Draco had been sitting in front of the fire reading for over an hour when he saw Ron stumble out of bed and head to the bathroom. He laughed at just how cute Ron looked in the morning! Ron washed his face and brushed his teeth, but when he walked back into the bedroom he changed his mind about being up, and slipped back under the covers.
"Baby!" Draco complained from the couch, "Why are you going back to sleep!?"
"...tired..." was all that Draco could make out of Ron's mumbling, fore his face was buried in his pillow.
Draco sighed and closed his book. Walking over to the bed he pulled the blankets off of Ron, to find his boyfriend curled into a tight ball, trying to sleep. Draco smiled and climbed in next to him. "You'd better get your sleep, we'll be up late tonight." He put the blankets back on top of them and cuddled into the red head. Ron kissed him and rested against the blonde.
The was the morning of New Year's Eve. They had invited some people over to celebrate, and they bought tons of sweets and party toys for Marissa, who was still staying with them. About an hour later, Ron lifted his head to see if Draco was still awake; neither of them had actually fallen back to sleep, but the rest was enough for Ron. He kissed the blonde again after he received a smile. "I love you so much." Ron whispered and leaned in, kissing those pink lips again. "Sweetie, what time is it?" he asked, seemly randomly.
"I believe it must be around ten o'clock, love." Draco said, running a hand through his boyfriend's red locks. "Why?" he added, kissing Ron.
"I don't want to get up, but I bet Marissa's hungry." "Not that you would have to get up...I do all of the cooking!" Draco laughed.
"True...but what's the fun of being here without you?" "Oh, baby, I love you." Draco kissed his boyfriend one more time, more passionately and deeply, and got out of bed. He brushed the wrinkles out of robes and walked down the hall, into the living room. "Morning!" Marissa said cheerfully, seeing the blonde walking into the room.
"Hungry?" he asked.
"Starving!" she laughed, and pushed him into the kitchen. Soon Ron talked into the room, fully dressed, but his hair was wild. "You do own a comb don't you?" Marissa joked.
"Huh?" Ron titled his head like a confused dog.
"Awwh! I think it looks cute!" Draco said, walking behind Ron and wrapping his arms around the taller man. He kissed Ron's neck and whispered for him to sit down. "Breakfast is almost done!" he proclaimed and went back to cooking. "What time are the guests coming?" Ron asked with a mouth full of eggs.
"They should be here around nine tonight." "How late are they staying?" "Until they feel like leaving." Ron groaned.
"Oh cheer up, it'll do you some good to mingle! Just take a nap if you're tired." "Will you join me?" "If I'm not needed elsewhere, although I must say I am not in the least bit tired." Ron groaned again.
"You're such a baby." "I just don't like sleeping without you...I'm too used to it! That's what happens when you haven't been apart from someone in seven years!" "Ron?" Marissa cut in.
"Yeah?" "Just how long have you two been together?" "Since we were sixteen." "Whoa..." she trailed off. Later in the afternoon, Ron laid uncomfortably on the couch, trying with every once life to go to sleep without Draco. 'This is useless.' he thought and stood up, only to turn into Draco's arms. "Where'd you come from?" he asked the blonde.
"I can't let you suffer...let's to go bed, I don't want you to miss out on the party tonight." Draco said and kissed Ron on the nose.
"Thank you." Ron led him to the bedroom and fell onto the bed, kissing his boyfriend.
"Sleep tight." "I will, in your arms." "You two are such romantics!" Marissa said, coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her head. She laughed and left the two alone in the room.
Two hours later Ron woke up to find he was still wrapped in the blonde's arms. He smiled up at the man he loved and cuddled up to him. Draco hadn't fallen asleep. He had been watching Ron most of the time, and just recently continued to read his book in bed. "Well hello there, sleepy head." Draco teased and kissed the top of Ron's head after closing his book. "Still tired, or is it safe to get out of bed? We have things to do before the guests arrive tonight!" "Yeah... I suppose we can get out." Ron said reluctantly. He could stay there in Draco's arms for the rest of his life. "Baby..." "Mmm?" "When was the last time I told you I loved you?" "This morning." "Oh, not enough today then. I love you so much." Ron smiled and sat up, kissing Draco softly. "I love you too, Sweetie. Now lets go get all of these horrible chores done. I know you have some for me to do. You always do." he pouted.
