a deep red.
"Oh no I'm going to be hearing those jokes for weeks," he complained.
"But I'm worth it right?" Blaise asked Ron gave him a contemplative look a relaxed smile filtering across his face.
"We'll see," he whispered and finally they opened the doors to the great hall and the students pushed their way through. Blaise snatched up Ron's hand making Ron blush and look at the ground as he smoothly led them through the crowd.
"Oh wow," Ron whispered when he had caught sight of the inside of the great hall. The lights had been dimmed real low with strobe lights flashing through. Bat balloons flew through the air and music was blaring from the stage where a DJ was set up blaring music from magical speakers. A large table lined the wall full of refreshments and small circular tables were around the room while a large space was left empty for people to dance in.
"The professors really out did themselves," Blaise stated, back to his usual attitude. "Although I would be careful about the drinks, more then likely someone's going to spike them at some point."
"This is awesome!" Ron squealed and dragged Blaise over to the refreshment table happily eating a sugar cookie. Blaise looked down at all the sugary candy spread out on the table his eyebrow arched deciding not to go there.
Ron was happily sipping some punch and turned to Blaise who was looking distastefully down at the food. Ron mouth turned up a little, "You know I don't think the candy is going to hurt you." He said his amusement shining through his voice making Blaise scowl.
"I didn't come to pig out on candy," he said flicking his eyes away from the sight. Ron sighed setting his drink down and turning fully to look at his fiancé.
"Then what do you want to do?" he asked leaning against the table. Blaise's eyes traveled down his lean stomach that was stretched out from leaning against the table and traveled up to the collar and over his face. He licked his lips murmuring, "I could think of something."
"Hm?" Ron asked tilting his brown eyes back to him and Blaise shook his head instead asking him a question.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked holding out his hand with a handsome smirk. Ron looked indecisive before hesitantly taking his hand.
"I got to warn you though I'm not the best dancer in the world," he warned looking worriedly at the dance floor. Only a few couples were on the dance floor others dancing in groups with friends. However he let himself be lead to the floor even though his mind was blaring Danger! Danger!
They finally made it to the dance floor a steady beat was playing and Ron stood there in front of Blaise looking embarrassed. Blaise grabbed Ron's hips and slowly started to sway to the music closing his eyes.
"Just relax," he whispered bending down into Ron's ear and whispering, "Just move with the beat, don't think about anyone watching you, just dance." Ron closed his eyes focusing on the music and moving to the beat loosing himself happily to the music.
Slowly the floor got more and more crowded and the music got steadily faster. Soon Ron found himself being spun around and twirled he was laughing his face split into a large grin. He danced long and hard and his face was flushed from all the activity.
"Hey!" Blaise shouted to him over the music, Ron looked into his face still being swung around.
"Yeah?!" he yelled back and Blaise twirled Ron into him with Ron's back against Blaise's stomach. Blaise held his hands crossed over his stomach but surprisingly he didn't twirl him out instead starting to grind into him rubbing against his back and hips.
"How's about we try something different?" he whispered in a husky baritone voice sending shivers down his back. Blaise grinded his hips into Ron's jolting Ron back into reality. Ron laid his head down on Blaise's shoulder and started to grind back into the other a thin layer of sweat decorating his forehead. His brown eyes were closed and he was softly panting as the music got faster and they grinded even harder against each other. Finally after a while Ron had to get something to drink and he said so to Blaise who nodded and reluctantly let go. Ron grinned and walked over to the punch bowl and poring some punch into each cup. He took a sniff of it and wrinkled his nose at the slight smell of alcohol before shrugging and taking a sip.
He walked over to his table and was annoyed to see a crowd of girls around Blaise flirting with him if it was any indication from the blonde who was batting her eyes in a simpering manner. Suddenly Ron felt a surge of possessiveness run through him and he narrowed his eyes at the blonde as she placed her little hands on Blaise's shoulder. Without even thinking of the consequences of his actions he sauntered over to him setting their cups down on the table.
"Hey Blaise," he said seductively sitting down sideways in the slytherin's lap and tilting his head back placing a long and heated kiss on his lips while mentally cheering as after a second Blaise enthusiastically responded wrapping his hands around Ron's waist. Ron then pulled away a smile working his face before turning his head slightly to see the girls from before staring at him in open mouthed shock. Ignoring them he reached for the cups he had retrieved and brought one to Blaise's lips.
"You must be thirsty from all that dancing," he said, Blaise obediently opened his mouth letting Ron poor the concotion down his throat. He stopped at one point as a little drink spilled from the side of Blaise's mouth. Ron lifted a finger and wiped it off sticking it into his lips and sucking on it, not even thinking about the consequences of that action. Blaise and the girls however watched in awe at the erotic motion Blaise feeling a hard on striving to break free.
Ron finished sucking the drink off and let mock innocence spread over his face as he acknowledged the girls and turned to Blaise, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friends?" he asked tilting his head. The girls made a mumbled excuse before fleeing the scene faces as red as ripe tomatoes.
Ron let loose a satisfied smirk, "Hm wonder what got into them?" he questioned before looking down at the boy he was sitting on. Blaise was looking back at him in amusement a smug smirk working on his face however his eyes were darkened with lust from the others previous actions.
