Horny Devils
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Title: Horny Devils
Author: bleedingangel84
Rating: PG-13
Beta: None
Word Count: 840
Warnings: Sexual suggestion, voyeurism, biting, a little blood
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and co. belong to the author and copyright holders, not me. I make no money, I just do this for fun.
Written for: my_thestral, just because I wanted to.
Notes: I was in the mood to write some Draco/Ron, and this is what came of it. Heed the warnings. No like? Don’t read. Hope that any who read it enjoy it.
Summary: Draco and Ron are stuck working together. Will they get through it or kill each other?
Horny Devils
“Weasley, you and Potter will have to separate. Go and work with Mister Malfoy.”
“But—Professor! That’s not fair!”
“Life is often not fair, Mister Weasley. The war is over and done. I, for one, am heartily disgusted by the animosity you and Mister Malfoy continue to display toward one another. You are both adults now. It is time you acted as such.”
“I beg your pardon, Professor, but it is Weasley who displays animosity toward me. I merely respond to him in attempts to defend myself.”
“Be that as it may, Mister Malfoy, you play a part in this rivalry. I know your families have a history of feuding, but it is attitudes such as that which led to the War with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The two of you will learn to at least be civil with one another during your remaining time at Hogwarts. Anything less would bring a stain of dishonor to your family names.”
“Like Malfoy has any honour left to lose,” Ron snorted, grumbling under his breath.
“What is your problem, Weasley? I didn’t say anything to you. I know I was a right little shit for most of our years here, but I haven’t been recently.”
“I know, but I don’t trust your act. You must be hiding something.”
“Why would I be hiding anything? The Dark Lord and my father are dead. I have no reason to hide anymore.”
“And what does that mean? That I’m suddenly supposed to forgive you because you’ve turned into some porcelain angel? Will not happen!”
“I’m hardly an angel, Weasley,” Draco smirked, “I never claimed to be that.”
“You’ve hardly put a toe out of line since we’ve been back. You’re civil to Harry. To Hermione, even. Why?”
“Atonement, Weasley. I owe them.”
“Gentlemen, I’m needed elsewhere. It appears that the two of you can exist in the same room without bloodshed, so I will trust you to leave my classroom in one piece. If you don’t, it will be a month’s detention.”
“Yes, Professor McGonagall.”
“Potter, keep an eye out and make sure they don’t hex one another.”
“Of course, Professor.”
“We are hardly children in need of a nanny, Potter.”
“Then that will make my job frightfully easy won’t it?”
“Quite so.”
“That is just disturbing! Stop it!”
“Stop what? We’re talking.”
“Exactly. You are talking with a Malfoy. That’s just wrong.”
“Oh, don’t get your knickers in a knot, Weasley. I’m not going to steal your best friend.”
“I wouldn’t put it past you, Malfoy!”
“Ron, Draco is right. You’re not behaving rationally about this.”
“I feel like I don’t even know you anymore sometimes, Harry. You’re always so serious. it’s like you forgot how to have fun. Everyone is different now.”
“You’ve changed, too, Ron. I’ve heard you talking in your sleep at night.”
Harry cut his eyes to Draco pointedly, causing a deep pink flush to begin creeping up the back of Ron’s neck.
“Now I am intrigued. What does he say?”
“Shut up, Harry. You wouldn’t, would you?”
“It’s not my secret, Ron. But it’s okay if you like him.”
“I don’t like him! I hate him! He’s a prat and a git!”
“Merlin, Weasley, if that’s you liking me, I’d hate to see hatred.”
“You are so infuriating! Just—shut up and don’t talk,” Ron groaned.
Draco merely stared at Ron, raising an eyebrow.
“Quit staring at me! I can hear you thinking from here.”
“Well, what am I to do then? You don’t like it when I’m silent, you don’t like it when I talk. What’s left?”
Ron let out a frustrated growl and lunged, at Draco, nearly knocking him backward. Draco squeaked in fright, making a smile quirk at Ron’s lips.
“What in Circe’s name are you doing?”
Ron leaned into Draco’s space, tasting his breath in the moment just before he captured his lips. The kiss was violent and hungry. Teeth bit into the sensitive flesh of Draco’s lips, and the taste of his own blood filled his senses, but he could hardly bring himself to care. The only thing in his mind was to make Weasley surrender control. Heat seemed to infuse his very being as he bit back fiercely, commanding control of the kiss before soothing the bite with the soft tip of his tongue. It was battle and it was victory all in one. Both were lost in it for interminable minutes until Harry cleared his throat, causing them both to pull apart as if they’d been burned.
“That was…interesting. I’ll be in the loo. Don’t eat each other while I’m gone.”
“Don’t worry, Harry. We can always wait until you return. That is, if Weasley can keep his hands off me long enough.”
“Gods, you are annoying! I don’t know why I even like you.”
“Must be my unique Malfoy charm.”
“Do me a favour and shut up. I can think of better uses for that mouth of yours.”
“Weasley! Who knew you were such a horny devil?”
“Takes one to know one, Malfoy.”
“Touché.”
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on 2015-06-29 07:35 am (UTC)And they got to kiss, yey! *applauds loudly until someone throws her out of the audience* Oh, I hope they get somewhere private soon enough and they...uhm... settle their differences in a very... ehm... corporeal fashion. No broken limbs, please! The "other" corporeal fashion! :)
Oh, I'm just beyond silly today, but I'm so glad they're at each other's throats for an entirely different reasons at long last! :D
Great job making my morning, babe!
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on 2015-06-30 09:27 am (UTC)Loved it! <3
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on 2015-07-02 04:31 am (UTC)