"Oh grow up. You're a wizard, Ron. It's not so hard to do chores when you have a wand!" "But I'm llaazzyy!" he whined.
"Humm, then I guess you won't have the energy for what I have planned for after the guests leave." As soon as Draco said it Ron got a naughty look on his face and brightened up. He did his chores without complain and even helped Marissa with some of her school work she was given before the break. At 9:01 there was a knock on the door. It was Fred, George, and their wives.
"9:01!?" Fred said looking at his watch. "Is this what you call fashionably late!?" he asked his twin. George rolled his eyes and smacked the back of Fred's head. "Oww That hurt!" "You know Ron," Draco said. "I shouldn't have told you to grow up earlier. I see now that it runs in the family." Ron scowled. He knew is was only a joke, but he didn't like when people spoke foul of his family. Then again, Draco practically was family. It was only a joke. Ron smiled. Fred and George went outside to play with Marissa and some of their joke toys. Their wives sat talking over tea in the kitchen. Draco sat in the living room, his feet tucked under his bum for warmth. He curled under a blanket with hot cocoa in his hands. He stared up at something above the fire place; something that had been catching his eye a lot lately. Ron walked into the living room. He swallowed a cookie and looked at Draco with a sadness in his eye. "Sweetie, why do you keep looking at that old tapestry? I agreed to let you have it in the house, but most you stare at it all the time?" "They are my family, Ron, I can't just forget them." "Family? No, Draco, they are not family! Your father brainwashed you! He hates you Draco, for being with me! What kind of a fucking family is that!?" he didn't notice his voice grow into a shout. A single tear escaped Draco's eyes. It rolled down his cheek, causing Ron to stop and sit down next to his boyfriend. "I'm so sorry, Sweetie. It's just...he's hurt you so much. My family has taken care of you for so many years, I just...I always felt like we were your family now, and that you didn't care about them anymore...especially after your mother died. I know you loved her." Draco nodded. No more tears came, but he looked very disturbed. "You're right, Ron, you guys are my family... do you know what that means?" he asked, pointing at a saying on the tapestry. Ron has always wondered about it, but never asked.
'Mors mortis ante dedecus.'
was written in dark red letters. The style of it dripped like blood at the bottom of the letters. It has always given Ron the chills.
"Death before dishonor." Draco spoke softly, translating it to Ron after the red head didn't answer his question. "I would surely be killed for this, Ron." "Killed for what?" "This, Ron!" he motioned his hand between the two of them. "I'm gay. That is not acceptable for a Malfoy, or for anyone for that! Malfoy's don't accept such things. If one of their own defies them...the only punishment is death. My father can rot in prison for all I care, so let's hope to what ever god is out there that he doesn't get out." "Sweetie..." was all Ron could say. He hugged Draco into him, letting the blonde cry onto his shoulder. He didn't know what to say. He knew that Sirius Black was still the only one to even break out of Azkaban, but he also knew that Lucius had been there before, but his strong persuasion always got him out. However, he had been in for many years, Ron figured there was little chance for him escaping death there. However...you just never could tell.
Once the other guests arrived Draco seemed back to his normal self. They had plenty of fun in the three hours before the new year. Once the clock struck twelve, Marissa was outside running around like a maniac while the twins shot off different Weasley Wizard Wheezes fire works. One was shared like a heart that flew over top of George and his wife. They smiled at each other and broke into a passionate kiss. Fred set off another that looked like a ferret that bounced around Draco for awhile, making him very annoyed with Fred for a while. George had set off another after kissing his wife that was a pony which ran around the yard for some time after. Finally they set one high into the air which said 'Happy New Year.' Once they were all set off Marissa collapsed to the ground, ready for sleep. "I'll take care of it." Ron said and kissed Draco on the cheek. He went over to his sister and scooped her up into his arms. After tucking her into bed and putting a small silencing charm around her room so they wouldn't disturb her, he raced downstairs and exclaimed "Now the real party begins!" before opening the liquor cabinet and taking out some fire whiskey. "Come on Neville!" Ron said twenty minutes later, slightly drunk. They were all playing one of those silly little drinking games. Neville, however, refused to down anymore shots. "You've got all those manly muscles now," he teased, "show you have some guts to go along with them!" Neville nearly took Ginny's hand. "Were leaving. I refuse to get drunk when I have children to go home to!" with that he and Ginny apperated. "Too many damn children if you ask me! Gin's been getting a lot of sex from that guy!" Draco laughed. He wasn't drunk but he came out of his shell when fun was happening. "Oh, and your saying you don't get a lot?" George asked with a raised eye brow.
