Never Happened
Disclaimer: I don't own Draco or Ron.
A/N: This is slash. Big deal. Don't flame for the pairing or that its slash.
Ron Weasley stormed out of the Hogwarts Library angrily. He and Hermione had gotten in another fight. To make matters worse, Harry was siding with her. All he really wanted was to be alone.
"Well hello there Weasel. See you've dumped Potter and that little mudblood you seem to fancy so much," a cold voice drawled.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ron asked, irritated. He really wasn't in the mood for this.
"I think you know what I want," Draco said, almost seductively. Ron stood shocked, Malfoy fancied him? Then he realized he was just messing with him. Without thinking he pounced, pushing Draco to the floor. Fists flew, legs kicked, and soon the boys were rolling down the stairs, landing in a crumpled mess.
Ron looked down at Draco, blood dripping from his lip. He looked pretty irresistible in that position. As if reading his mind, Malfoy flipped over, pinning Ron down.
"Get off of me."
"Don't tell me what to do," Malfoy whispered, kissing Ron hard on the mouth. He could feel the redhead loosen beneath him, his hands clawing at his neck.
"What are we doing?" Ron gasped, pulling away.
"Shut up Weasley." Draco was in no mood for chit chat. He paid no attention to the fact that they were snogging in the entrance hall where anyone could walk in on them. It was nine o' clock at night, everyone was hopefully tucked away in their dormitories.
Ron couldn't believe Malfoy was kissing him. It seemed gross, but it felt so good. He didn't want to stop. He could feel Draco's experienced hands, slipping inside his robes. What if someone saw them? Fuck that, who cares? This was even better than kissing Hermione.
"Someone's coming!" Weasley whispered, pushing Malfoy off. With one last kiss they parted ways, pretending that it never happened.
A/N: Really short, I know, but I didn't really have much more to say. REVIEW!!!
A Remus/Sirius fic on the way.