A/N thanks for everyone's support with me turning it into an m-preg! Keep reviewing, they make me write more.
"Wake up, Ron." Harry whispered as he kissed Ron on the cheek, "Merry Christmas." Ron opened his eyes and registered what Harry had said.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," Ron smiled and sat up then kissed Harry deeply. "Our first Christmas…" He smiled to Harry who was beaming at him. Harry got up and found the present he had hidden for Ron then gave it to him. "I should wait until everyone is awake…" Ron said putting the present aside and reaching into a drawer to get Harry's present out then gave it to him.
"I think you'll want this present now though…" Harry said then he kissed Ron deeply and straddled him. Ron smiled when Harry broke to kiss to take off his top and then worked on Ron's. Harry rubbed their chests together as he pulled the duvet off of Ron and pulled down his boxers and began to massage his thighs. Harry kisses Ron's growing erection softly and then nibbled on the tip lightly, sending shivers up and down Ron's body. Ron's hands found Harry's hair as Harry's mouth engulfed Ron's length and Ron pushed on his head to go further. Harry felt Ron hit the back of his throat but he carried on wanting to please him. Harry found a rhythm that Ron seemed to like and pumped him with his lips whilst his hands massaged his thighs. Ron released into Harry's mouth with a groan of his name and Harry swallowed and then pulled Ron's boxers back up for him. Harry looked at Ron who was lying with his eyes closed and breathing heavily and smiled. Ron sat up and kissed Harry deeply tasting himself.
"You're right," Ron smiled as he rubbed his eyes.
"Feeling better today?" Harry asked looking Ron up and down.
"Well now I do… but I feel ill still." Ron said getting up and getting dressed; Harry sighed and got dressed too.
"Come on boys! It's Christmas!" Ginny's voice said from the other side of the bedroom door as she knocked on it to wake them up. Ron opened the door and she looked shocked to see him up already. "You're up!" She said with wide eyes and then went downstairs. Harry grabbed their presents and followed Ron downstairs.
"Merry Christmas!" Ron's family chirped at them when they appeared. They all went into the living room and exchanged their presents. Ron opened Harry's first, he had got a new pair of Quidditch dragon hide gloves.
"These are fantastic!" Ron smiled and pecked Harry on the cheek. "Open yours." Harry picked up the roughly wrapped present from Ron and ripped it open to reveal a book on how to become an Auror.
"Thanks, Ron!" Harry smiled and patted his legs.
A little while later after everyone had opened their presents; equipped with new sweaters knitted by Mrs. Weasley, they were given a huge meal. Harry looked at Ron who was still just staring at his food with a disgusted expression and put a hand onto his knee under the table.
"You're still not eating, dear." Mrs. Weasley said seeing Ron playing with his food. "We'll get you booked in soon." She smiled and Ron nodded, he hated seeing doctors of any sort. Harry squeezed his knee under the table and Ron put a hand onto his and took a bite of sausage.
"Want to go outside?" Harry asked Ron when everyone started disappearing from the table. Ron nodded and they went outside to the cold icy air, there were a few inches of snow on the floor and it was still snowing lightly. Harry grabbed Ron's hand and they walked around the garden, snowflakes landing in the boys' hair making it wet and fall down their faces. Ron's long hair straightened slightly when it was wet and it looked even longer, Harry's just flattened itself a bit. Harry stopped walking and took Ron into a hug and then kissed him passionately. "I love you, so much." Harry smiled, "Don't you ever forget it." Ron blushed but smiled and kissed Harry again.
"I love you too," Ron smiled a little breathlessly. "I'm freezing lets go back inside." Ron said leading Harry back indoors and up to his bedroom. Ron pushed Harry up against the wall and pushed his wet hair from his face and Harry did the same to Ron. "How can we pass a cold day like this…?" Ron smiled as he kissed Harry's neck.
"I've got an idea," Harry said walking over to his trunk; he pulled out a box of flavoured condoms. "Better start to use protection…" Harry smiled and Ron shrugged and nodded.
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"My stomach hasn't hurt today," Ron said as he and Harry went downstairs to have Christmas dinner.
"You haven't eaten still though," Harry said looking Ron up and down.
"Are you going to try to eat some dinner, Ron?" Mrs. Weasley asked as they walked down the stairs. Ron nodded seeing that Harry was staring at him and they sat down and Mrs. Weasley served several servings of dinner. Harry watched Ron take small bites of food every now and then to keep his mother happy, but he still thought he looked rather pale.
"Let's try our crackers!" Fred said passing out some crackers him and George had made themselves after everyone had finished eating.
"Are they dangerous?" Mrs. Weasley asked eyeing the twins suspiciously.
"Oh mother. Would we ever make anything dangerous?" George said looking to Fred.