"Please, I do not need to hear about it!" Bill said with a disgusted face. "Go on, tell us. Boys, how often -do- you two have sex?" Fred pressed on.
"Not enough." Ron mumbled. The truth was that although he cherished Draco for who he was, and loved just being around him... the blonde teased he way too often and got he aroused and then didn't complete the task. Draco leaned in and whispered into Ron's ear. "I wouldn't get too drunk if I were you... like I said, I was planning something for after they all left... however, it's shot if your drunk." Ron immediately put his drink down and went to get some coffee instead. At three in the morning Charlie let out a long yawn and everyone nodded in agreement. "Looks like we're all off." he said and everyone started to say their goodbyes. The two men of the house, however, we wide awake and grinned at each other as the final guest left. Draco walked over to Ron and took his hand. "So..." he said, kissing the red head. "I love you." Ron said, realizing that he didn't say it enough unless Draco said it first. Draco must have noticed too, because he smiled and pushed Ron down onto the couch. He straddled on top of him and kissed him, softly at first, and then more passionately. "I love you too." Draco said quickly before kissing his boyfriend again, this time with tongue. Soon, when air was needed, the two broke and Ron led the blonde to the bedroom. he pushed Draco into a laying position on the bed and got on top of him. He started to kiss his neck, bruising it a little with bite marks. Draco moaned a little in pleasure and began to unbutton his lovers shirt.
Let's just say that this time they weren't interrupted, and damn it was just what they needed.
A/N: hah...sorry to cut that off! Just use your imagination! Okay, so I'm really sorry it took so long for this to come out! But I had two weeks of band camp and then a week off before school starts...but I have to do all kinds of honors work in this week! blah! Okay, so right now I should really be doing my honors lit and Spanish work but hey, I'm lazy! Plus, I decided it's been too long since I've written, and I didn't want to loose my readers. If you read any of my other stories, I should be spitting out some more chapters after all of my work is due on Thursday...so, I hope you enjoyed it! Review! -Hugs!-
The was the morning of New Year's Eve. They had invited some people over to celebrate, and they bought tons of sweets and party toys for Marissa, who was still staying with them. About an hour later, Ron lifted his head to see if Draco was still awake; neither of them had actually fallen back to sleep, but the rest was enough for Ron. He kissed the blonde again after he received a smile. "I love you so much." Ron whispered and leaned in, kissing those pink lips again. "Sweetie, what time is it?" he asked, seemly randomly.
"I believe it must be around ten o'clock, love." Draco said, running a hand through his boyfriend's red locks. "Why?" he added, kissing Ron.
"I don't want to get up, but I bet Marissa's hungry." "Not that you would have to get up...I do all of the cooking!" Draco laughed.
"True...but what's the fun of being here without you?" "Oh, baby, I love you." Draco kissed his boyfriend one more time, more passionately and deeply, and got out of bed. He brushed the wrinkles out of robes and walked down the hall, into the living room. "Morning!" Marissa said cheerfully, seeing the blonde walking into the room.
"Hungry?" he asked.
"Starving!" she laughed, and pushed him into the kitchen. Soon Ron talked into the room, fully dressed, but his hair was wild. "You do own a comb don't you?" Marissa joked.
"Huh?" Ron titled his head like a confused dog.
"Awwh! I think it looks cute!" Draco said, walking behind Ron and wrapping his arms around the taller man. He kissed Ron's neck and whispered for him to sit down. "Breakfast is almost done!" he proclaimed and went back to cooking. "What time are the guests coming?" Ron asked with a mouth full of eggs.
"They should be here around nine tonight." "How late are they staying?" "Until they feel like leaving." Ron groaned.
