The Story of Ron
One day, Draco and Harry were prancing down the street laughing and frawlikcing; it was simply a beautiful spring day. All of a sudden, Harry stopped and Draco noticed this, so he stopped as well. Harry turned towards Draco and kissed him tenderly on the cheeck. Draco then ran his fingers through Harry's thick, dark hair. They both leaned towards each other and kissed passionately. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and Draco placed his arms around Harry's waist. Draco pulled Harry closer to him and they made out on the street.
Harry pushed Draco away at the site of something hideous and red in the bush. "verRONica???" said Harry. "Shit!" "You filthy little whore!" Ron screamed, his face turning the colour of mauve madness. "I thought you loved me, you mudblood. You liar, you cheat, you skank. You robbed me of my virginity and now you simply go off with Draco. How typical? It's always the blonds!"
"Now, now, now, verRONica...there's simply enough of me to go around. Plus, you expect me to stay only with you when you refused to give me a blowjob two nights ago? I mean common Ron, I'm better than that. Draco simply gives me things that you cannot supply."
"That's what you said about Hermione!" Ron blurted. "You're going around sleeping with men and women."
"What the devil's snare? You slept with the mudblood... was she good?" Draco asked anxiously.
"Oh man, she has moves you have never seen. She gives me things that magic could never produce. And when sucks, it feels like the soul is being sucked out. She's a Dementor I tell you, a Dementor giving pleasure!"
"Harry, why don't we do a three. I mean, i can blow you both away!" Draco suggested. His eyes looking like a puppy dog trying to please its master.
"Good one Draco!" Let's go to the Head Boy's room. It's always locked.
The three walked back to the castle, linking arms, and playfully kissing each wherever they could.
One day, Draco and Harry were prancing down the street laughing and frawlikcing; it was simply a beautiful spring day. All of a sudden, Harry stopped and Draco noticed this, so he stopped as well. Harry turned towards Draco and kissed him tenderly on the cheeck. Draco then ran his fingers through Harry's thick, dark hair. They both leaned towards each other and kissed passionately. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck and Draco placed his arms around Harry's waist. Draco pulled Harry closer to him and they made out on the street.
Harry pushed Draco away at the site of something hideous and red in the bush. "verRONica???" said Harry. "Shit!" "You filthy little whore!" Ron screamed, his face turning the colour of mauve madness. "I thought you loved me, you mudblood. You liar, you cheat, you skank. You robbed me of my virginity and now you simply go off with Draco. How typical? It's always the blonds!"
"Now, now, now, verRONica...there's simply enough of me to go around. Plus, you expect me to stay only with you when you refused to give me a blowjob two nights ago? I mean common Ron, I'm better than that. Draco simply gives me things that you cannot supply."
"That's what you said about Hermione!" Ron blurted. "You're going around sleeping with men and women."
"What the devil's snare? You slept with the mudblood... was she good?" Draco asked anxiously.
"Oh man, she has moves you have never seen. She gives me things that magic could never produce. And when sucks, it feels like the soul is being sucked out. She's a Dementor I tell you, a Dementor giving pleasure!"
"Harry, why don't we do a three. I mean, i can blow you both away!" Draco suggested. His eyes looking like a puppy dog trying to please its master.
"Good one Draco!" Let's go to the Head Boy's room. It's always locked.
The three walked back to the castle, linking arms, and playfully kissing each wherever they could.