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!!)
Eyes Wide Shut
'Harry, have you seen Creevey?" I was so angry that morning. I had just found out Collin was taking pictures of me. During private moments. Seamus, the little kinky freak told me after dinner.
'No, I haven't seen him. Why, what happened, you look mad.'
'Fuck... Nothing Harry. I'll see you later.'
It was the first day of Spring, on a Saturday. It was beautiful outside. Maybe the sneaky bastard is outside in the cloister. I saw Hermione walking with some of her friends and I asked her.
'I saw him last heading towards the library, about two minutes ago. I think something happened, that whore Pansy Parkinson got a hold of him.' The girls started laughing and bitching about Pansy. I made my way to the library.
I looked down the colomns and saw Collin being crowded by Pansy. I leaped over and gently, yet roughly, pulled her off.
'Dirty Slytherin, he's mine!'
'Fuck off Weasley, I have some business to tend to.'
'Jump off, Parkinson. Don't make me hit a girl. Although it will be my pleasure to hit a Slytherin.'
'If I didn't see yer dick in those pictures, I could have sworn that Ginny was pretending to be a boy.'
I wanted to punch that girl so hard in the face, but I got distracted when Creevey ran past us.
'HEY!' We both yelled and ran after him. We paid no attention to the people yelling.
That little prick could run. But, the more he ran, the angrier I got. I am never this angry, but this week.. Well, we ran all the way to Gryffindor Tower, at that point I had to trip Pansy so she couldn't hear the password.
'Fucking git. I thought we where on the same side!'
'We are! Just relax.' I ran into the Gryffindor Common room right after Collin. I caught him going up the stairs and I jumped and tackled him down.
'Fucking little freak! How dare you!' I started to bang his head him the stone steps. That is when about 5 guys jumped on me and some girls started screaming.
'Who has them?! WHO HAS THEM?!' I screamed as the guys pulled me down to the floor. I managed to break loose and I grabbed Collin by the collar.
'Goyle said it was a present from Pansy to Draco. Talk to Pansy!' I did just that. I saw her wondering around on the floor looking for me and Creevey. I came up behind her and grabbed her into a room.
'What the hell?'
'What did you tell Goyle to do?'
'I do not believe that concerns you, Weasley.'
'I believe it does when it is my body being exposed to you freaky Slytherins!'
'Well, if you must know. It was a birthday present to Draco.'
'And what does me being naked in pictures have to do with that? What, he doesn't have enough pleasure bothering me in the halls, he needs to see me naked? I swear, if I see any of those pictures posted anywhere in this school...'
'Don't worry, Weasley. He wouldn't let anyone take those pictures from him.'
'What do you mean? Why would you say that?'
'Well, I am madly in LOVE with Draco, so I figured these would make him like me more.'
'That makes no sense. Why didn't you give him pictures of you. You finger yerself every night, just take a picture!'
'Shut the fuck up, you faggot.'
How did she know I was gay? I only kissed one guy and that was private!
'What do you mean? What is going on? Why would Draco enjoy pictures of me? That is bloody disgusting!' Common sense, Weasley! He likes you! Draco fucking Malfoy fucking likes fucking you! Oh, migraine. Oh, ouch.
'Come on, now. He is madly in love with you!' When I heard the words love, I died inside. Well, maybe not died, I sort of melted. Draco Malfoy. Well, boys where know to bother the person they liked, but with boys it sort of didn't relate. This was weird. What to do. I know its there, I have heard it but I don't want to hear of it. I guess I would only believe it if I heard it from the horses mouth.
'There is no way! Where is Draco now?' I pushed Pansy lightly but her being a skinny anorexic slut, she almost fell.
'He is by the lake, prefable alone.' She cried out and ran out the room. I made my way as fast I could. I made it out the doors in under a minute, totally out of breath. I ran down the pathway towards the Quidditch pitch which passes the lake and I saw him sitting away unter the castle wall on a big rock. Just staring out into the unknown lake.
I made my way over to him. My brain flooding with questions, angry and well, yes, a bit turned on in a way. A BIT, mind you. For some reason I had butterflies in my stomach. I knew what I wanted to say, but they seemed to have left me. I was about 3 feet away and my lips where dry. I had a feeling he knew I was there, and at that point, he began to turn slowly with a smirk on his face. I now knew he liked me, well, loved me, so for some reason I saw him in a totally new light. I loved his gray eyes now, they didn't seem dark, cold or empty.
