"Observe the dark color..." "It should be smoking, not bubbling..."
He scowled, scuffing his foot against the floor. Harry and Hermione had been one of the first students out of the dungeon, and he could no longer pick them out from among the steadily receding herd of Hogwarts scolars. The stone-walled corridor was quickly emptying, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
Or so he thought.
"Oy, Ron. Can I have a word?" A soft voice reached his ears. He whirled, ready to take out his anger on whoever was standing there, and was shocked to find himself looking into a pair of cool gray eyes. Draco Malfoy. Ron stared, his mouth hanging open. Draco, for once, was without his Slytherin posse, and wasn't looking at Ron with his usual sneer. There was a strange look in his eyes, one that Ron had never seen on the Slytherin Prince before then: not contempt or scorn, but something almost friendly. Why isn't he saying something horrible? Ron thought, thoroughly confused. And... was it my imagination, or did he just call me Ron? A frown settled onto the Weasley's face as suspicion crept into his chest. He would have left right then if it wasn't for his curiousity: What was Malfoy up to?
Draco grabbed the material of Ron's sleeve, steering him into a small hallway off the main corridor. Ron looked down at the shorter boy, trying to detect something familiar about Malfoy's behavior. He opened his mouth to speak.
"Malfoy, what - ?" He was cut off as Draco pushed him roughly against the wall, his shoulderblades pressing painfully into the hard stone. The Slytherin's pale hands rose to Ron's chest, rubbing against the dark material of his robes. Malfoy's body pressed itself against Ron's as the blonde's fingers danced over the taller boy's collarbone. Draco's cold gray eyes were shining with someting like awe in them, and if Ron wasn't mistaking... Is he... Is he shaking? Indeed, Malfoy's fingers trembled as they caressed the curve of Ron's neck. Ron felt heat rise in his ears, almost ashamed to be seeing such strong emotion in the usually cool boy.
Before Ron could speak, Draco had brought his face up close to Ron's, their mouths so close that both boys could feel the other's breath on their lips. Draco paused, his hands snaking up the the nape of Ron's neck, then brought his lips down to Ron's neck. He brushed them against Ron's skin, just below his ear. Ron's breath caught in his throat.
Then Malfoy roughly pushed himself away from the redhead, and rushed away, his footsteps echoing in the now-empty corridor.
Ron shuddered, his blue eyes closing as he sank to the cold floor. The spot below his ear, where Draco had placed his lips, burned hotter than the rest of his skin. He brought his long, quivering fingers up to touch the skin there, his brain racing with confusing thoughts.
What... just happened? His mind screamed. Was it just another one of Malfoy's cruel jokes? No, the emotion in the Slytherin's eyes... That couldn't have been faked, could it? Then... What the hell just happened! His shocked brain repeated to him. Why am I quaking like a leaf? He drew in a shaking breath, and slumped against the wall as a quiet sob racked his body.
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Draco smiled breathlessly as he left a shocked Ron to stride down the dungeon corridor. He recalled the shape of Ron's body that his fingers had traced, tried to imagine how it looked under the boy's robes. He ducked behind a statue, his breath coming in quiet, ragged puffs.
Draco's being was drenched in desire. It's a wonder I didn't just rape him right there, he thought somewhat giddily, picturing the delicious shock in Ron's blue eyes. He hoped to see that expression again, the next time he caught Weasley alone. I didn't even kiss him, Draco said to himself thoughtfully. But why? I could have, he was obviously too surprised to stop me. He giggled softly, adrenaline still racing through him. Watch out, Weasley, he thought, because next time, I won't hold back.
Author's Note: I was a little worried about using third-person for this, but I think it came out okay... And FYI, the AU mentioned in the summary is that Hogwarts is Umbridge-less in the fifth year. Please review! (And thank you to the one person who has reviewed so far. I'm flattered that you liked it. I hope you like this too!)