Sorry I haven't updated in a bit...I'm so glad you guys actually liked this! I've been visiting relatives in Louisiana who don't have a computer (yeah, can you believe it?) So now that I am at relatives who have one I am typing up the next chapter pour vous! Special thanks to Ladybug11, starlollie, and the chapter-by-chapter analysis of I Heart DM 11!
I'm working on chapter 10 but the strange environment is giving me writers block :/
Chapter 9
"And where is your pass, Ronald?" Professor Sprout responded to the stumbling boy entering her classroom, 15 minutes late.
Ron cringed; he couldn't very well tell her that Snape wouldn't give him a pass because he stayed too late? He was scrambling to think of an excuse, "I...I forgot..."
"...To get it, stupid Weasley," Draco sneered in his usual tone, sitting up from his test. "Forgive the idiot, he was in detention with Snape and myself, Mrs. Sprout."
The professor shook her head and tutted at Ron, "Well, here is your test. You will not get extra time on this so I suggest you get to it, Ronald." She handed him his packet and went back to her research in the Herbology encyclopedia.
Ron hurriedly grabbed his test and sat down in his normal seat next to Harry, gibing him a shrug and a smile. Ron wanted to say thanks but Draco, who was across the table, was busy at his own test, so he decided to follow suit.
Moonhelixes. Ron so knew this. Stupid Hermoine didn't have Fred and George growing these in her closet after they were second years. Perfect for anything foul smelling, Ron experienced these first hand since "mum would never suspect you to be in on this". That and he was promised chocolate frogs to keep them in his room so he eagerly agreed.
Taking about 20 minutes, he finished around the same time as most people did. He looked over to Hermoine, bushy hair covering the desk. Eraser furiously swiping the page to make sure all of her answers were filled just so on her paper and all of her second guesses were not to be noticed.
He smiled and thought "stupid git" and heard someone clearing his throat. Guessing he, once again, said his thoughts out loud, he looked to his diagonal left only to see Neville making a weird face at him, smirking. What the hell was he on about?
Draco also noticed the strange exchange as he had just finished his test as well. Ron caught Draco's glance only for a second and Ron noticed that he was finished and thought it the perfect time to apologize.
He slumped down in his chair and slid his foot across the floor after slipping his shoe off. The fuck off shiny and slippery leather on the show across from him indicated that he reached his target. Slowly gliding his foot to Draco's ankle, he found his opening in the pants and ascended slowly.
Draco, who was laughing silently at Hermoine at the time suddenly stopped and snarled at Ron. He kicked off Ron's foot and mouthed, "You owe me," sitting straight up in his chair, avoiding eye contact until the class ended.