Disclaimer: Just in case you think I'm J.K. Rowling, I'm not. I don't own any of these characters. I'm just borrowing them. Don't sue me, I'm broke.
A/N: This was done at the request of stars-n-moons91, and any suggestions/requests anyone else has will at the very least be seriously considered.
Draco had been watching Ron for weeks. He knew everything you could know about the boy without actually having to talk to him.
He knew Ron's schedule by heart, knew what time he came down to breakfast, what foods he liked and didn't like… Every single routine, every annoying habit, Draco knew. But despite his careful observation, he was no closer to attaining his goal than he had been when Pansy made the dare three weeks before.
Of course, he knew that he would never be able to do what Pansy had dared him to – not without some minor miracle happening.
The dare was simple enough: he had to seduce one Ronald Weasley – no magic, no 'outside help.' the entire school (except, obviously, Pansy and Draco) had to believe that Ron and Draco were genuinely in love. And then came the fun part – and the only reason he'd agreed to the dare in the first place. Draco also had to dump Ron, as publicly as possible, embarrassing him in front of the entire school (if not the entire wizarding community).
A simple enough dare, but Draco had quickly realized that he had no idea how to go about seducing a boy who couldn't even be in the same room with him without making some rude comment. If Ron had been his friend, he could have just asked the boy out. If Ron had been oblivious to his existence, Draco could simply have walked up to him and introduced himself. Even Harry – ever naïve and trusting – Draco was sure he could have easily seduced. But Ron was different. Ron was a challenge.
Ron didn't like him, didn't trust him. In fact, Draco was fairly sure that Ron genuinely hated him, which was more than could be said of Harry. Harry merely seemed to find him irritating. Ron truly hated him – absolutely loathed him.
Of course, on the bright side that meant that Ron had strong feelings towards him, which could easily be manipulated to convince Ron they were disguising much deeper feelings, assuming they weren't already. But Ron's hatred of him was beginning to get frustrating.
At first, Draco had been sure that he could seduce Ron. All he had to do was bide his time and keep his eyes opened and wait for the right opportunity to present himself. But it had been three weeks now, and Draco was beginning to suspect that Ron was deliberately avoiding getting into situations that might make Draco's task easier.
Which was an interesting and potentially useful thought, and well worth remembering. But it didn't help Draco at this stage.
Still, Draco was hardly about to give up on the dare. No, he could wait a little longer. Eventually some opportunity would present itself and when it did, Draco would be ready.
The first opportunity presented itself when Ron was given a detention in potions. After class, Draco told his friends to go on to dinner without him. He wanted to stay after and help out Professor Snape.
He eventually managed to convince Snape to leave the room and let him supervise Ron's detention. There were times when being a prefect and Snape's favorite paid off, and this was defiantly one of them.
He watched Ron as the boy continued to polish the cauldrons, ignoring Ron's initial taunts and resentful comments until he fell silent.
About an hour before he was supposed to let Ron go, Draco walked over to where Ron was working. The boy looked up and for a moment, Draco stared intently down into his hazel eyes.
"Shiny enough for you?" Ron asked sarcastically, stepping back so that Draco could inspect the cauldron.
Draco glanced at it and nodded absently. "You can go now, if you like."
Ron stared at him. "What?"
"I said you could leave. I won't stop you."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Right. And then you go running to Snape, right?"
Draco shook his head. "I won't tell anyone."
Ron sighed. "Sure you won't."
"I promise."
"What's the catch, Malfoy?"
Draco smiled at him. "You have to kiss me first."
"What?" Ron was staring at him with the expected disbelief.
"Did I stutter? I said you have to kiss me and then you can leave. So what'll be? You kiss me and leave now, or you spend the next hour polishing cauldrons."
Ron shook his head. "I wouldn't kiss you if you were the last human on earth."
Draco shrugged. "Too bad. Cause I'm not letting you leave until you kiss me."
Ron stared at him. "Pervert."
"But a pervert with power. Of course, you could try waiting until Snape gets back, though I'm not sure even I'd want to see what he'd do to you if he saw you lurking around the classroom after your detention was over."
Ron sighed, dropping the cloth he'd been using to polish the cauldrons onto the floor and standing up. "I always thought you were gay," he muttered under his breath. Draco smirked slightly. Ron faced him, taking a deep breath, and quickly pressed his lips against Draco's lips.
But Draco didn't let him go. Instead, he slipped his arms around Ron's neck before the boy could retreat. Ron's lips were surprisingly soft and warm against his. Draco parted his lips, pressing his tongue against Ron's until they parted slightly and he slipped his tongue inside, silently praying that Ron didn't think to bite him.
But Ron didn't, and he explored the soft, warm, moist mouth until they both had to part for breath. Draco dropped his arms and Ron fled the room.
Draco smiled after him.