Well hi there all!!!! How are you? It's great to see that people reviewed
and thanks to all those who did!
Ashley: That's me! The author!
Iljana: I know! Doesn't it suck to not get a review? If you could e-mail me some of your story translations (cuz I know some R in German) I'd really appreciate it!
Mandy: Thanx! And guess what?.I wrote more! Hehehe! I'm a dork!
Dawn: Don't worry! I don't want to see you get upset! I'll write more! *rushes over and begins to write chapter 3* Also, I know a Dawn.she's my cousin. She's supposed to be sending me a birthday gift.hmmm. *looks out the mail slot* Not here yet!
Deutzy: I LUV TOM FELTON AS WELL [as you saw in my previous and later disclaimer]!!!!!!! Draco is so hot [I am a massive dork!] and I think there's something behind those cold grey eyes that we have yet to discover!
Cindy: I luv the word kewl and I luv to write in caps.as we have already seen [looks at message above hers]. I also know a Cindy. Do u live in Virginia?
Rebbie: SilverDragon and BigRed..I like it! Would you mind if I try and use it later on in the story? I hope not.I really like those nicknames.
I hope you all can come up with some things you would like to see happen cuz I have a window of nothingness that needs to be filled before we get to the 3rd Task..I have the 1st Task idea already. So..read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Oh yeah! ::sigh:: I hate this part.I don't own anything but the plot! Wish I owned at least Rupert Grint, Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe .a girl can dream right!
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Chpt 2
It was morning and the slight chill of the night began to lift from the castle. Though the bitter coldness between two friends had only intensified. Ron made sure he was up and out of the dormitory before anyone else was up.especially a certain underage contestant in the Tournament. Besides, he needed time to think things through. About Harry and his recent confirmation into the Triwizard Tournament as the 4th contestant. But, also he needed some time to sort out the previous evening's events.
He had sex with Malfoy. His archenemy. The son of a known Death Eater. The boy who has made the past four years of his life a living Hell. And he had fucked him yesterday. Ron internally sighed as he pulled his sweater vest on. He pulled on his robe, tie around his neck undone, and headed down to the Great Hall. He had once wandered down to the Great Hall in the early morning hours. At that time a few students were there but it was, for once, quiet and that's what he needed right now. A time to reflect in peace.
'How can I be.well I do like Fleur, so that can't be it?' Ron thought, as he looked out the window in the direction o f the Beauxbaton carriage. Ron continued to ponder his situation.
Ron reached the great oak doors of the hall and yanked them open. It seems he was the first one there, he thought as he closed the door. He briskly walked toward his designated table, wanting to sit and revel in the silence. As he slipped into his thoughts, he felt someone's presents looming behind him.
"Go away, Hermione. I don't feel like talking right now. Could you please layoff and stop following me around?"
"Thankfully, I'm not that Mudblood. But if you still feel that way, I'll leave." An iced-laced voice breathed.
"Malfoy?" Ron whispered as he turned and saw the blonde.
"I see you've already changed your mind about the whole first name business."
"Yeah, well, sorry if I refuse to remember yesterdays goings-on!"
"What a shame. I couldn't stop thinking about it. You made me scream your name a half dozen times while in my dorm." Draco had, in the process of explaining his after-dark pleasures, managed to seat himself next to the Gryffindor, resting his chin on his shoulder, whispering sensuously slow into his ear.
"Nice to know, Malfoy." Truth be told, it was nice, deliciously nice to know that Malfoy thoroughly enjoyed last night. The image that was forming in front of Ron's mind eye was entertaining to say the least. Malfoy, strewn across his bed, nude stroking himself with Ron's name on his lips. This picture awoken a certain member of Ron's
"I'd hope so, Weasley." A quick peck on the ear. A hand lowering. "I've always wanted to fuck you on this table."
"Fuck me?" Ron's voice lowered as Draco's fingertips lightly drew circles over and ever-growing member.
"Yes. You fucked me. Quite nicely, if I may say so."
"You may." The red-haired boy raised his hips slightly to have more pressure applied to his crotch area. "At least you were able to sit."
