Stag Party
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bleedingangel84Title: Stag Party
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual Situations, Language, Infidelity
Word Count:365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
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hogwarts365 Prompt #177-“Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing.” ― Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief; Philosophy; Loser’s LurgyNotes: Companion piece to Hen Party. This idea just wouldn’t let go until this was written. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Hermione and Ginny aren’t the only ones who had an eventful night.
Stag Party
“Harry, what in Merlin’s name happened last night?!”
“Oi! Ron, not so loud, yeah? My head in still pounding and the rest of me isn’t much better.”
“What did we do? Please don’t tell me we did what I think we did.”
“Well, judging from the state of my arse this morning, I’d say something definitely happened, though I admit the details are a bit hazy. I remember your cock.”
“Oh, no! Merlin, I can’t believe it. We didn’t, did we?”
“It wasn’t that terrible, was it? From what I can remember, you seemed rather enthusiastic.”
“Harry, mate, I’m supposed to be marrying Hermione in two days! I shouldn’t have had any desire to bugger my best mate senseless, should I? There’s something wrong with that. How can you be so calm about this?!” Ron wailed.
“I’m not, Ron. I’ve just always tried to face things as they come. It’s a philosophy that’s worked for most of my life, and I don’t see any reason to stop now.”
“Hermione is going to kill both of us. You realise that, right?”
“She may not, Ron. You never know. She might just hex you with Loser’s Lurgy so that you can never hold a Quaffle again.”
“Harry, you’re not helping! I’ve always known I was going to marry Hermione. That was the plan, and now it’s all shot to hell.”
“Plans can change, right? Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing. It’s too much pressure. Believe me, I know.”
“Harry, what am I supposed to do?”
“What do you want to do, Ron? Do you still want to get married, or not?”
“I don’t see how I can now. Not after what happened.”
“Do you regret what we did? Honestly?”
“Apart from hurting Hermione? Not as much as I probably should. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, if I’m honest.”
“I wouldn’t, either. But next time, it’s my turn to top. You owe me after last night. We both need showers and Hangover Potions if we intend to face Hermione.”
“Harry? I’ve just thought of something. We may not need to worry about Hermione.”
“What? Why?"
“Mum’s going to be livid.”
“Harry, what in Merlin’s name happened last night?!”
“Oi! Ron, not so loud, yeah? My head in still pounding and the rest of me isn’t much better.”
“What did we do? Please don’t tell me we did what I think we did.”
“Well, judging from the state of my arse this morning, I’d say something definitely happened, though I admit the details are a bit hazy. I remember your cock.”
“Oh, no! Merlin, I can’t believe it. We didn’t, did we?”
“It wasn’t that terrible, was it? From what I can remember, you seemed rather enthusiastic.”
“Harry, mate, I’m supposed to be marrying Hermione in two days! I shouldn’t have had any desire to bugger my best mate senseless, should I? There’s something wrong with that. How can you be so calm about this?!” Ron wailed.
“I’m not, Ron. I’ve just always tried to face things as they come. It’s a philosophy that’s worked for most of my life, and I don’t see any reason to stop now.”
“Hermione is going to kill both of us. You realise that, right?”
“She may not, Ron. You never know. She might just hex you with Loser’s Lurgy so that you can never hold a Quaffle again.”
“Harry, you’re not helping! I’ve always known I was going to marry Hermione. That was the plan, and now it’s all shot to hell.”
“Plans can change, right? Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing. It’s too much pressure. Believe me, I know.”
“Harry, what am I supposed to do?”
“What do you want to do, Ron? Do you still want to get married, or not?”
“I don’t see how I can now. Not after what happened.”
“Do you regret what we did? Honestly?”
“Apart from hurting Hermione? Not as much as I probably should. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, if I’m honest.”
“I wouldn’t, either. But next time, it’s my turn to top. You owe me after last night. We both need showers and Hangover Potions if we intend to face Hermione.”
“Harry? I’ve just thought of something. We may not need to worry about Hermione.”
“What? Why?"
“Mum’s going to be livid.”