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Note: Ah, I don't know what's going to happen here. I just wrote this with the intent of describing Ron and what I thought of him to be. You know? Well, it should turn out to be something slashy. I just need a good idea, that's all. Read this to keep you occupied, I guess. : ) Please Read and Review! Gahh! I just had an idea, but now I forget it. great. Maybe Ron/Draco. yeah, weird, I know, but still.
Ron Weasley. He had red hair, nice eyes, and freckles. Not to mention long nose, lanky, and tall. But have it be known that this Ronald Weasley is the sex-god of the sixth year. You heard it, sex-god. Now, what is meant by "sex-god" is clearly that he loves sex. Not unlike most guys. The fact of the matter is he'll be with a boy or girl. It doesn't matter, as long as it's sex. Now, don't get me wrong, people don't make him out to be "easy". No, they see him more as someone they only wish they could be with. If he happens to choose you you're lucky, you don't choose him. Actually, girls swoon over his man. He may not have the greatest looks on Earth, but he certainly has some unique features. Like that hair for instance! Now, you don't know many red heads around, now do you? He also has that personality. Ron is only nice to people who are nice to him. most of the time. But if someone threatens one of his friends, or better yet, himself, he'll fight for them. That's what makes him so sexy. But enough about Ron. for now.
It was a cold winters day and Ronald Weasley was coming in from taking a walk out side. Yes, crazy, but he was taking a walk in the freezing snow. His pale skin was red from the wind blowing at it and the walking he was doing. And for some reason, Ron liked to freeze his balls off! As he took his cloak off, white flakes of snow fell off from his fiery red hair. It was lunchtime. This is Ron's favorite class. He took a seat next to Harry Potter, his life-long best friend. He grabbed a plate load of food and began to eat very quickly, stopping here and there to get in on a conversation or so.
"How's that report coming along?" Harry asked.
"Great." Ron said with his mouth half full and food spewing everywhere.
If you wanted to talk to Ron, this was not the best time. The best time would be while their switching classes or in the Common Room. Or you could just talk to him in class, because it's not like he pays attention anyway. Nope, he just checks out all of the girls and even guys, giving them winks, and sly looks, sometimes air kisses. This was very evident in Professor Snape's Potions class, which you would think would be the last place to be doing that sort of stuff.
"So, Harry. who are you looking at today?" Ron would ask.
Harry would look around for Snape and then whisper; "I'm looking at a Slytherin today."
Let's just face it. We all know Harry is gay. Not that that's a bad thing, but some people just don't get it. He just likes men!
"Which one?" Ron whispered back.
"You know. the blonde one, with those enchanting silver eyes!" Harry said back in a dreamy voice.
The two friends laughed. They were obviously talking about Draco Malfoy. Not that either of them cared for him, they just liked to joke around about it.
"Shh!" Came the oh-so-familiar shriek of Hermione Granger's voice.
The two boys laughed again.
"Seriously!" She hissed, "He's going to catch you!"
"Catch us doing what?" Retorted Ron.
"Talking?" Said Harry.
"Yes, now be quiet! Some people actually want to learn, here!"
The two boys laughed once more before returning to their usual conversation.
After potions, they went out to touchier that certain Slytherin boy they were talking about earlier. Okay, let's just admit it, Harry DOES sort of have a crush on Malfoy. Just don't let Ron know that.
"Hey there sexy!" Ron would tease as he backed Draco into the nearest wall.
"Fuck off, Weasley. I'm not in the mood for this." Draco would hurl back. He was never "in the mood for this".
"Aww, why not! I'm really horny right now and we have about two minuets between classes so why don't we just. you know. Get it on right now." Said Ron, still getting closer to him.
"Um, no. Why don't you try Harry? He's a faggot, isn't he?" At that, Draco smiled. He thought he had a good come back. Come back my ass!
"Mmm. you're forcing me, Malfoy."
"To do what?"
"To this." And Ron kissed him square on the lips and did not move until after a few seconds and people have passed.
"OH-MY-GOSH!" Draco screamed. "You just fucking kissed me!"
"Well, no shit Sherlock!" Retorted Ron.
"Get away from me, Weasley! I'm not in the mood for your fag-ish antics!" He tried to insult.
"Mmm. so that means I'll see you tonight?" Ron asked.
"No. Go fuck Potter." He tried to come back with.
"Will do, but not before you."
Draco huffed away with a sneer on his face. He hated being shut down everyday like that. At first, Ron took offence to it and Draco won, but then again, at first, Ron didn't kiss Draco, either. A sick sad world these people live in, it's true.