Draco smiled. "A handy numbing spell."
"Draco," whispered Ron deliriously.
"Say my name again. You make it sound as if it was such the aphrodisiac."
Lust darken brown eyes met sexually clouded grey.
"Draco. I've never done anything.be careful."
"You did pretty good last night." Draco slid one hand over his lover's shoulder and pulled the robe off gingerly.
"Well.that's different."
"Shh." Draco placed a finger over Ron's lips. Ron, in turn, drew the finger into his mouth, suckling it. Draco closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. "You really know how to use that mouth off yours. I'll have to remember that for later." Draco withdrew his finger and replaced it with is lips over the redhead's.
The kiss was just as fierce and intensely passionate as last night's. Hands desperately removing clothes so heated skin could mesh and rub up against each other. Draco's hand had lowered to Ron's back and the other cleared the table. The clatter of metal plates and other eatery echoed throughout the hall. Neither boys were aware of their surroundings, only the other boy's pleasure, his receiving and giving.
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Ron: Ha! Thought you were going to get more. Well, I don't think so! This is my private life after all.
Draco: Calm down my sweet. Save some of that energy for the bedroom.or table in this case.
Ron: *blush*
November02: Thank you, Draco.
Draco: Your ever so welcome. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be having so much fun.
Ron: Malfoy! You're supposed to be on my side! I don't appreciate have our dirty-
Draco: And filthy.
Ron: -laundry aired out by her. *points at Nov.02*
November02: What did I do? I just wanted to give the people something good and juicy to read.but if you want me to stop then I will make it cleaner.
Draco: Weasley, get a hold of yourself! If she makes it cleaner, then no more "late night goings-on".
November02: *nods*
Ron: *grabs Draco and rushes to Nov.02 bedroom* You're right. Let's go make some more story ideas.
Draco: Please, everyone review so my mistress *looks over at Nov.02 for reassurance*
November02: Yes.continue.
Draco: Can let this continue on. *disappears upstairs*
November02: Oh no.*sigh*.I have to change the sheets again. But I gotta admit.I like being called their mistress. ^__^
Ashley: That's me! The author!
Iljana: I know! Doesn't it suck to not get a review? If you could e-mail me some of your story translations (cuz I know some R in German) I'd really appreciate it!
Mandy: Thanx! And guess what?.I wrote more! Hehehe! I'm a dork!
Dawn: Don't worry! I don't want to see you get upset! I'll write more! *rushes over and begins to write chapter 3* Also, I know a Dawn.she's my cousin. She's supposed to be sending me a birthday gift.hmmm. *looks out the mail slot* Not here yet!
Deutzy: I LUV TOM FELTON AS WELL [as you saw in my previous and later disclaimer]!!!!!!! Draco is so hot [I am a massive dork!] and I think there's something behind those cold grey eyes that we have yet to discover!
Cindy: I luv the word kewl and I luv to write in caps.as we have already seen [looks at message above hers]. I also know a Cindy. Do u live in Virginia?
Rebbie: SilverDragon and BigRed..I like it! Would you mind if I try and use it later on in the story? I hope not.I really like those nicknames.
I hope you all can come up with some things you would like to see happen cuz I have a window of nothingness that needs to be filled before we get to the 3rd Task..I have the 1st Task idea already. So..read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Oh yeah! ::sigh:: I hate this part.I don't own anything but the plot! Wish I owned at least Rupert Grint, Tom Felton and Daniel Radcliffe .a girl can dream right!
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Chpt 2
It was morning and the slight chill of the night began to lift from the castle. Though the bitter coldness between two friends had only intensified. Ron made sure he was up and out of the dormitory before anyone else was up.especially a certain underage contestant in the Tournament. Besides, he needed time to think things through. About Harry and his recent confirmation into the Triwizard Tournament as the 4th contestant. But, also he needed some time to sort out the previous evening's events.
He had sex with Malfoy. His archenemy. The son of a known Death Eater. The boy who has made the past four years of his life a living Hell. And he had fucked him yesterday. Ron internally sighed as he pulled his sweater vest on. He pulled on his robe, tie around his neck undone, and headed down to the Great Hall. He had once wandered down to the Great Hall in the early morning hours. At that time a few students were there but it was, for once, quiet and that's what he needed right now. A time to reflect in peace.
