Nov.02: Found it! The kiddos are at the end.
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Chpt 14
Moonlight streamed into the cubicle that Ron was laying in. Saturday, the day was. The hospital bed lay undisrupted as Ron slowly awoken. What had happened? He was in McGonagall's classroom, now he was.....
//Where am I?// he wondered to himself as he sat up cautiously. A soft rustling came from the general direction of the Infirmary door. Whoever it was wasn't very secretive.
"Ron," someone whispered.
He groaned in response. Soon, the screen that hid him from the view of all the other students was pulled open. And there stood Draco.
Ron hastily sat all the way up, trying to get a proper look at him. "What do you want?"
Draco perched himself on the bed, close enough to let Ron hear him but far enough not to touch. Touching would not be allowed right now. Not with a few things to settle.
"How dare you hit me?" growled Draco harshly.
So, that's what he was here for, to play a little game of obvious. "I told you to leave me alone and you didn't. You think I wanted to speak to you after that night?"
"I know that my actions on that night were less than acceptable but that was no reason to hit me. No one hits a Malfoy."
"Fine," Ron closed his eyes, "hit me. An eye for an eye, right?" This would be smashing good fun. How idiotic was Malfoy? How idiotic was he to believe that Draco still cared? Or if he ever did.
"Yes, I'm going to hit you while Pomfrey is still in the room. Real smart, tatterdemalion."
"Don't talk to me like that? I'm not one of your house elves to verbally abuse. I am a human with emotions, unlike others here." Ron replied, old feelings of hatred bubbling back up to the surface.
A smirk, that lazy smile, appeared on the Slytherin's face. Though he hadn't preformed this act of cool anger in a while, it fell upon his lips simply, as if it had never left.
"Keep smiling. Doesn't phase me a bit. Is she gone yet?"
"She'll leave in a few. She waits until a little after 10 o'clock to go into Hogsmeade to get some more chocolate."
"How would you know?"
"I was....that's none of your business. Shh. She's leaving." Draco scolded as he peered between the flaps of the hospital screen. As the door closed with a click, Draco turned on the ball of his feet and pounced on Ron, grabbing the collar of his pajama top in the process.
Ron was slightly terrified. He didn't think that Draco would actually hurt him. Maybe that was why no one knew the identity of his other lovers. He scared them with physical brutality. He shut his eyes, not knowing if his body could handle seeing what was about to happen to its owner.
But instead of a fist connecting with his mouth, a pair of lips harshly touched his. Sorrow flowed through him, not from his own misery but from someone else. Malfoy.
"I saw you that night. The Yule Ball. I saw you run off with Potter. You had sex with him didn't you? I could smell it in the air. When you're turned on, there's no stopping you. I can't believe you." Professed Malfoy, tears springing into his slate grey eyes.
"I did." Ron muttered back, not wanting to hurt him yet he needed to know.
A tear fell, dropping onto Ron's neck. A scrutinizing silence saturated the air, Draco focusing on Ron, Ron focusing on the tear glide down his neck, onto the pillow beneath his head. He couldn't take the silence, the anxiety. Ron placed his hands on either side of Draco's gentle face, pulling him down on him, letting their tongues reacquaint with each other.
Draco lifted himself up. "NO! You will not have the last word in all of this." Draco pressed his lips against Ron's. The boy below him opened his mouth, permitting his tongue to enter his mouth.
The blonde mouth kissed with such fervor, such devotion, such jealousy. "Does he kiss better than me?"
Ron couldn't answer, he was to busy taking his shirt off along with Malfoy's. Their chest clashed as yet another kiss developed between them.
"Does he touch you better than I do?" Lithe hands slid down Ron's slightly freckled chest. Pants tugged off. Still no reply. Hands quickly undid clothing. Hands touching parts they hadn't seen, tasted, pleasured in weeks. Lips and teeth biting other places.
Malfoy cradled Ron's fast erecting organ causing the patient to shudder in pure bliss. "Can he arouse you like I can?"
"I-you-damn it." Muttered Ron incoherently.
Draco yanked his pants down around his ankles, positioning himself at the entrance of the boy beneath him. "Does he love you as much as I do?" he inquired.
Thoughts and replies ran through his head. 'You lying bastard,' or 'He's way better than you,' He thought of every mean spirited thing he could say. He didn't want Draco to see his weakness, his pining for him.
"No," he rasped out.
Good answer he supposed as Draco slid into him, gently and lovingly. Draco didn't prepare him yet he didn't care, not fully.
"Don't." Draco said gently. "Don't close your eyes. I want to see you come for me."
Ron smirked, sex saturating his smile, he grasps..his groan. Draco was a romantic when he wanted to be. Ron lifted his arm, resting his wrists on his shoulder. His fingers uncoiled, brushing against the shoulder of the boy above him. Then recoiled back to the shoulder itself.
(A/N: Sorry, we had a mock exam, wore the shit out of me. I can't get a love scene out. Sorry. *pout*)
Ron laid his head on Draco's chest, "What happened to me?"
