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Secrets	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Ron Views: 21021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Arthur Weasley went about his office sipping tea and shuffling through parchments. He reached behind him for a file and stopped what he was doing. Luicus was standing in the doorway of his office.

“To what do I owe the honor?” He asked with a smile, rising from his chair.

“I need to talk to you.” Lucius entered and took the chair Arthur offered him.

“Let me guess what this is about.” Arthur said.

“I went to see Draco a couple of days ago.” He said.

“Did it go better than last time?” He asked.

“You know about that?” Lucius asked, dropping his head.

“Yes, I brought him a potion for the swelling and pain.”

Lucius looked confused. “You have a supply of pain potion?”

“Fred and George developing their products caused a lot of interesting side effects.” He said.

“Enough to warrant a pain potion?” He asked.

“You’ve never been a test subject.” He said with a wide grin.

“Thank you for giving it to Draco.” He said quietly.

“Ron said the same thing.” He sipped his tea.

“You are fine with them then?” Lucius asked.

“Yes.” Arthur faced the other man, unaffected by the other man’s fine robes or perfectly conditioned hair. “He is my son, and I love him. He is happy, he has a fine young man that sees him for what he is. Draco makes Ron happy, and that’s what I want for all of my sons.”

“You have more experience at it then I do.” Lucius admitted. He knew Arthur would say nothing of this talk to anyone, so he let himself go. “I tried to give him everything I wanted for him.”

“That is well and fine when all he wants is a bag of sweets and a new broom. What you need to give him now is acceptance. He will face anything but that from most people, giving that he is openly living with another man. Having the support of his family will make it easier.” Arthur said.

“I hadn’t thought of that.” Lucius said. “What will people say about him?”

“They will say what they say, but the only opinion that will matter is Ron’s and yours. If he becomes published he will have enough criticism to deal with, he will look to Ron for strength. All you need to do is accept it.” Arthur chuckled. “Ron has a tougher job then you now. Who do you think he is going to run to when he has argues with you, when he has touching moments with your wife, when stress gets to be too much? He’s going to run to Ron, and Ron is going to run to him.”

“So I really don’t have to do anything?” Lucius asked confused again.

“Ron is his life now, you just have to let him know that you understand and love him. That’s all he wants right now.” Arthur said. Having raised the sons he had raised, each with his own unique character, taught Arthur patience.

“I may have destroyed that chance.” Lucius said.

“Did he let you talk with him?” Lucius nodded. “Did he talk back?” Lucius nodded. “Then you haven’t.”

Lucius tried to take comfort in that statement, and the hug they shared when they parted. Maybe Arthur was right. “This is hard.”

“No it’s not. Sons have been doing things we don’t expect for generations. It could be something awful but it’s not.” Arthur said.

“It’s not?” Lucius asked.

“No, of course not. So he wants a man, he could be addicted to experimental potions or into self torture.” Arthur had a way of making sense. “He’s not in Azkaban, he’s not leaving a slew of battered women all over England, and he’s not leaving pregnant women all over England.”

“True.” Lucius said.

“This is nothing to worry about. They love each other. I want my son to be with someone who loves him and doesn’t hurt him.” Arthur said. A man came in and said his assistance was needed elsewhere.

“I should go.” Lucius stood.

“Everything is fine Lucius.” Arthur told him.

“Yes, is it.” He turned but then stopped. “Arthur…….”

“I won’t mention this talk to anyone.” Arthur told him.

“Thank you.” The two men went their separate ways.

Ron showed up home and was immediately engulfed in a huge embrace. “I’m going to be published!” Draco cried.

“That’s wonderful!” Ron cried back and spun him around the room. “I knew they would love you.”

“It’s a two book deal. Two, one first, then the other in the next season.” Draco was more excited than ever.

“We need to celebrate.” Ron said, pulling his cloak off. “What do you want to do tonight?”

“Fuck.” Draco said, flying for Ron’s zipper and frantically pulling it open.

“I was thinking maybe we could go out and have a nice dinner.” Ron suggested, making no move to stop him.

“No, lets fuck.” Draco pulled him into a hard kiss.

They pulled at each other’s clothes and Ron managed to quickly get his wand out and the lubrication spell whispered. “What the fuck is taking so long?!” Draco screamed.

“Impatient are we?” He grabbed Draco by the back of the neck. “ Well, you don’t have to wait anymore.” He pushed his boyfriend onto the floor of the front room, not bothering to take him to the bedroom. “Get the fuck down.”

Draco was rock hard at how powerful Ron was. “I’m down already!” He cried out.

“Mouthing off now?” Ron gripped his cock in his hand and aimed. “Well how about this?” He thrust forward nearly sending Draco face down into the carpet. “Do you like that?” He began moving fast and hard, plunging deeply into his pretty blonde lover.

“It’s not bad.” Draco said with a chuckle. Ron froze and gripped his hips hard, making the blonde wince.

“Not bad huh?” Ron called out. “Well, let’s see if I can’t make it better.” He pulled out and plunged back in again, voraciously fucking the squealing blonde. “Do you like it now?” He asked, but Draco could only grunt. He reached up and grabbed a handful of blonde locks. “I said, do you like it now?!”

“YES!” Draco cried, gripping the carpet in two tight fists.

“That’s what I thought.” Ron growled out. “You wanted me to fuck you, didn’t you?”

“Yes!” He cried, backing up into Ron.

“Good, then take that,” he thrust hard, “and that,” he thrust harder, “and that!” He thrust hard, enjoying Draco’s cries. He knew he wasn’t hurt. If he was hurt, he would say. He reached around and stroked Draco’s cock, curling his body into him.

Draco howled out while he came hard, maintaining his balance as Ron fucked him until he was filled up with semen as well. They fell to the floor, heaving and letting out satisfied sighs.

After a few moments, Draco spoke. “Now about that dinner you mentioned…..”

Ron laughed. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll take you out.” They shared a laugh, and rose to get cleaned up.

Ron took Draco to a nice restaurant in Wilshire. It was one of Draco’s favorites and they apparated nearby, walking the few blocks to the fine establishment. Draco liked seeing Ron dressed up, not formally, just more than causal. His dark blue jumper and black trousers were finely pressed and he had shaved closely. Draco had on black trousers and a grey button up shirt. They made a fine looking pair.

Dinner itself was nice until Draco’s face fell slightly. “What is it?” Ron asked. “We’re supposed to be celebrating.”

“I know.” Draco said forcing a smile. “The couple behind you just gave us a nasty look.” He explained.

“Really?” Ron started to turn.

“Ron, don’t look at them.” Draco said but Ron turned anyway. It was an older couple, a much older couple. Dressed in fine dress robes and obviously with as much money as the Malfoys. He gave them a broad smile and reached for his glass, lifting it in a mock toast. The old woman rolled her eyes and looked away. The man gave him a sneer of disgust.

“Draco,” Ron said facing him and keeping his glass lifted, “may your every literary endeavor be as successful as I know this one is going to be. You are a fabulous story teller and I am so proud of you.”

“Thank you Ron.” They each sipped.

“Now to treat the couple behind us to something that is worth a nasty look.” Ron leaned over and took the back of Draco’s neck in a firm grip and pulled his lips to his for a full on snog, right there at the table.

Ron heard the gasp of the woman behind him, and stopped. Draco blushed and looked down at his plate. A few moments later, their meals were served and the couple behind them left. “Will you look at that,” Ron said as he tucked in, “they must have not liked their food.”

Draco stifled a laugh in his napkin.
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