To DNAngels…I skirt on the sex scenes because that would make it NC-17 and I've already gotten in trouble with fanfiction admins over a Libertines slash that I forgot was totally R and made it PG (I updated all of them at once and got the stories mixed up, my bad!) so I don't want to get kicked out of this site. I hope you've liked the rest of it though! (I know I get far behind on stories sometimes and I find it amazing how the people can write so much in the time I've forgotten)
I plan on making a "good" (i.e. steamy and sex filled) version of this and posting it at or ink stained or the like but I'm not sure…if I get more people telling me to do so, I will.
And to I Heart DM 11, since you have been oh so faithful to this story I think I might just have to fulfill your wish in later chapters ;)
Cassie x
Chapter 25
"I…I can explain myself," Seamus begged to the redhead entering the common room.
The younger girl pushed Ron forward, "Well?! Start explaining!" she demanded.
"No…Ron…it was…" he began, obviously stumbling over an excuse, an expression of a deer caught in headlights, but at the same time, trying not to laugh.
Ron shook his head, exerting all of his remaining energy in mock anger, "I'd rather not talk about this here," he said sternly and pointed to the boys' dormitory.
Seamus did his best to pout, eliciting a sigh, and hung his head, leading the other Gryffindor upstairs.
A grunt of satisfaction came from the younger girl as she made her way back to the throng of gossiping Gryffindors.
"Oh shit, oh shit…how should we go about this?" the stressed boy started pacing.
Ron collapsed onto his bed and laid on his stomach, arms bent and supporting his head. "Don't fret, darling. The trip up the staircase cleared my mind; well the best as I could with that blabbering twit going on and on. Anyways, there's nothing to worry about," Ron assured confidently.
Seamus ceased his pacing and folded his arms, "Alright then, what's the plan?"
The redhead grabbed a pillow since his arms weren't comfortable enough. "Simple, just say we lost interest and you're now dating someone else," he stated.
"Yeah but that's the problem, it makes me look like the bad guy in this situo. You'll be thought of as lonely, and not over it, and that I chose someone better than you, etc.," Seamus deduced.
Ron sighed, "Fine, I'll be dating someone else too."
"You've got enough offers, it'll be easy. So we'll tell 'the public' we were better off as friends and you'll be with your lover boy…boys, and I can snog Nick where I please," Seamus concluded with a satisfied nod.
"So I take it everything went well?" Ron inquired with a smile at Seamus' near glowing face once the stress of the situation melted away.
Not being able to suppress it, the brunette beamed brilliantly, "Amazing! I missed my last two classes but he, nor I, could be any happier. He was walking me back to my room, like he always used to do," insert dreamy sigh, "and kissed me goodbye and naturally we ended up full-on making out again and that's when the girl saw us," Seamus frowned. "I had it all figured out too, even how we would break-up after I came back…but you weren't back either, so the plan went out the window."
Ron couldn't help but smile, "Always the organized one, Seamus. Don't worry about it; people can't be that interested in all of this," he was interrupted by an enormous yawn. "We'll tell," another yawn, "everyone at dinner, okay?"
Seamus nodded, "Yeah, sounds good. You have Quidditch practice anyways, right?"
The exhausted redhead didn't bother to look at the time. "Yeah, it's probably underway as we speak…I can't be arsed to go in all honesty," Ron added with a sleepy laugh.
"Oh okay, it kinda looked like you had just come from it earlier, all sweaty and languid, but I guess that girl was real persistent," Seamus deduced, heading over to his books.
"I really need to shower…I should, but I'm so worn out," Ron drew out, making the effort to lift his torso up.
Seamus' eyebrow rose, "Something tell me you were up to other things, then?" he asked.
Ron smiled and sunk his head back into his pillow, "A bit," he articulated an octave higher than normal.
"So you did find a non-personalityless arse?" Seamus expected hopefully, chuckling, "Great job!"
Ron moaned into his pillow, "Not exactly," he whined, finally rising up to sit. Sighing, he confessed, "The same arse as the past several times."
Seamus' eyes brightened as he smirked. "Still Malfoy? I'm not sure whether to giggle, feel sorry for you, or be jealous. I thought there was nothing going on," he remarked conspiratorially.
"Hey, what's with that voice? There is nothing and that's fine with me. Just a series of coincidental events, the opportunity was there, both of us are lazy, so we took it. Three times," the realization brought a quick smile to his face. He had succeeded in seducing Draco Malfoy three times…or was it more? Ron relayed all thoughts in recent memory to get a correct number, considering which acts would count or not.
"You should ask him to play along as your boyfriend!" Seamus cooed, knowingly upsetting Ron, who was deep in thought after his admittance which Seamus took as a cue to make said comment.
Ron shook his head, "No way!"
"Come on, both past flings that we 'go back to'? They'll believe that even more!" Seamus reasoned.
Ron squirmed, just now noticing the effect of his previous thoughts, "I don't know, we'll see."
"You know," Seamus gulped, "You won't want to hear this, but this my opinion. As your ex-love-ah I have a right to say that I think he might really like you. I could get my Slytherin friend to do some 'detective' work…"
The redhead laughed, "Oh Seamus, the hopeless romantic. I think I'll just get another boyfriend, but do get your friend to research, it'll prove you wrong," he answered, slightly frowning at the supposition. "I mean, this is Draco we're talking about," he winced, "Malfoy's not going to be vocal about love, the greatest weakness of all, anytime soon I can assure you…plus I do not like him back," he curtly nodded ending the thought process defensively. "Anyways, I really must be taking a shower so I can fall asleep," Ron added.
Seamus smiled, noting the obvious distress the Gryffindor was displaying, "Okay, okay, Ronald. It was just a suggestion; you can have all the lovely boys you want and all the gossip will be cleared. I'll be in the common room getting the lab completed for Potions, if you need anything. Rest up," he cheerfully added before exiting.
"What I need is to get rid of this," Ron thought to himself as he made his way to the showers, having trouble getting there with the bulge in his pants. He might not like the Slytherin, but that won't stop him from imagining said blonde getting him off like earlier for release.