"Potter rescued you and Fleur's sister but somehow, you didn't wake. You became slightly feverish, a little waterlogged. They found out you had awakened slightly, not out of unconsciousness but just enough to rouse your lungs. You had 2 tablespoons of water in your lungs, enough to cause shortness of breath, a gurgling sound and an on-land drowning. Ron, you were saved but you had to stay in the Hospital Wing for the rest of Friday and all Saturday." Informed Draco, sadly. "You scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry," he smiled into his chest. "Now, please explain to me why you left me alone that night?"
"Let's not. Wait for tomorrow. Let's just enjoy this night." He sighed, a yawn barely escaping his lips.
"Okay. Night Drake."
"Goodnight, love."
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Nov.02: *looks at screen and last words* VACATION TIME!
Draco: Yeah, *looks at the rest of the chapter* Ron is mine! Now, Ashley is off at her TV, playing Spyro: Enter the Dragon. What a vacation.
Ron: *coming down the stairs with Harry* We're done packing to go with Velvet.
Nov.02: *from TV* You don't need to pack! You three will be...
Draco: We know. *glares at the back of Nov.02's head*
Harry: All we have are handcuffs.
Nov.02: Shut up, say your thank you's and go!
Draco: I hate you. You get to go on vacation and-
Nov: I love you too! All I'll do is come up with more plot twists and more sex!
Harry: Thank you ~*Maleficent*~ for being indiscriminate to who get to shag! I HOPE YOU'RE LISTENING NOV!
Draco: YES! ~*Snowdrop*~ is right. What about me?
Nov: You just had sex! Shut up!
Ron: ~*Velvet Chocolate*~ Be gentle! I'm very...
Draco: ....Sore. Hehehehehe.
Harry: *glares*
Ron: Also, Thnx. We aren't cheap. Draco, yes. Harry and I, no.
And THNX ~*Aloh Dark*~ for not studying, reading us and observing library rules! Oh yeah! Read "Eyes of the Angel", very good.
Harry: So, when will she come get us?
Nov.02: STOP INTERUPTING MY VACATION! GO STAND ON THE STREET CORNER LIKE THE GOOD WHORES I RAISED YOU TO BE! Damn. *goes back to gaming*
Draco: This is character abuse. *mumbles as they actually leave the house while a little flurries come down*
Nov.02: I love those little troopers. I'll be back sometime next week, maybe next weekend! Have fun my little lovely reviewers and remember this during the snowy season! Don't like anything metal that's outside! BYE! I LOVE YOU!
*huggles and kisses*
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Chpt 14
Moonlight streamed into the cubicle that Ron was laying in. Saturday, the day was. The hospital bed lay undisrupted as Ron slowly awoken. What had happened? He was in McGonagall's classroom, now he was.....
//Where am I?// he wondered to himself as he sat up cautiously. A soft rustling came from the general direction of the Infirmary door. Whoever it was wasn't very secretive.
"Ron," someone whispered.
He groaned in response. Soon, the screen that hid him from the view of all the other students was pulled open. And there stood Draco.
Ron hastily sat all the way up, trying to get a proper look at him. "What do you want?"
Draco perched himself on the bed, close enough to let Ron hear him but far enough not to touch. Touching would not be allowed right now. Not with a few things to settle.
"How dare you hit me?" growled Draco harshly.
So, that's what he was here for, to play a little game of obvious. "I told you to leave me alone and you didn't. You think I wanted to speak to you after that night?"
"I know that my actions on that night were less than acceptable but that was no reason to hit me. No one hits a Malfoy."
"Fine," Ron closed his eyes, "hit me. An eye for an eye, right?" This would be smashing good fun. How idiotic was Malfoy? How idiotic was he to believe that Draco still cared? Or if he ever did.
"Yes, I'm going to hit you while Pomfrey is still in the room. Real smart, tatterdemalion."
"Don't talk to me like that? I'm not one of your house elves to verbally abuse. I am a human with emotions, unlike others here." Ron replied, old feelings of hatred bubbling back up to the surface.
A smirk, that lazy smile, appeared on the Slytherin's face. Though he hadn't preformed this act of cool anger in a while, it fell upon his lips simply, as if it had never left.
"Keep smiling. Doesn't phase me a bit. Is she gone yet?"
"She'll leave in a few. She waits until a little after 10 o'clock to go into Hogsmeade to get some more chocolate."
"How would you know?"
"I was....that's none of your business. Shh. She's leaving." Draco scolded as he peered between the flaps of the hospital screen. As the door closed with a click, Draco turned on the ball of his feet and pounced on Ron, grabbing the collar of his pajama top in the process.
Ron was slightly terrified. He didn't think that Draco would actually hurt him. Maybe that was why no one knew the identity of his other lovers. He scared them with physical brutality. He shut his eyes, not knowing if his body could handle seeing what was about to happen to its owner.
But instead of a fist connecting with his mouth, a pair of lips harshly touched his. Sorrow flowed through him, not from his own misery but from someone else. Malfoy.