'Can I help you, Weasle.' He said slyly. I knew he had something up his sleeve. Undressing me with his eyes. Hmmmm.
'Don't act dumb, Malfoy! Where are they?'
'Where's what?' He acted dumb and started to look about himself.
'Come on! You got to enjoy them for one night. And that one night is enough! Where are my pictures?!' Draco's eyes widedend for a second then he put his cool face back on.
'I have no idea what you are talking about Weasley. Are you ill? Did your family buy 2 week old meat on their pitiful budget?'
'SHUT THE FUCK UP MALFOY! I KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU SO QUIT IT! THOSE PICTURES WHERE NOT MEANT TO BE TAKEN AND I WANT THEM BACK! AND I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FEEL ABOUT ME, IT INHUMAN! HOW COULD ANY ONE EVER LOVE A MALFOY BACK?? JUST GIVE ME THEM AND STAY AWAY FROM ME OR YOU WILL REGRET THE NEXT TIME YOU CROSS THE LINE!!'
I didn't think I would have the balls to say something like that. I stared at his face, in his eyes he was deeply hurt, but his face showed no emotion at all. How could I possibly be with someone like that? How am I to know for sure he feel this way about me, or that way about me. I looked at him like plain old Draco Malfoy, nothing but a future Death Eater. Someone that was not capable of no emotion, even if it looked like they did. No real emotion. He had emotion I figured, even the evilest of people might, but I need to see it in order to know it is really there. But, he looked so hurt. But I didn't care. I took no recognition that he was so infatuated with me. None at all. But, I knew it would be there in the back of my mind.
'Go away.' Was all he could say. And I did just that. I didn't care anymore because at that point, I was just as confused as he might have been at that point.
I was disgusted for the rest of that day. Because at the back of my mind, I saw us fucking. I felt his breath on my face and in my ears. I felt his touch on my body, and his hands caress my penis and buttocks. I cummed a couple of times in my pants as I lied on my bed all the rest of that day. With my curtains pulled, ignoring Hermione and Harry pleading me to come out from the unseen. All that was in my mind was... I wanted to fuck Draco Malfoy. Just screw him a couple of times, and that's it. I wanted Draco Malfoy.
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!!)
Eyes Wide Shut
'Harry, have you seen Creevey?" I was so angry that morning. I had just found out Collin was taking pictures of me. During private moments. Seamus, the little kinky freak told me after dinner.
'No, I haven't seen him. Why, what happened, you look mad.'
'Fuck... Nothing Harry. I'll see you later.'
It was the first day of Spring, on a Saturday. It was beautiful outside. Maybe the sneaky bastard is outside in the cloister. I saw Hermione walking with some of her friends and I asked her.
'I saw him last heading towards the library, about two minutes ago. I think something happened, that whore Pansy Parkinson got a hold of him.' The girls started laughing and bitching about Pansy. I made my way to the library.
I looked down the colomns and saw Collin being crowded by Pansy. I leaped over and gently, yet roughly, pulled her off.
'Dirty Slytherin, he's mine!'
'Fuck off Weasley, I have some business to tend to.'
'Jump off, Parkinson. Don't make me hit a girl. Although it will be my pleasure to hit a Slytherin.'
'If I didn't see yer dick in those pictures, I could have sworn that Ginny was pretending to be a boy.'
I wanted to punch that girl so hard in the face, but I got distracted when Creevey ran past us.
'HEY!' We both yelled and ran after him. We paid no attention to the people yelling.
That little prick could run. But, the more he ran, the angrier I got. I am never this angry, but this week.. Well, we ran all the way to Gryffindor Tower, at that point I had to trip Pansy so she couldn't hear the password.
'Fucking git. I thought we where on the same side!'
'We are! Just relax.' I ran into the Gryffindor Common room right after Collin. I caught him going up the stairs and I jumped and tackled him down.
'Fucking little freak! How dare you!' I started to bang his head him the stone steps. That is when about 5 guys jumped on me and some girls started screaming.
'Who has them?! WHO HAS THEM?!' I screamed as the guys pulled me down to the floor. I managed to break loose and I grabbed Collin by the collar.
'Goyle said it was a present from Pansy to Draco. Talk to Pansy!' I did just that. I saw her wondering around on the floor looking for me and Creevey. I came up behind her and grabbed her into a room.
'What the hell?'
'What did you tell Goyle to do?'
