Detective Work
Feb. 22nd, 2015 04:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Detective Work
Author: bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Sexual suggestion, non-explicit references to BDSM
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt # 76-“Until when?”; Whomping Willow; Beat
Notes: This one honestly surprised me. Not at all what I extended to write with this set of prompts. But I’m pleased with it, and I hope that readers will be, too. Please note that everything referred to herein is done with consent of both parties involved. I in no way advocate abuse of any kind. Now with a sequel: Here You Are
Summary: Neville confronts Ron about where he’s been going when he leaves the common room at night.
Detective Work
“Ron, where’ve you been, mate? It looks like you’ve gone ten rounds with the Whomping Willow.”
“Nowhere, Neville. Leave it, all right?” It’s nothing.”
“You think I’m blind, don’t you?”
“Neville, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You can’t think I’m that thick, Ron. I’ve seen you sneaking back too many times. You may as well come clean. How did it happen?”
“How did what happen?”
“You and Malfoy, you idiot!”
“Malfoy? What about him?”
“Bloody hell, Ron! Just tell it’s consensual.”
“Whatever happens outside of Gryffindor Tower is my business. Everything is done with my knowledge and consent. You don’t have to worry. ”
“Is that a cut? It almost looks like he attacked you! He didn’t beat you did he?!”
“Calm down, Neville! I told you, no. He’d never do that, I promise you. We have a—a thing, okay?”
“What kind of thing? And when did this happen?”
“It was just after our quidditch game against Slytherin. Malfoy came to get a dig in at me about us only winning the game on luck instead of talent. We fought, and before it was done, we were both hard. One thing led to another, and well, here we are.”
“Does Harry know?”
“No one does. And I’d like to keep it that way.”
“Until when?”
“Until we graduate. I don’t want anyone mad at me for being involved with a Slytherin, and Malfoy’s friends wouldn’t react well to him spending time with a Gryffindor. I just don’t want any trouble, Nev.”
“Seems to me that trouble has you by the balls, Ron. But if you’re happy—“
“I’ve got no complaints, Neville. Believe me.”
“I really don’t need to hear the details, Ron. But if he ever hurts you, he’ll have us to deal with, right? I just wanted to make sure you were safe and all that.”
“We always are. He never does anything I don’t ask him to.”
“Who knew Malfoy could actually be human?”
“Oh, he’s wicked and a demon. It feels good.”
“Ron! Too much information. I’m not listening.”
“I’m going to bed. I’m knackered. You won’t say anything?”
“Never. I may even ask you to Obliviate me.”
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on 2015-02-22 10:08 pm (UTC)Curiosity killed the cat, Nev! :D
Ouch, my Ronnie hurt... I don't wanna know what Malfoy looks like, then! :) I can't imagine a Weasley letting a Malfoy gain a square inch of ground, his dad would disown him! ;)
You're superfabulous for writing Ron/Draco, you know? Sometimes I think you and I are the only ones still doing so, though I'm nowhere near so productive as you are - nor as entertaining! :)
*feeds the plot bunnies some hugs so they come back plenty of times!*
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on 2015-02-22 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2015-02-22 11:38 pm (UTC)Oh, you know, the quality has nothing to do with the length. I would know, I'm used to writing Bible-sized stories and I doubt any of them is worth half as much as your little vignettes. Keep going when you're inspired, you're right - these two are highly flammable when one next to the other and I happen to love their combustible energy! :)
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on 2015-02-22 11:49 pm (UTC)