100 100s challenge: using the 100 word prompts, write 100 drabbles of 100 words each. No more, no less. Pairing: Draco/Ron
Disclaimer: If it was mine, would I be writing fanfiction about it? Well, yes, but the fact still stands that I am not, nor have I ever been J.K. Rowling.
Warning: Mild slash of the Draco/Ron persuasion. Implications of boykissing (in public places, woo!).
Honestly. SOOO many angst fics I have come across would be much better for the well-placed line "Shut up and kiss me." And then devolution into fluff and/or pwp. Ooh, I have recently come across what I have for lack of a better name been calling PWPOTP. Spelled out, that would be 'Plot? What Plot? Oh. That Plot.' and it is basically pwp with, well, a timeline, I suppose, as it is not really a plot but more putting the boysex scenes into some sort of context. YAY! Here is the twenty-second. Enjoy!
Prompt : browse
"Getting school supplies, Malfoy?" Ron asked, the first year book in his own hand indicating he was there for the same reason.
Draco nodded, face carefully neutral.
"Yeah."
"It's… weird, isn't it?"
"How so?"
"That you have Pansy and I have Hermione and… kids… and…"
"I am not old," Draco informed him huffily.
"No, no, I just meant… it's kind of sad, that so much has changed since our parents were here getting this stuff for us. And we've lost so much, it—"
"Shut up, stop being maudlin, and come to the back row so we can snog."
"Okay!"
And they all lived happily ever after and Pansy and Hermione were also gay for each other and their kids were gay for each other too, and rainbows and cookies and happy things. Because neither of them die! YAY!