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More Ron/Draco drabbles 
8th-Apr-2011 11:50 am
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Here are the rest of my Ron/Draco drabble-a-thon drabbles :) Consider them disclaimed.

Title: Memorium
Word count: 200
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Everyone else remembers it as the day Voldemort was defeated. Draco remembers it as the day he got one of his best friends killed.
Warnings: angst
Author’s Notes: This was written for ellensmithee’s prompt ties that bind.


Everyone else remembered it as the day Voldemort was defeated.

Draco remembered it as the day he got one of his best friends killed.

Vince’s name went unmentioned in the yearly tributes. So Draco went and sat in the graveyard alone every year, tracing the carved letters of Vince’s name.

Until he heard Weasley’s voice, as he swore at the brother sleeping under the turf.

Then Draco went over, and waited until Weasley turned away with red eyes.

They stared, waiting to see if the other would say no more, I don’t need this, you’re not my only option for someone who understands -

Draco was twenty-three, and it hadn’t happened yet.

~*~

Draco always felt a moment of misgiving - Ron’s eyes were burning blue -

Ron’s hand would fly out, but he only caught Draco’s arm, and Apparated them.

The room was full of Chudley Cannons posters, a blur of orange as Ron pushed him backwards to the bed. Draco wouldn’t open his legs without Ron pushing, made him swear and sweat and shove so Draco shouted from the pain.

He let Ron think it was just masochism; he didn’t think Ron would let him make restitution if he knew.

Title: Built for It
Word count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Ron’s built to be a good Keeper, not like Draco’s skinny little Seeker self.
Author’s Notes: This was written for teenageworrier’s prompt Keeper.


“You’re shit,” Draco snarled. “Your whole stupid team. You couldn’t catch the Quaffle if your life depended on it, you - ”

“Funny, since we won,” retorted Ron. “I’m a good Keeper, and I’m built for it, so shut it.”

Draco sneered. “You’re built like an anorexic gorilla!”

“Yep.” Ron shoved him backwards against the wall. Draco yelped breathlessly, winded by the impact. “You’re in trouble now, aren’t you, little Seeker?”

Ron’s height and weight advantage was inescapable at this distance. Draco stared up at Ron, feeling bruises start to form where Ron was holding him, and smiled.

“I suppose I am.”

Title: D
Word count: 200
Rating: R
Summary: There’s an unexpected gift for Draco this Christmas.
Author’s Notes:This was written for elainemalfoy’s prompt welcome to the family.


On Christmas morning Ron was barely awake before he was launching himself off the bed. “Presents!”

“What?” Draco said groggily. “Oh. What about sex?”

“After presents!”

Draco pouted.

“I’ll bring you breakfast in bed?”

“Do it the other way round and fuck me on the kitchen table.”

Ron grinned and leapt back into bed to indulge him. And fell asleep immediately afterwards.

He woke alone. “Draco?” he called, disgruntled. “Did you start on the presents without me?”

Draco walked back into their bedroom. He was naked below the waist, and for a moment Ron could focus on nothing but his leggy good looks and soft, but thick cock.

Draco hurrumphed, and Ron brought his gaze upwards, to find Draco wearing a confused frown and a blue woolly jumper with a D on it. He was picking at a loose thread in the jumper.

“Did you know your mum was sending me a present? I just sent her some flowers... is that enough? Ron, I know she doesn’t like me. Why’d she send me a jumper?”

“She was sending a message.”

“Oh?” Draco visibly tried to hide the anxiety evident in his tone.

Ron smiled at him. “Welcome to the family.”

Title: Rock
Word count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Draco offers Ron a massive, shiny ring.
Author’s Notes: This was written for ebilgatoloco’s prompt engagement ring.


“Will you marry me?”

Ron was not accustomed to feeling so nervous when Draco was kneeling before him. But this time Draco was on one knee, his face turned up to Ron’s, pale and luminous as a night-blooming flower.

He was holding a hereditary Malfoy engagement ring.

“Yes,” Ron said, feeling the moment crash over him in a tidal wave: joy, amazement, and a sense of slotting in. Like something inside him was saying, naturally.

Draco’s grey eyes were two stars. Ron grinned and reached down, drawing Draco to his feet, and kissed him. Draco made soft sounds against his mouth, clutching at Ron’s shoulders in transparent relief.

Ron let Draco put the ring on his finger without complaint: the best act of love he’d ever give.

The thing was huge, hideous, and obviously meant for a woman. Ornate fiddly bits surrounded a diamond the size of his thumb joint. Ron looked at it, and gave Draco a queasy smile.

Draco would probably let him swap the ring for something less ostentatious: once they’d had a few rounds of celebratory sex, anyway.

The ring on his finger would not feel good up Draco’s arse at all.



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Title: Guilty Conscience
Word count: 500
Rating: R
Summary: “Ron worried, sometimes, that Draco’s liking for being spanked and caned and told he was bad came from his lingering guilt.”
Warnings: angst, kink references
Author’s Notes: This was written for the Ron/Draco drabble-a-thon, for elainemalfoy’s prompt guilty conscience.