'I do not believe that concerns you, Weasley.'
'I believe it does when it is my body being exposed to you freaky Slytherins!'
'Well, if you must know. It was a birthday present to Draco.'
'And what does me being naked in pictures have to do with that? What, he doesn't have enough pleasure bothering me in the halls, he needs to see me naked? I swear, if I see any of those pictures posted anywhere in this school...'
'Don't worry, Weasley. He wouldn't let anyone take those pictures from him.'
'What do you mean? Why would you say that?'
'Well, I am madly in LOVE with Draco, so I figured these would make him like me more.'
'That makes no sense. Why didn't you give him pictures of you. You finger yerself every night, just take a picture!'
'Shut the fuck up, you faggot.'
How did she know I was gay? I only kissed one guy and that was private!
'What do you mean? What is going on? Why would Draco enjoy pictures of me? That is bloody disgusting!' Common sense, Weasley! He likes you! Draco fucking Malfoy fucking likes fucking you! Oh, migraine. Oh, ouch.
'Come on, now. He is madly in love with you!' When I heard the words love, I died inside. Well, maybe not died, I sort of melted. Draco Malfoy. Well, boys where know to bother the person they liked, but with boys it sort of didn't relate. This was weird. What to do. I know its there, I have heard it but I don't want to hear of it. I guess I would only believe it if I heard it from the horses mouth.
'There is no way! Where is Draco now?' I pushed Pansy lightly but her being a skinny anorexic slut, she almost fell.
'He is by the lake, prefable alone.' She cried out and ran out the room. I made my way as fast I could. I made it out the doors in under a minute, totally out of breath. I ran down the pathway towards the Quidditch pitch which passes the lake and I saw him sitting away unter the castle wall on a big rock. Just staring out into the unknown lake.
I made my way over to him. My brain flooding with questions, angry and well, yes, a bit turned on in a way. A BIT, mind you. For some reason I had butterflies in my stomach. I knew what I wanted to say, but they seemed to have left me. I was about 3 feet away and my lips where dry. I had a feeling he knew I was there, and at that point, he began to turn slowly with a smirk on his face. I now knew he liked me, well, loved me, so for some reason I saw him in a totally new light. I loved his gray eyes now, they didn't seem dark, cold or empty.
'Can I help you, Weasle.' He said slyly. I knew he had something up his sleeve. Undressing me with his eyes. Hmmmm.
'Don't act dumb, Malfoy! Where are they?'
'Where's what?' He acted dumb and started to look about himself.
'Come on! You got to enjoy them for one night. And that one night is enough! Where are my pictures?!' Draco's eyes widedend for a second then he put his cool face back on.
'I have no idea what you are talking about Weasley. Are you ill? Did your family buy 2 week old meat on their pitiful budget?'
'SHUT THE FUCK UP MALFOY! I KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU SO QUIT IT! THOSE PICTURES WHERE NOT MEANT TO BE TAKEN AND I WANT THEM BACK! AND I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FEEL ABOUT ME, IT INHUMAN! HOW COULD ANY ONE EVER LOVE A MALFOY BACK?? JUST GIVE ME THEM AND STAY AWAY FROM ME OR YOU WILL REGRET THE NEXT TIME YOU CROSS THE LINE!!'
I didn't think I would have the balls to say something like that. I stared at his face, in his eyes he was deeply hurt, but his face showed no emotion at all. How could I possibly be with someone like that? How am I to know for sure he feel this way about me, or that way about me. I looked at him like plain old Draco Malfoy, nothing but a future Death Eater. Someone that was not capable of no emotion, even if it looked like they did. No real emotion. He had emotion I figured, even the evilest of people might, but I need to see it in order to know it is really there. But, he looked so hurt. But I didn't care. I took no recognition that he was so infatuated with me. None at all. But, I knew it would be there in the back of my mind.
'Go away.' Was all he could say. And I did just that. I didn't care anymore because at that point, I was just as confused as he might have been at that point.
I was disgusted for the rest of that day. Because at the back of my mind, I saw us fucking. I felt his breath on my face and in my ears. I felt his touch on my body, and his hands caress my penis and buttocks. I cummed a couple of times in my pants as I lied on my bed all the rest of that day. With my curtains pulled, ignoring Hermione and Harry pleading me to come out from the unseen. All that was in my mind was... I wanted to fuck Draco Malfoy. Just screw him a couple of times, and that's it. I wanted Draco Malfoy.