'How can I be.well I do like Fleur, so that can't be it?' Ron thought, as he looked out the window in the direction o f the Beauxbaton carriage. Ron continued to ponder his situation.
Ron reached the great oak doors of the hall and yanked them open. It seems he was the first one there, he thought as he closed the door. He briskly walked toward his designated table, wanting to sit and revel in the silence. As he slipped into his thoughts, he felt someone's presents looming behind him.
"Go away, Hermione. I don't feel like talking right now. Could you please layoff and stop following me around?"
"Thankfully, I'm not that Mudblood. But if you still feel that way, I'll leave." An iced-laced voice breathed.
"Malfoy?" Ron whispered as he turned and saw the blonde.
"I see you've already changed your mind about the whole first name business."
"Yeah, well, sorry if I refuse to remember yesterdays goings-on!"
"What a shame. I couldn't stop thinking about it. You made me scream your name a half dozen times while in my dorm." Draco had, in the process of explaining his after-dark pleasures, managed to seat himself next to the Gryffindor, resting his chin on his shoulder, whispering sensuously slow into his ear.
"Nice to know, Malfoy." Truth be told, it was nice, deliciously nice to know that Malfoy thoroughly enjoyed last night. The image that was forming in front of Ron's mind eye was entertaining to say the least. Malfoy, strewn across his bed, nude stroking himself with Ron's name on his lips. This picture awoken a certain member of Ron's
"I'd hope so, Weasley." A quick peck on the ear. A hand lowering. "I've always wanted to fuck you on this table."
"Fuck me?" Ron's voice lowered as Draco's fingertips lightly drew circles over and ever-growing member.
"Yes. You fucked me. Quite nicely, if I may say so."
"You may." The red-haired boy raised his hips slightly to have more pressure applied to his crotch area. "At least you were able to sit."
Draco smiled. "A handy numbing spell."
"Draco," whispered Ron deliriously.
"Say my name again. You make it sound as if it was such the aphrodisiac."
Lust darken brown eyes met sexually clouded grey.
"Draco. I've never done anything.be careful."
"You did pretty good last night." Draco slid one hand over his lover's shoulder and pulled the robe off gingerly.
"Well.that's different."
"Shh." Draco placed a finger over Ron's lips. Ron, in turn, drew the finger into his mouth, suckling it. Draco closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. "You really know how to use that mouth off yours. I'll have to remember that for later." Draco withdrew his finger and replaced it with is lips over the redhead's.
The kiss was just as fierce and intensely passionate as last night's. Hands desperately removing clothes so heated skin could mesh and rub up against each other. Draco's hand had lowered to Ron's back and the other cleared the table. The clatter of metal plates and other eatery echoed throughout the hall. Neither boys were aware of their surroundings, only the other boy's pleasure, his receiving and giving.
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Ron: Ha! Thought you were going to get more. Well, I don't think so! This is my private life after all.
Draco: Calm down my sweet. Save some of that energy for the bedroom.or table in this case.
Ron: *blush*
November02: Thank you, Draco.
Draco: Your ever so welcome. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be having so much fun.
Ron: Malfoy! You're supposed to be on my side! I don't appreciate have our dirty-
Draco: And filthy.
Ron: -laundry aired out by her. *points at Nov.02*
November02: What did I do? I just wanted to give the people something good and juicy to read.but if you want me to stop then I will make it cleaner.
Draco: Weasley, get a hold of yourself! If she makes it cleaner, then no more "late night goings-on".
November02: *nods*
Ron: *grabs Draco and rushes to Nov.02 bedroom* You're right. Let's go make some more story ideas.
Draco: Please, everyone review so my mistress *looks over at Nov.02 for reassurance*
November02: Yes.continue.
Draco: Can let this continue on. *disappears upstairs*
November02: Oh no.*sigh*.I have to change the sheets again. But I gotta admit.I like being called their mistress. ^__^