Disclaimer: If I had the rights, would I have made Ron this sexy? No.. I would not.

A/N: Listen good, for I will say this only once; English is not my native language, so any typo's that my spelcheck didn't filter out or grammar mistakes are because I simply didn't know better. If you really detest it... Beta it for me!

Chapter 6

"I feel like I have a hangover, without all the happy memories, but with some mystery bruises" (Partly Ellen Degeneres, partly modified)

It was a long time ago Ron could walk so carefree around Diagon Alley, without any worries about being attacked or that he would have to work. Many things had changed since the last time he went for a stroll here. Many shops had closed, some of the closed shops had reopened. To his delight he saw that the ice cream parlour of Florean Fortescue had reopened. When he went there to buy an ice cream, he found out that a relative had reopened it, after the aurors found out that Florean was killed by Death Eaters.

The ice cream still tasted the same as back in his school years. Ron was glad that not everything had changed. He continued to walk through Diagon Alley, till someone bumped into him, shoving his ice cream up his nose at the same time. Ron was about to look up and scream at the person in front of him, when he saw it was Pansy. For a moment she just looked at him with a surprised look at her face but it didn't take long before she started laughing. "That's the first time I saw someone trying to freeze their brains this way" Ron was absolutely not amused and it showed. When Pansy noticed, she rummaged through her purse and got out a handkerchief. While offering the handkerchief to Ron she asked him how he was doing and if she could buy him a new ice-cream or a drink for the inconvenience.

And by the prospect of getting a free drink, Ron gladly took the offer. So they headed back to the Leaky Cauldron. Of course Tom greeted them immediately when they came in and showed them to a table. "What can I get you two?" Ron was actually quite surprised when Pansy ordered a glass of Ogden's Old Fire whisky that early in the afternoon, but he decided on the same. After Tom left he decided to question her about it. "You didn't seem the type that would drink a Fire whisky. Especially not this early in the afternoon." She smiled at him. "I just had a hard day at work and every time that happens I promise myself a Fire whisky as soon as I get out of work. It actually surprises me that Tom here, doesn't think I'm an alcoholic yet."

After that first Fire Whisky more followed and they were both pleasantly surprised when they found out that they were actually having a good time. Ron found out that Pansy had a great sense of humour and actually had a lot in common with him. For instance she liked to play Wizards Chess and loved homemade diners. And Pansy found out that Ron was actually a good listener and much more sensitive than she expected him too. And the fact he couldn't hold his liquor was just to cute. The fact that Pansy was thinking of Ron as cute, was mostly to blame that she couldn't hold her liquor as well. But it didn't keep them from drinking more and more.

The next morning Ron woke up with a hangover the size of Great Britain. That wasn't one of the moments he felt like a man. Right now he felt like a mop. He tried to put his hands to his head and massage his temple, but his arm was stuck. When he looked at his arm, he saw a very naked Pansy Parkinson lying on his arm. Oh.. Bloody.. Hell.. That was probably the most accurate description of this very moment. Carefully he tried to remove his arm and got up out of bed. There were many things going through his head right now. Whether or not he should wake her first or that he should get a hangover potion. But by the time he had looked down and saw that he was naked as well, the only question running around his head was 'Bloody hell, what the fuck happened?!'

That was the exact same thing what Pansy screamed when she woke up and saw Ron standing at the other side of the room in his birthday suit. Of course she immediately regretted the fact she screamed, when she felt her head pounding because of the immense amounts of alcohol she had treated herself to. Before he disappeared into the bathroom Ron saw the disgusted look on her face. Standing in front of the sink he looked in the mirror and asked himself again what happened. But the amount of love bites he saw in his neck kind of explained it all. In spite of himself he grinned. He always suspected Pansy to be a little kinky. Grabbing a towel and two hangover potions from the medicine cabinet, he returned to his bedroom.

Pansy was hastily putting on her clothes again, looking quite upset. Ron laid his free hand on her shoulder to stop her and gave her the hangover potion. When she looked at him, he could imagine why he slept with her. Not just because they were drunk, but he could imagine himself kissing her now. Sleeping with her again, but based on the incredulous look she was giving him he didn't think it would ever happen again. After she drank the hangover potion, Pansy spoke up. "Euhm, Ron? Could we just forget what happened tonight. It's painfully obvious we made a mistake." At her statement Ron's heart cringed, but he remained to look cool and said "Yeah, we did make a mistake." Even though he reminded himself of the disgusted look on her face when she woke up, he couldn't help notice that the moment he said that, her composure wavered. So he decided to continue. "Maybe next time we should try it sober." Putting his hand under her chin and tilting it up, he kissed her gently and even with a little hope.

Ron had to admit that he didn't remember much from the day before, just little fragments. But this felt good. The kiss lasted longer then he expected. He thought Pansy would have broken it off by now but since she was nearly clinging to him, Ron didn't felt de need to stop either. At first the kiss was gentle and hopeful, but before both of them knew it, it became hungry and passionate. Ron found himself pulling on her clothes again, spreading them across the room in the same fashion as they were lying before. Pansy's eager hands roamed his naked body and feverously he tried to return the favour. In no time they were lying in bed again. This time he would remember every single detail so intensively, that it would make up for the lost memories of the last night.