"I saw you that night. The Yule Ball. I saw you run off with Potter. You had sex with him didn't you? I could smell it in the air. When you're turned on, there's no stopping you. I can't believe you." Professed Malfoy, tears springing into his slate grey eyes.
"I did." Ron muttered back, not wanting to hurt him yet he needed to know.
A tear fell, dropping onto Ron's neck. A scrutinizing silence saturated the air, Draco focusing on Ron, Ron focusing on the tear glide down his neck, onto the pillow beneath his head. He couldn't take the silence, the anxiety. Ron placed his hands on either side of Draco's gentle face, pulling him down on him, letting their tongues reacquaint with each other.
Draco lifted himself up. "NO! You will not have the last word in all of this." Draco pressed his lips against Ron's. The boy below him opened his mouth, permitting his tongue to enter his mouth.
The blonde mouth kissed with such fervor, such devotion, such jealousy. "Does he kiss better than me?"
Ron couldn't answer, he was to busy taking his shirt off along with Malfoy's. Their chest clashed as yet another kiss developed between them.
"Does he touch you better than I do?" Lithe hands slid down Ron's slightly freckled chest. Pants tugged off. Still no reply. Hands quickly undid clothing. Hands touching parts they hadn't seen, tasted, pleasured in weeks. Lips and teeth biting other places.
Malfoy cradled Ron's fast erecting organ causing the patient to shudder in pure bliss. "Can he arouse you like I can?"
"I-you-damn it." Muttered Ron incoherently.
Draco yanked his pants down around his ankles, positioning himself at the entrance of the boy beneath him. "Does he love you as much as I do?" he inquired.
Thoughts and replies ran through his head. 'You lying bastard,' or 'He's way better than you,' He thought of every mean spirited thing he could say. He didn't want Draco to see his weakness, his pining for him.
"No," he rasped out.
Good answer he supposed as Draco slid into him, gently and lovingly. Draco didn't prepare him yet he didn't care, not fully.
"Don't." Draco said gently. "Don't close your eyes. I want to see you come for me."
Ron smirked, sex saturating his smile, he grasps..his groan. Draco was a romantic when he wanted to be. Ron lifted his arm, resting his wrists on his shoulder. His fingers uncoiled, brushing against the shoulder of the boy above him. Then recoiled back to the shoulder itself.
(A/N: Sorry, we had a mock exam, wore the shit out of me. I can't get a love scene out. Sorry. *pout*)
Ron laid his head on Draco's chest, "What happened to me?"
"Potter rescued you and Fleur's sister but somehow, you didn't wake. You became slightly feverish, a little waterlogged. They found out you had awakened slightly, not out of unconsciousness but just enough to rouse your lungs. You had 2 tablespoons of water in your lungs, enough to cause shortness of breath, a gurgling sound and an on-land drowning. Ron, you were saved but you had to stay in the Hospital Wing for the rest of Friday and all Saturday." Informed Draco, sadly. "You scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry," he smiled into his chest. "Now, please explain to me why you left me alone that night?"
"Let's not. Wait for tomorrow. Let's just enjoy this night." He sighed, a yawn barely escaping his lips.
"Okay. Night Drake."
"Goodnight, love."
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Nov.02: *looks at screen and last words* VACATION TIME!
Draco: Yeah, *looks at the rest of the chapter* Ron is mine! Now, Ashley is off at her TV, playing Spyro: Enter the Dragon. What a vacation.
Ron: *coming down the stairs with Harry* We're done packing to go with Velvet.
Nov.02: *from TV* You don't need to pack! You three will be...
Draco: We know. *glares at the back of Nov.02's head*
Harry: All we have are handcuffs.
Nov.02: Shut up, say your thank you's and go!
Draco: I hate you. You get to go on vacation and-
Nov: I love you too! All I'll do is come up with more plot twists and more sex!
Harry: Thank you ~*Maleficent*~ for being indiscriminate to who get to shag! I HOPE YOU'RE LISTENING NOV!
Draco: YES! ~*Snowdrop*~ is right. What about me?
Nov: You just had sex! Shut up!
Ron: ~*Velvet Chocolate*~ Be gentle! I'm very...
Draco: ....Sore. Hehehehehe.
Harry: *glares*
Ron: Also, Thnx. We aren't cheap. Draco, yes. Harry and I, no.
And THNX ~*Aloh Dark*~ for not studying, reading us and observing library rules! Oh yeah! Read "Eyes of the Angel", very good.
Harry: So, when will she come get us?
Nov.02: STOP INTERUPTING MY VACATION! GO STAND ON THE STREET CORNER LIKE THE GOOD WHORES I RAISED YOU TO BE! Damn. *goes back to gaming*
Draco: This is character abuse. *mumbles as they actually leave the house while a little flurries come down*
Nov.02: I love those little troopers. I'll be back sometime next week, maybe next weekend! Have fun my little lovely reviewers and remember this during the snowy season! Don't like anything metal that's outside! BYE! I LOVE YOU!
*huggles and kisses*