"Oh cheer up, it'll do you some good to mingle! Just take a nap if you're tired." "Will you join me?" "If I'm not needed elsewhere, although I must say I am not in the least bit tired." Ron groaned again.
"You're such a baby." "I just don't like sleeping without you...I'm too used to it! That's what happens when you haven't been apart from someone in seven years!" "Ron?" Marissa cut in.
"Yeah?" "Just how long have you two been together?" "Since we were sixteen." "Whoa..." she trailed off. Later in the afternoon, Ron laid uncomfortably on the couch, trying with every once life to go to sleep without Draco. 'This is useless.' he thought and stood up, only to turn into Draco's arms. "Where'd you come from?" he asked the blonde.
"I can't let you suffer...let's to go bed, I don't want you to miss out on the party tonight." Draco said and kissed Ron on the nose.
"Thank you." Ron led him to the bedroom and fell onto the bed, kissing his boyfriend.
"Sleep tight." "I will, in your arms." "You two are such romantics!" Marissa said, coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her head. She laughed and left the two alone in the room.
Two hours later Ron woke up to find he was still wrapped in the blonde's arms. He smiled up at the man he loved and cuddled up to him. Draco hadn't fallen asleep. He had been watching Ron most of the time, and just recently continued to read his book in bed. "Well hello there, sleepy head." Draco teased and kissed the top of Ron's head after closing his book. "Still tired, or is it safe to get out of bed? We have things to do before the guests arrive tonight!" "Yeah... I suppose we can get out." Ron said reluctantly. He could stay there in Draco's arms for the rest of his life. "Baby..." "Mmm?" "When was the last time I told you I loved you?" "This morning." "Oh, not enough today then. I love you so much." Ron smiled and sat up, kissing Draco softly. "I love you too, Sweetie. Now lets go get all of these horrible chores done. I know you have some for me to do. You always do." he pouted.
"Oh grow up. You're a wizard, Ron. It's not so hard to do chores when you have a wand!" "But I'm llaazzyy!" he whined.
"Humm, then I guess you won't have the energy for what I have planned for after the guests leave." As soon as Draco said it Ron got a naughty look on his face and brightened up. He did his chores without complain and even helped Marissa with some of her school work she was given before the break. At 9:01 there was a knock on the door. It was Fred, George, and their wives.
"9:01!?" Fred said looking at his watch. "Is this what you call fashionably late!?" he asked his twin. George rolled his eyes and smacked the back of Fred's head. "Oww That hurt!" "You know Ron," Draco said. "I shouldn't have told you to grow up earlier. I see now that it runs in the family." Ron scowled. He knew is was only a joke, but he didn't like when people spoke foul of his family. Then again, Draco practically was family. It was only a joke. Ron smiled. Fred and George went outside to play with Marissa and some of their joke toys. Their wives sat talking over tea in the kitchen. Draco sat in the living room, his feet tucked under his bum for warmth. He curled under a blanket with hot cocoa in his hands. He stared up at something above the fire place; something that had been catching his eye a lot lately. Ron walked into the living room. He swallowed a cookie and looked at Draco with a sadness in his eye. "Sweetie, why do you keep looking at that old tapestry? I agreed to let you have it in the house, but most you stare at it all the time?" "They are my family, Ron, I can't just forget them." "Family? No, Draco, they are not family! Your father brainwashed you! He hates you Draco, for being with me! What kind of a fucking family is that!?" he didn't notice his voice grow into a shout. A single tear escaped Draco's eyes. It rolled down his cheek, causing Ron to stop and sit down next to his boyfriend. "I'm so sorry, Sweetie. It's just...he's hurt you so much. My family has taken care of you for so many years, I just...I always felt like we were your family now, and that you didn't care about them anymore...especially after your mother died. I know you loved her." Draco nodded. No more tears came, but he looked very disturbed. "You're right, Ron, you guys are my family... do you know what that means?" he asked, pointing at a saying on the tapestry. Ron has always wondered about it, but never asked.
'Mors mortis ante dedecus.'
was written in dark red letters. The style of it dripped like blood at the bottom of the letters. It has always given Ron the chills.