"That-was-great!" Harry would exclaim after Draco went pouting away like a 2 year old.
"Thank you, thank you!" Ron would say, bowing and curtsying. "Hey, what do you say I really do fuck Potter?"
Harry laughed at this, "Not tonight, Ron, not to night." Let's just make it no secret that they DO have secret "fuck sessions" whenever one would get lonely. No big deal.
"I have a date. Hopefully, I'll be fucking them later tonight." Harry said with a smile.
"Aww, okay. Have fun! Hope you score!" Ron said with a wink. Of course, not all Harry cared about was "scoring". No, he wanted more of a relationship. And a few quick fucks from his best friend, Ron! Again, there is no problem in that.
It was dinner time, and time for Ron to eat some more. It was funny how he ate so much, yet stayed so trim. It boggles ones mind, I'll tell you that. Girls envy him for this.
"Hey Harry. pass me some turkey." Ron said with yet again another mouth full.
"Okay." And Harry passed the turkey.
Hermione Granger. always reading some dammed book. She ignored all of this.
"Hey Hermione! Hey Hermione! Hey Hermione!" Ron said an a very annoying voice.
"What Ron!" She'd scream back.
"Nothing." Ron went back to eating.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading, cursing her self for ever listening to Ron's childish antics.
It was night time, and time for Harry's date! Who was his date? I don't know, but it didn't seem to go over very well. He came back late into his and Ron's dorm.
Ron was out cold, as always. It didn't take him long to get to sleep.
"Psst. Ron?" Harry whispered.
A groan came from Ron's bed.
"Ron!" Harry said, walking over to his bed.
"Who is it?" Ron said as if he didn't already know.
"It's me. Harry."
"Oh, hey Harry. How was the date?"
"It sucked" He frowned.
"Oh. really?"
"Yeah."
"Wanna take up my offer from before?" Ron said with a sly smile.
"Not right now Ron."
"Okay, good night"
"Night Ron" Harry said with a smile.
Sigh. Won't Harry ever find someone he likes? Nope. Not right now at least. He was more into. oh let's say. blonde haired, gray eyed, Slytherins.
But little did anyone know what was about to happen. Not even Ron could say he knew what was going to happen. Take a deep breath, and wait. if you dare.
Note: Ah, I don't know what's going to happen here. I just wrote this with the intent of describing Ron and what I thought of him to be. You know? Well, it should turn out to be something slashy. I just need a good idea, that's all. Read this to keep you occupied, I guess. : ) Please Read and Review! Gahh! I just had an idea, but now I forget it. great. Maybe Ron/Draco. yeah, weird, I know, but still.
Ron Weasley. He had red hair, nice eyes, and freckles. Not to mention long nose, lanky, and tall. But have it be known that this Ronald Weasley is the sex-god of the sixth year. You heard it, sex-god. Now, what is meant by "sex-god" is clearly that he loves sex. Not unlike most guys. The fact of the matter is he'll be with a boy or girl. It doesn't matter, as long as it's sex. Now, don't get me wrong, people don't make him out to be "easy". No, they see him more as someone they only wish they could be with. If he happens to choose you you're lucky, you don't choose him. Actually, girls swoon over his man. He may not have the greatest looks on Earth, but he certainly has some unique features. Like that hair for instance! Now, you don't know many red heads around, now do you? He also has that personality. Ron is only nice to people who are nice to him. most of the time. But if someone threatens one of his friends, or better yet, himself, he'll fight for them. That's what makes him so sexy. But enough about Ron. for now.
It was a cold winters day and Ronald Weasley was coming in from taking a walk out side. Yes, crazy, but he was taking a walk in the freezing snow. His pale skin was red from the wind blowing at it and the walking he was doing. And for some reason, Ron liked to freeze his balls off! As he took his cloak off, white flakes of snow fell off from his fiery red hair. It was lunchtime. This is Ron's favorite class. He took a seat next to Harry Potter, his life-long best friend. He grabbed a plate load of food and began to eat very quickly, stopping here and there to get in on a conversation or so.
"How's that report coming along?" Harry asked.
"Great." Ron said with his mouth half full and food spewing everywhere.
If you wanted to talk to Ron, this was not the best time. The best time would be while their switching classes or in the Common Room. Or you could just talk to him in class, because it's not like he pays attention anyway. Nope, he just checks out all of the girls and even guys, giving them winks, and sly looks, sometimes air kisses. This was very evident in Professor Snape's Potions class, which you would think would be the last place to be doing that sort of stuff.
