Veritaserum Confessions

[bleedingangel84]

Title: Veritaserum Confessions

Author: bleedingangel84

Beta: None

Pairing: Ron/Draco

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Sexual Suggestion

Word Count: 365

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.

Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt # 122-A softly simmering cauldron; Roonil Wazlib; Bezoar

Notes: Sequel to Truth. Part of an ongoing Ron/Draco series that for some reason is clamouring for a return engagement thanks to this week’s prompts. It would probably be helpful to read the others first for this one to make the most sense.

Summary: Ron and Draco face the consequences of Narcissa’s gift.

Veritaserum Confessions

“I want you to kiss me, Ronald.”

“That potion really works. Remind me to send your mum some roses or something, would you?”

“Shut up and kiss me, you idiot! Before the potion wears off and you go back to professing your hatred of me.”

“I don’t hate you. Fighting with you is just too much of an enjoyable habit to break.”

“I’m glad you don’t hate me. I don’t hate you either. But I’d still rather be kissing than talking.”

“Brilliant idea, that.”

Ron gripped Draco’s shoulders, pulling him closer. The kiss started out soft and tentative, slowly deepening into something more carnal. Both men moaned hungrily, intent on exploring every inch of one another’s mouths. Draco was lost in a torrent of overwhelming sensations, groaning as the two separated.

“As enjoyable as this is, we have to get to work on that potion, or Severus will kill us.”

“The potion is fine. We put it under a stasis spell, remember?”

“Weasley, potions can only be left under stasis spell for so long before the effects are nullified.”

“I like it better when you call me Ronald.”

“Ronald, then. Would you mind handing me a bezoar, please? It will save the potion from spoiling.”

Ron did as asked, eying Draco closely.

“Gods, you look hot standing over a slowly simmering cauldron. I just want to devour you.”

“Don’t say things like that when I’m trying to concentrate on making this potion correctly. I can’t think when you look at me that way. I’ve had feelings for you since you were using your brothers’ defective quills to do your essays for classes. Roonil Wazlib, indeed. I’ve never seen Severus that shade of red. He turned the colour of old brick every time you turned something in.”

“Did you have to bring up that old bat? There are much more pleasant things we could be talking about right now.”

“Yes, all of which mortify me. Please allow me to walk out of the room with my dignity intact.”

“Would it help if I said I’ve noticed you since school?”

“You hated me then”

“Still thought you were handsome. Evil, but gorgeous.”

“Well, that’s good to know. “

Comments

[my_thestral]

Iiiii, my boys are at it! :D :D They really are! It's just a bit of bad timing, but they'll sort that little thing out! It's nice for a change, hearing them blurt out their thoughts as they go - and so very different as usual! They're both giving up a bit of ground and they might just end up in each other's arms eventually! They almost did, but damn those silly potions! Thumbs up for Narcissa, though - this Slytherin mother really knows what her son needs better than he does! :)
Yey... this potion better not wear off before they get some action! :D

[bleedingangel84.livejournal.com]

This one was screaming, "Write me!" so loudly that it wouldn't be ignored. We shall see whether they get more carnal in the next installment. I'm so glad you enjoy these.