"Death before dishonor." Draco spoke softly, translating it to Ron after the red head didn't answer his question. "I would surely be killed for this, Ron." "Killed for what?" "This, Ron!" he motioned his hand between the two of them. "I'm gay. That is not acceptable for a Malfoy, or for anyone for that! Malfoy's don't accept such things. If one of their own defies them...the only punishment is death. My father can rot in prison for all I care, so let's hope to what ever god is out there that he doesn't get out." "Sweetie..." was all Ron could say. He hugged Draco into him, letting the blonde cry onto his shoulder. He didn't know what to say. He knew that Sirius Black was still the only one to even break out of Azkaban, but he also knew that Lucius had been there before, but his strong persuasion always got him out. However, he had been in for many years, Ron figured there was little chance for him escaping death there. However...you just never could tell.
Once the other guests arrived Draco seemed back to his normal self. They had plenty of fun in the three hours before the new year. Once the clock struck twelve, Marissa was outside running around like a maniac while the twins shot off different Weasley Wizard Wheezes fire works. One was shared like a heart that flew over top of George and his wife. They smiled at each other and broke into a passionate kiss. Fred set off another that looked like a ferret that bounced around Draco for awhile, making him very annoyed with Fred for a while. George had set off another after kissing his wife that was a pony which ran around the yard for some time after. Finally they set one high into the air which said 'Happy New Year.' Once they were all set off Marissa collapsed to the ground, ready for sleep. "I'll take care of it." Ron said and kissed Draco on the cheek. He went over to his sister and scooped her up into his arms. After tucking her into bed and putting a small silencing charm around her room so they wouldn't disturb her, he raced downstairs and exclaimed "Now the real party begins!" before opening the liquor cabinet and taking out some fire whiskey. "Come on Neville!" Ron said twenty minutes later, slightly drunk. They were all playing one of those silly little drinking games. Neville, however, refused to down anymore shots. "You've got all those manly muscles now," he teased, "show you have some guts to go along with them!" Neville nearly took Ginny's hand. "Were leaving. I refuse to get drunk when I have children to go home to!" with that he and Ginny apperated. "Too many damn children if you ask me! Gin's been getting a lot of sex from that guy!" Draco laughed. He wasn't drunk but he came out of his shell when fun was happening. "Oh, and your saying you don't get a lot?" George asked with a raised eye brow.
"Please, I do not need to hear about it!" Bill said with a disgusted face. "Go on, tell us. Boys, how often -do- you two have sex?" Fred pressed on.
"Not enough." Ron mumbled. The truth was that although he cherished Draco for who he was, and loved just being around him... the blonde teased he way too often and got he aroused and then didn't complete the task. Draco leaned in and whispered into Ron's ear. "I wouldn't get too drunk if I were you... like I said, I was planning something for after they all left... however, it's shot if your drunk." Ron immediately put his drink down and went to get some coffee instead. At three in the morning Charlie let out a long yawn and everyone nodded in agreement. "Looks like we're all off." he said and everyone started to say their goodbyes. The two men of the house, however, we wide awake and grinned at each other as the final guest left. Draco walked over to Ron and took his hand. "So..." he said, kissing the red head. "I love you." Ron said, realizing that he didn't say it enough unless Draco said it first. Draco must have noticed too, because he smiled and pushed Ron down onto the couch. He straddled on top of him and kissed him, softly at first, and then more passionately. "I love you too." Draco said quickly before kissing his boyfriend again, this time with tongue. Soon, when air was needed, the two broke and Ron led the blonde to the bedroom. he pushed Draco into a laying position on the bed and got on top of him. He started to kiss his neck, bruising it a little with bite marks. Draco moaned a little in pleasure and began to unbutton his lovers shirt.
Let's just say that this time they weren't interrupted, and damn it was just what they needed.
A/N: hah...sorry to cut that off! Just use your imagination! Okay, so I'm really sorry it took so long for this to come out! But I had two weeks of band camp and then a week off before school starts...but I have to do all kinds of honors work in this week! blah! Okay, so right now I should really be doing my honors lit and Spanish work but hey, I'm lazy! Plus, I decided it's been too long since I've written, and I didn't want to loose my readers. If you read any of my other stories, I should be spitting out some more chapters after all of my work is due on Thursday...so, I hope you enjoyed it! Review! -Hugs!-