"So, Harry. who are you looking at today?" Ron would ask.
Harry would look around for Snape and then whisper; "I'm looking at a Slytherin today."
Let's just face it. We all know Harry is gay. Not that that's a bad thing, but some people just don't get it. He just likes men!
"Which one?" Ron whispered back.
"You know. the blonde one, with those enchanting silver eyes!" Harry said back in a dreamy voice.
The two friends laughed. They were obviously talking about Draco Malfoy. Not that either of them cared for him, they just liked to joke around about it.
"Shh!" Came the oh-so-familiar shriek of Hermione Granger's voice.
The two boys laughed again.
"Seriously!" She hissed, "He's going to catch you!"
"Catch us doing what?" Retorted Ron.
"Talking?" Said Harry.
"Yes, now be quiet! Some people actually want to learn, here!"
The two boys laughed once more before returning to their usual conversation.
After potions, they went out to touchier that certain Slytherin boy they were talking about earlier. Okay, let's just admit it, Harry DOES sort of have a crush on Malfoy. Just don't let Ron know that.
"Hey there sexy!" Ron would tease as he backed Draco into the nearest wall.
"Fuck off, Weasley. I'm not in the mood for this." Draco would hurl back. He was never "in the mood for this".
"Aww, why not! I'm really horny right now and we have about two minuets between classes so why don't we just. you know. Get it on right now." Said Ron, still getting closer to him.
"Um, no. Why don't you try Harry? He's a faggot, isn't he?" At that, Draco smiled. He thought he had a good come back. Come back my ass!
"Mmm. you're forcing me, Malfoy."
"To do what?"
"To this." And Ron kissed him square on the lips and did not move until after a few seconds and people have passed.
"OH-MY-GOSH!" Draco screamed. "You just fucking kissed me!"
"Well, no shit Sherlock!" Retorted Ron.
"Get away from me, Weasley! I'm not in the mood for your fag-ish antics!" He tried to insult.
"Mmm. so that means I'll see you tonight?" Ron asked.
"No. Go fuck Potter." He tried to come back with.
"Will do, but not before you."
Draco huffed away with a sneer on his face. He hated being shut down everyday like that. At first, Ron took offence to it and Draco won, but then again, at first, Ron didn't kiss Draco, either. A sick sad world these people live in, it's true.
"That-was-great!" Harry would exclaim after Draco went pouting away like a 2 year old.
"Thank you, thank you!" Ron would say, bowing and curtsying. "Hey, what do you say I really do fuck Potter?"
Harry laughed at this, "Not tonight, Ron, not to night." Let's just make it no secret that they DO have secret "fuck sessions" whenever one would get lonely. No big deal.
"I have a date. Hopefully, I'll be fucking them later tonight." Harry said with a smile.
"Aww, okay. Have fun! Hope you score!" Ron said with a wink. Of course, not all Harry cared about was "scoring". No, he wanted more of a relationship. And a few quick fucks from his best friend, Ron! Again, there is no problem in that.
It was dinner time, and time for Ron to eat some more. It was funny how he ate so much, yet stayed so trim. It boggles ones mind, I'll tell you that. Girls envy him for this.
"Hey Harry. pass me some turkey." Ron said with yet again another mouth full.
"Okay." And Harry passed the turkey.
Hermione Granger. always reading some dammed book. She ignored all of this.
"Hey Hermione! Hey Hermione! Hey Hermione!" Ron said an a very annoying voice.
"What Ron!" She'd scream back.
"Nothing." Ron went back to eating.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading, cursing her self for ever listening to Ron's childish antics.
It was night time, and time for Harry's date! Who was his date? I don't know, but it didn't seem to go over very well. He came back late into his and Ron's dorm.
Ron was out cold, as always. It didn't take him long to get to sleep.
"Psst. Ron?" Harry whispered.
A groan came from Ron's bed.
"Ron!" Harry said, walking over to his bed.
"Who is it?" Ron said as if he didn't already know.
"It's me. Harry."
"Oh, hey Harry. How was the date?"
"It sucked" He frowned.
"Oh. really?"
"Yeah."
"Wanna take up my offer from before?" Ron said with a sly smile.
"Not right now Ron."
"Okay, good night"
"Night Ron" Harry said with a smile.
Sigh. Won't Harry ever find someone he likes? Nope. Not right now at least. He was more into. oh let's say. blonde haired, gray eyed, Slytherins.
But little did anyone know what was about to happen. Not even Ron could say he knew what was going to happen. Take a deep breath, and wait. if you dare.