L&B Kings

I've spent a considerable time on this one, yet I feel as though this one is slightly pale, and needs something (This feeling has been a trend in my writing lately...) This is still the best I could come up with.

-This is another apology post, for not updating as much as I should...-

Disclaimer: I clearly don't own L&B's, nor do I want to.

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A year after they parted ways at gate 9¾, Ron saw Draco Malfoy. It was rather a shock as he had thought that he would never lay eyes on the blonde again. Hermione was doing some work in the area and asked him to meet her there for a lunch date, which he was, unsurprisingly, late to. So the shock in seeing Draco wasn't so great as the surprise of seeing him in the muggle part of London.

The blonde looked less than far out of place, standing on a corner, waiting for the light to change, fumbling in his pocket for something. And then Ron was startled even more when Draco pulled out a silver box of L&B Kings, and a small red lighter.

Ron hurried towards him, but suddenly it seemed a great crowd had formed between them, and they were all intent on keeping the two former Hogwarts students apart. He saw the light change, and almost in slow motion, Draco began to step forward, blowing out a breath of smoky air as he did so. In desperation, Ron called, "Draco!"

The blonde stiffened and looked around, his eyes searching, and when they found Ron they widened in astonishment. Draco spun away and quickened his pace across the street.

The ponce was running away from him! Ron called Draco's name again and finally pulled through the crowd, reaching Draco in the middle of the street.

"What do you want now, Weasley?" Draco growled, looking away, clearly upset that he had been caught.

Ron grinned, "A smoke?"

Draco narrowed his eyes and made to get away, but Ron stepped forward and stopped him, "Please leave me alone, Weasley. I've got a meeting to go to."

"In the middle of muggle London?"

"Yes," Draco said primly, and tilted his chin up.

Cars started honking at them and Ron realized they were still in the middle of the street. He hurried to the other end and pulled Draco with him.

"Well, just so you know, you blend in very well. I would have mistaken you for a muggle if I didn't know better."

"Is it the jacket? It's by some guy named Giorgio Armani." Draco sniffed, and brushed invisible dust from his sleeve, "I always hated foreigners, but it does the job, I guess."

Ron laughed, "No, I mean the lighter. How'd you learn how to use one of them?"

"Imitation and necessity. I couldn't very well walk into an area of muggles and use my wand, could I? It would certainly garner unwanted attention." Draco glanced quickly at Ron, and then took another drag of his cigarette.

"I'm mostly surprised you've continued to smoke. I warned you it was a nasty habit."

Draco refused to meet his eyes, and Ron was intrigued. Draco seemed...frightened? Of what?

Ron took a leaned closer to inspect the blond more closely, and suddenly Draco flushed and stepped away,"Yes, well. It's been pleasant, Weasley, but I must go." He hurried off down the street.

Ron called after him playfully, "Thought I told you to call me Ron?" and smiled as Draco's ears reddened and he nearly tripped over a rubbish bin.

After the morning by the lake at Hogwarts, Ron had never really thought about Draco, except that he was now another wizard that knew the effect of cigarettes. Then that day at the train station occurred, and after that Ron had always wondered about Draco. The expression on the Slytherin's face as he fell through the portal remained seared in Ron's memory. Seeing him again had felt strangely refreshing, and somehow Ron's heart felt like it was dancing in excitement.

Ron was suddenly eager to see Draco again. It was going to be interesting.

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This was totally random for me, a few weeks ago I woke up with a picture in my head of Ron and Draco, and it just hung around my head until I wrote it down. Mostly it was an image of them both in muggle London as Draco looks all posh with his designer jacket whilst lighting a cigarette and Ron looks all shocked from a distance. I really wish I wasn't a failure at drawing so I could show you the image in my head of them. (Btw, if anyone is good with that, it would be killer awesome to see)...I think it kind of branched off of my Marlboro Red chapter...

P.S. - I originally wrote this in Draco's POV, and you will never guess what sort of "meeting" I had him going to...In fact, if someone can, I'll promise to update sooner...maybe...I'll promise to definitely TRY to update sooner...