A/N: Juuuuuuust...... Hope you like it! I think Ron and Draco are the Best Slash Couples there could EVER be!! I am making the chapters short unlike my other stories. This story wasnt thought of as best as my others its for fun BECAUSE RON AND DRACO ROCK!! I am also making a Harry Ron.. but that is fer later heh heh! _-THeDoRKuLaToR-_

I do NOT own anything. Sadly. Ms. J.K Rowling, the genius behind the Harry Potter series owns it all. Because she is so cool with her writing and all. Jelousy overload!! I own NOTHING!! Except the story line! And the name --- =] _-THeDoRKuLaToR-_ (Proud Ravenclaw!!)

The Dark Room

'I want you to enjoy the present so stop asking what it is!' Goyle gabbed my shoulder and shook it. I have been disoriented thinking about Weasley. Never has anyone touched me like this, but I really wanted to know.

'Why where you talking to Creevey. Tell me that much is all.'

'It was for yer present. Just relax! You will have it tomorrow!' With that he made his way down to dinner. I had to find Creevey.

I went down to the Great Hall and saw him going in with some of his lame loser friends. I grabbed his cloak and threw him down a corridor. The bloody baby started to cry.

'Don't hurt me, Draco. Tell Goyle I got what he wants and he'll have it as soon as I can...'

'Shut yer trap, you sniveling wimp. I want to know what exactly Goyle told you to do.'

'I thought you would know! He said it was for you!'

'What is it!'

'PICTURES! That's what I do, isn't it!'

'Don't get smart with me, you little toad! Do you have them?'

'No, I have to process them in the Dark Room.'

'Well ... LET'S GO THEN!'

I pushed the kid down the hall. Most eager to find out what the little freak was working on. He took a key out from his pocket and unlocked a door down in the dungeons. It smelled of amonia and when he turned the light on, the room glittered red.

'How much time do you spend in this infested little room?'

'About 3 hours every two days.'

'Bloody hell, Creevey. So where are these pictures?'

'In my camera still, I will do them now.'

With that I watched the kid make the moving pictures appear on black papers. It was cool, I guess...

'Is that...?' My jaw dropped when I saw what was forming on the paper.

'I hated getting these pictures. I don't want to see my friend like this, but Goyle said it was for a good reason. I feel awful.'

'Oh, shut it, Creevey. How many of these do you have?'

'About 27.'

'BLOODY HELL! Get cracking... I need to get out of here. The smell is bloody awful!'

I was excited to get the pictures. My own collection. I decided it would be better to be surprised by what else I saw. I paced up and down the corridor until Creevey opened the door with an envelope.

'You will have to wait about half an hour. I have to give them to Goyle first to get the rest of my payment and he has to make sure they are ligit. And he said if YOU found out... he would pound me into sugar for the cupcake tarts they serve.'

I wanted those pictures so bad, but the little prat said they would get ruined so I did have to wait. DAMN IT TO HELL! We made our way to the Great Hall, I went in first as to not look like I was mixing with a stupid little fourth year. I sat with Goyle and Crabbe. Goyle gave me a suspicious look.

'Conversing with the Creevey boy?'

'NO!'

'Sure. Did he show you them?'

'Sadly no, the fumes where unbareable.'

'Good.'

'How much are you paying him?'

'15 Galleons. I gave him 5 up front.'

'This was ingenius, Goyle. Th-thank you.' I shook his hand as Creevey came over to the table a bit frightened. He handed Goyle the envelope and Goyle handed him a pouch. They nodded their heads at each other and went on.

'Of I didn't find out, were you going to look at them?'

'I knew that you would be to persistant as to wait, and no I wasn't if I failed to predict yer actions.'

'Why are so diabolical now?'

'I am not sure. Failing my classes, parents got mad so I had to clean up my act. This is my first step.'

'Well, originally I wouldn't need yer help, but...'

'Derr, whatever!'

'Just change back. I don't like taking direction nor help from others that should actually be below me.'

'Yes, sir.'

I snatched the envelope from him. But I decided that it would not be a good idea to promote my present to all the Slytherins and others. So, anxiously I waited until dinner was over.

When it time, I almost flew to the Slytherin common. I was so into the evelope I didn't have a chance to even glance over at the real thing.

Now, the moment of truth. THe best present that anyone can get if they are obsessed with a crush. PICTURES. I opened the envelope with shaky fingers, almost breaking it along with my wonderful pictures. I pulled about 27 pictures out and they he was. So beautiful, so shaped, so incredible, so wonderful, so... perfect.

The first picture was him walking into the bathroom saying goodbye to Potter with a smile on his face. The second was him undressing. The third was him with his shirt off. 4) His pants down and his hand finering the lining of him underpants. 5) Himself... totally nude, such a beautiful thing. All the pictures grabbing every movement he made. Him in the shower, soaping up and rubbing down. I don't know what he was thinking of, but he had an erection, at that I noticed I had one as well. Then, towards the end, there were four close ups. One of his face, one of his body down to his waist, one of his penis and one of his ass. Both perfectly shaped and sized. I felt myself cum and knew at that moment I had to tell him. I didn't care anymore.

Ronald Weasley, tomorrow... you will be MINE!