Delicious Desserts
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bleedingangel84Title: Delicious Desserts
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Ron/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild suggestion
Word Count: 365
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hogwarts365 Prompt 328-Gigantic, Device, Pastern hogwarts365 Prompt 329-Irritating, Fast, Engage hogwarts365 Prompt 330-Lethal, String, Carriage
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: Follows Manipulation, but can be read alone. Apologies for squeezing so many prompts into one story, but real life is once again curtailing my participation in fandom a bit.
Summary: Ron wants his dessert with a kiss.
“That is a gigantic serving of pasta, Weasley. Are you planning to eat it all?”
“What else am I supposed to do with it, Malfoy? Chuck it at the wall?”
“You know, you are rather irritating sometimes.”
“I do so love to engage in our playful banter.”
“Using sarcasm as a conversational device is far beneath your talents, Weasley.”
“Was that almost a compliment?”
“I heard no such thing.”
“I wasn’t being sarcastic. Trading barbs with you keeps my wits sharp and my thinking fast.”
“Clearly, we need to socialise more.”
“Careful, Ferret, or you’ll do me in with your lethal charms.”
“Merlin forbid. The undertaker’s carriage would collapse under the weight of your tremendous muscles. Then the poor horses would get injuries to their pasterns and everything would go to hell.”
“What are you on about?”
“It’s just my way of saying I’d hate to be the one to kill you, with my charms or otherwise.”
“You like me, admit it.”
“I won’t. I refuse. Malfoys and Weasleys hate each other. It’s just as much a fact as the sky being blue.”
“It was rather gray and stormy two days ago.”
“You have a response for everything? Surprising, considering I once thought you couldn’t string two sentences together.”
“I’m glad to know your opinion of me has improved a bit.”
“Who told you that lie, Weaselbee?”
“ You don’t have to say it. It’s just nice to know it’s true.”
“You’re such a thorn in my side.”
“You’d be bored stiff without me.”
“Keep telling yourself that. Would you like dessert? I understand they make a rather divine chocolate mousse.”
“You know how much I love anything chocolate.”
“You’re nothing if not predictable. It’s nice to know some preferences don’t change.”
“I don’t know whether to feel insulted or flattered. Would you like some?”
“You’d be willing to share? I thought you were territorial over your food.”
“I am, but you were eying this like you’re starving.”
“Well, if you’re offering, I’ll take it.”
“You know, you make the dessert look even better when you’re eating it.”
“I’m flattered, Weasley.”
“Can I kiss you? You have chocolate on your lip.”
“I wouldn’t stop you.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Ron/Draco
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild suggestion
Word Count: 365
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 328-Gigantic, Device, Pastern hogwarts365 Prompt 329-Irritating, Fast, Engage hogwarts365 Prompt 330-Lethal, String, CarriageDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Notes: Follows Manipulation, but can be read alone. Apologies for squeezing so many prompts into one story, but real life is once again curtailing my participation in fandom a bit.
Summary: Ron wants his dessert with a kiss.
“That is a gigantic serving of pasta, Weasley. Are you planning to eat it all?”
“What else am I supposed to do with it, Malfoy? Chuck it at the wall?”
“You know, you are rather irritating sometimes.”
“I do so love to engage in our playful banter.”
“Using sarcasm as a conversational device is far beneath your talents, Weasley.”
“Was that almost a compliment?”
“I heard no such thing.”
“I wasn’t being sarcastic. Trading barbs with you keeps my wits sharp and my thinking fast.”
“Clearly, we need to socialise more.”
“Careful, Ferret, or you’ll do me in with your lethal charms.”
“Merlin forbid. The undertaker’s carriage would collapse under the weight of your tremendous muscles. Then the poor horses would get injuries to their pasterns and everything would go to hell.”
“What are you on about?”
“It’s just my way of saying I’d hate to be the one to kill you, with my charms or otherwise.”
“You like me, admit it.”
“I won’t. I refuse. Malfoys and Weasleys hate each other. It’s just as much a fact as the sky being blue.”
“It was rather gray and stormy two days ago.”
“You have a response for everything? Surprising, considering I once thought you couldn’t string two sentences together.”
“I’m glad to know your opinion of me has improved a bit.”
“Who told you that lie, Weaselbee?”
“ You don’t have to say it. It’s just nice to know it’s true.”
“You’re such a thorn in my side.”
“You’d be bored stiff without me.”
“Keep telling yourself that. Would you like dessert? I understand they make a rather divine chocolate mousse.”
“You know how much I love anything chocolate.”
“You’re nothing if not predictable. It’s nice to know some preferences don’t change.”
“I don’t know whether to feel insulted or flattered. Would you like some?”
“You’d be willing to share? I thought you were territorial over your food.”
“I am, but you were eying this like you’re starving.”
“Well, if you’re offering, I’ll take it.”
“You know, you make the dessert look even better when you’re eating it.”
“I’m flattered, Weasley.”
“Can I kiss you? You have chocolate on your lip.”
“I wouldn’t stop you.”