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Whipped Cream
Ron would never understand why they were always out of whipped cream. Every sodding time he had a chocolate sundae ready and on the go, he would open the fridge and find himself very whipped cream-less. It was a travesty is what it was!
His roommate was obviously the first suspect, but even Harry's massive sweet tooth couldn't be going through three cans a week! Then who was eating all the cream?
Suddenly, Ron's eyes lit up with understanding. Obviously, Harry's ferret of a boyfriend had been helping himself to their stash! That little wanker!
Scowling, the redhead drew himself to his full height, fully meaning to march down to Harry's room and give that Malfoy prat a piece of his mind! Seriously, just because Harry was loopy over the git didn't mean he could eat his own weight in whipped cream! Armed with such self righteous thoughts, the youngest Weasley boy marched down their hallway towards Harry's bedroom.
"Oi Malfoy!" he snapped, flinging the door open. "You and I have a bone to…AAAAAAAAH!"
"Weasley! For the love of Merlin, can't you knock?"
"Ron! Get the fuck out! What's the hell's wrong with you!"
"My eyes! It BURNS!"
"GET OUT!"
Ron raced out of the room as if rabid dogs were chasing him, screaming about horror and trauma and oh the humanity and never eating whipped cream again.
Draco Malfoy stared after his retreating form, with a smug look of self satisfaction. Then he locked the door with a quick spell and returned to the pleasurable task of licking his lover clean.
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