"My my, what a possessive little boy you are," he said and Ron flushed, lightly shrugging deciding not to answer that statement. Blaise's smirked widened pulling the others face down closer to his, "Now don't go and get shy on me, you seemed perfectly willing a moment ago. Just because there isn't an audience doesn't mean you should stop performing," he said his eyes half lowered in lust.
"I don't know," Ron said his hands going up to entangle into Blaise's hair and his brown eyes smoldering into the others deep blue, "You think you can keep up with my acting?" he whispered and Blaise growled at him his eyes going hot. He pulled Ron's head down and smashed his lips on Ron's unyielding in his hunger. His tongue against the others, the hot muscle dancing as they fought for dominance, Ron's fake nails were digging into Blaise's hair. Ron detached his lips from the others to take a breath and started placing open mouthed kisses on the others neck nibbling lightly on his chin. It was all instinctual Ron having never done this with anyone before. Ron's hands ran up the others shirt, Blaise shedding his leather jacket so Ron had better access.
Suddenly they both heard some coughing and Ron pulled away flushing lightly when he saw the amused faces of his friends staring back at him.
"Damn it Hermione why'd you make 'em stop?" Seamus whined and Ron felt his face blush even more at the comment sending Seamus a scathing look.
"What do you think this is, a free peep show?" he snarked annoyed at being interrupted, Blaise also had a large scowl on his face.
"Sorry Ron, they kept insisting to come over," Hermione said apologetically. Ron however was not satisfied with the excuse and sniffed turning his head away. He got up from his seat and pulled Blaise up with him, "Come on Blaise let's go dance away from all these peeping Tom's."
Blaise scowled back at the table as they all started laughing, "Your friends are annoying," he stated and Ron sighed gustily at the words his eye twitching.
"I know."
Time Skip
Ron and Blaise had separated for a while to hang out with their friends although Blaise kept shooting hungry looks to the animated red head, who was cheerfully ignoring all the looks being sent his way. Blaise felt the dark shadow of jealousy rise up making his ice like eyes stare down the ones staring at HIS fiancé.
"I did not know jealousy was your cup of tee Blaise," said the amused voice of Draco Malfoy. Blaise snapped his eyes away from the other boys and focused on the extremely amused blonde. He harrumphed at the other.
"I don't get jealous and you would do well to remember that Malfoy," Draco raised his hands in a placating manner turning to look at the boy preoccupying his friends mind.
"Usually I would agree with you Blaise, but obviously not as you look ready to hang all of the people looking at Weasley," he said. Blaise remained silent shrugging the statement away.
"Perhaps, but I do not have to worry about such matters," he finally conceded his eyes stopped glaring at the others and a smugly satisfied look came to his face.
"Oh?" Draco cocked an eyebrow his curiosity showing at the firm statement. "Do tell."
Blaise sloshed his drink around in his cup before a smirk showed, "Let's just say that Weasley knows who he belongs to." He whispered his eyes sliding up the others form.
Draco's eyes widened, "You didn't…?" he started only to have Blaise shake his head.
"No, in fact it was he who initiated it," he said and then explained to Draco what had happened with the girls while Draco listened in amazement.
"I didn't think Weasley had the balls," Draco responded obviously impressed with the story. It seemed as if Blaise had found himself a catch the likes of no other.
"Neither did I," admitted Blaise, "But it seems I am continually being surprised by him. He is," Blaise searched for a word, "very independent, which is why I have to be more careful in how I handle him. One wrong move and I could alienate him for life unfortunately I can never guess what might set him off."
Draco arched an eyebrow at the confession while Blaise nodded his head, "Did I tell you yet? I don't suppose I did as I can't remember but anyways the day it was announced that the ball was going to be held I followed Weasley out of the Great Hall. He was muttering to himself about something or other and I stopped to talk to him. Of course are conversation steered towards the ball. I mentioned briefly about how I was taking him to the party and he got extremely annoyed at me," he said.
Draco cut in, "What did he expect he was going to go with someone else?" the sneer was clearly shown in his tone.
Blaise jumped at this, "That's what I thought to! I told him in no uncertain terms that he wasn't going to be going with anyone else but me. But then he said something that shocked me."
Draco rolled his eyes, "What did he plan to go with Potter?" he snorted. Blaise narrowed his eyes at the blonde showing his annoyance before it turned back to amusement.
"No. He told me to get off my high horse and that he hadn't planned on going with anyone except me. He was pissed off because I hadn't asked him to the dance."
Draco looked baffled for a second at this discovery and opened his mouth to comment but suddenly was interrupted by a cough. They both turned to see the object of their conversation standing there.
"Malfoy," he indicated nodding his head, Draco nodded back and Ron turned his attention to Blaise. He grinned and snatched up his arm dragging him away. "Come on Blaise I want to dance some more!"
Blaise looked over his shoulder at Draco and grinned widely in such a smug way Draco could only toast him with his cup in awe. No one had ever succeeded in taming a Weasley before but, Draco thought, I think Blaise was as close to it as anyone was ever going to get.
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