"Yes." Ginny answered taking a cracker. Once everyone had a cracker Fred and George pulled theirs first, everyone waited for a large explosion but nothing happened. Fred and George were smiling to each other when suddenly a loud crack came out of the cracker and a jet of light which exploded into red and green Christmas trees that slowly glittered to nothing.
"Wow!" Mr. Weasley said and then he gestured for everyone to pull their crackers. There was an explosion of cracks and Christmas trees when everyone pulled their crackers and Fred and George were looking proudly to everyone.
"Another great invention boys!" Mr. Weasley said proudly to them and everyone nodded, even Mrs. Weasley.
"They flew off the shelves for Christmas," George said.
"And it's our first time selling them!" Fred continued, the way they take turns talking.
Mrs. Weasley got up from the table and went into the living room with Mrs. Weasley. They turned on the TV and started to watch the Christmas special.
"Sorry, it's like a ritual…" Ron whispered as him and Harry walked into the living room. After the TV show Mrs. Weasley turned on the radio and waited for her favourite singer, when she started singing everyone sunk into their seats for a very long half hour. Harry stared at Ron who was staring back and he put a hand onto his leg and started stroking up his thigh. Ron winked at Harry and shuffled nearer to him and rested his head on Harry's shoulder.
When Mrs. Weasley's favourite singer finally reached an end everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Harry and Ron went upstairs.
"Glad that's finally over, every year she makes us listen to that woman whining." Ron said sitting onto his bed. Harry smiled and nodded politely and sat next to Ron.
"You seem to be felling better," Harry said kissing Ron's cheek.
"I'm just getting used to feeling sick all the time…" Ron said kissing Harry back. "At least it's stopped hurting."
"You need to eat then."
"But I feel sick…" Ron said and Harry pushed him playfully.
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It was Boxing Day and Ron woke up from feeling sick again, but he was getting used to this by now. Harry woke up and started to stroke Ron's hair as Ron had his head on his chest this time. Ron rubbed his stomach automatically, not like it would make a difference. He noticed that he's stomach felt bloated and wondered why because he hadn't eaten much lately. Ron got up and went out to the bathroom, leaving Harry in bed.
Ron splashed cold water onto his face to try and wake him up and looked into the mirror. He was still pale and his cheekbones were showing up a bit more then usual. His amber hair was longer then ever and still as messy, falling down to his shoulders with slight curls. Ron looked down to his stomach to see it still bloating out. Great, he thought examining himself in the mirror. Ron went back into his bedroom where Harry was waiting for him. Ron closed the door behind him and felt Harry's arms wrap around his stomach.
"Don't squeeze me…" Ron said turning around and looking down into Harry's green eyes. "I'm getting fat." He laughed when Harry's felt his stomach.
"You still look sexy to me…" Harry said and kissed Ron deeply, his hands snaking around Ron's backside. Harry pushed his tongue through Ron's lips and wrestled for dominance, he then started to kiss down Ron's jaw line and he took off Ron's top.
"I'm embarrassed now…" Ron said putting his hands over his stomach. Harry just laughed and kissed his stomach and then worked his kisses up to Ron's nipples and bit them gently. "Ah!" Ron whispered when Harry's teeth touched his nipples.
"Sorry!" Harry said stepping back from Ron, "I didn't think I was doing it that hard."
Ron rubbed his nipple and smiled to Harry and then pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. Ron pulled off Harry's top and kissed the bare skin and worked his kisses down to Harry's trousers which he pulled down. Ron pulled down Harry's boxers and licked down his growing erection lightly, sending shivers up Harry's body. Ron smiled up to Harry who was breathing heavily now and then took in his length and stroked his thighs. Ron built up a rhythm and Harry's hands found his hair and pushed Ron onto him further. Harry reached the back of Ron's throat but Ron was good at suppressing the urge to gag now and carried on, getting faster and obeying Harry's hands on his head. Ron felt Harry tense up and he knew what was coming next, Harry released into Ron's mouth with a gasp. Ron crawled under the duvet and pulled it over them both and he rested his head on Harry's fast beating heart, listening to him calm down.
There was a knock at the door and Harry jumped out of bed and threw on some clothes and Ron pulled the duvet up to his chin. Mrs. Weasley came in and smiled at Harry who was standing by the window now and sat on the bed next to Ron.
"How are you feeling dear?" Mrs. Weasley said putting a hand onto Ron's cheek.
"Still ill and tired…" Ron shrugged.
"Have you eaten today?" His mum asked brushing his hair from his eyes. Ron shot a quick look over to Harry whose arm he was leaning on slipped off of the windowsill. Ron suppressed his laughter and shook his head. "I'll ring the healer tomorrow; you can never get hold of anyone on Boxing Day." Mrs. Weasley smiled and left them alone again. When the door closed behind her Ron started giggling at Harry who blushed.