Ron worried, sometimes, that Draco’s liking for being spanked and caned and told he was bad came from his lingering guilt. That when Ron fucked him and made it hurt, Draco wasn’t looking for orgasm, but forgiveness.

But Ron’s enjoyment of doing those things to Draco didn’t come from anger, Ron was sure of that.

Besides, Draco was the one who’d introduced Ron to kink; he needed it. He’d been nervous of telling Ron what he wanted, afraid Ron would be horrified. Ron knew he could be conventional, and he didn’t want to prove Draco’s nervousness justified with close-minded assumptions.

~*~

Then came the trip to the Burrow for George’s birthday. The first birthday that had ever been George’s alone.

It had been going so well. Despite the awkwardness and the lingering grudges, despite the way Draco constantly pulled down his left sleeve, Draco had managed to fit in with Ron’s family. He spoke good French, and Charlie was a forgiving type, so Ron’s oldest brothers and Fleur all liked him now.

Draco dressed in nice robes and lifted a glass to George’s health over dinner, and fit in well.

But George was pissed by half-eight, with grief eating at him.

~*~

Worse, Ron and Draco were alone with him while the rest of the family went to collect a surprise.

“Does it bother you, Malfoy?”

Draco jumped at George’s slurred voice. Ron touched his arm in a gesture of support as George crossed the sitting room to loom over Draco, but Draco didn’t look at him. He was too busy staring up at George, face pale and still: an unhappy ice sculpture.

“Fred would’ve been alive if it weren’t for you - you’re why Hogwarts fell.” George lowered his face aggressively towards Draco’s. “So does it bother you, looking at me?”

~*~

“George, stop it,” Ron said sharply. Neither man paid attention.

“Sometimes,” whispered Draco.

George laughed, a hoarse barking sound. “Sometimes! And Bill? When you’re charming Fleur d’you remember you got him scarred for life?“

“Stop it,” Ron said again, and pushed George gently back. George staggered, his expression aghast.

“What’re you doing?”

“Whatever he did,” Ron said more calmly than he felt, “Draco is my boyfriend. I’m not going to let you bully him. We’re going home.”

Draco was still frozen on the sofa. But he let Ron throw Floo powder into the hearth and hustle him home.

~*~

They burst through into their own sitting room. Draco was still silent, and Ron could feel him shaking a little. “Draco, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let it go on so long - it’s just, today’s hard for him, and he was drunk, I didn’t want... but it’s no excuse. You wait, when everyone finds us gone and hears what he said, he’s gonna be very sorry.”

Draco barely seemed to hear him. “Yes. I suppose.” He left the sitting room. Ron followed, concerned, as Draco went to their room and delved in the wardrobe.

He brought out a cane.


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Comments 
8th-Apr-2011 12:04 pm (UTC)
Really nice batch! I like the way the first and last ones are kind of bookends, thematically. And Draco in a Weasley sweater is ♥.
9th-Apr-2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
:D Hee, thanks! That's just a theme I love doing with this pairing.

IKR. So cute.
8th-Apr-2011 02:31 pm (UTC)
*Grins at Guilty Conscious* Aw yeah...
*Reads*
... Make that just "Aw". ;n; ... Damn. You weren't kidding about the angst. I hope Draco eventually forgives himself. <3 :(

Edit: Spea-king of which, there may or may not be something relevant to your interest currently in hp_girlslash. Hem.

Edited at 2011-04-08 02:36 pm (UTC)
9th-Apr-2011 02:55 pm (UTC)
Yeah... I'm writing a sort of expanded version of it (unfortunately writer's block has hit me like a train >.<) which... is no less angsty. Probably more so. But there is cuddling.

OOOOH.
8th-Apr-2011 05:36 pm (UTC)
I just loved all of these but the Weasley sweater made me melt in to goo.
9th-Apr-2011 02:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you, lovely!
8th-Apr-2011 10:49 pm (UTC)
Awr, that last one! They're all lovely, actually, doing a brilliant job of capturing a moment/feeling.
9th-Apr-2011 02:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much :)
12th-Apr-2011 02:10 pm (UTC)
Loved all of these, especially Draco in his Weasley jumper! :D
15th-Apr-2011 12:16 am (UTC)
:D Thank you!
2nd-May-2011 07:48 pm (UTC)
They are all wonderfully written. Draco with a traditional Weasley jumper, Ron with the hideous Malfoy ring. And the atmosphere you evoke in the first and last one is just too powerful.
6th-May-2011 06:09 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much :) Nice to have you aboard!
16th-Jul-2011 02:53 am (UTC)
Crying, all of this. I don't know, but Draco in that handmade jumper makes me extremely happy. Okay, do you know how much I love men wearing nothing but tops?

Also, guilt conscious breaks my heart. Very well done, all of them.
16th-Jul-2011 03:58 pm (UTC)
*beams* Aww, thank you so much!!
11th-Jan-2012 12:01 pm (UTC)
Oh. Ouch. Oh George. OH Draco. OH.
11th-Jan-2012 09:00 pm (UTC)
:S I feel SO BAD for George in that last one, even with what he says for Draco.
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