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Despite
their shared fears, however, the next two weeks passed without cause for alarm.
Ron left the house each morning in his pale blue ��I know I am fucking gay but
this really takes the biscuit�- Trainee Healer robes and Severus rolled his
eyes with a kiss as he watched him step into the grate and fly away from him.

Ron found
the work challenging but not impossible, after he got over his initial nerves
he actually found his hands made deft work of all the tasks, and he was good at
potion brewing and theory patient assessment. The nicest surprise of all had
been turning up on the first day to find Dean Thomas looking equally gay in the
blue robes, the same sense of relief on his face as he saw Ron waving at him.
Only two weeks had gone by but they were already much, much closer.

Ron was
rummaging through a box of bandages in the store room, thinking about the last
two weeks, how he�d watched every incoming patient with suspicion and fear,
wondering if they were the first casualty of war. Not that You-Know-Who was
likely to waste time on any of the ailments which visitors to the Accident and
Emergency troubled them with. A small grin cracked on his face as he thought
about the husband whose genitals had been transfigured into a tree by his wife,
who had then run off, taking his wand with her. There had been plenty of laughs
in the staff room over that one, when the sun was setting and the wizard had
been sent back out into the world, fully restored to his correct anatomical
proportions.

�Weasley,
for God�s sake, if you go much slower you�ll be going backwards,� his superior,
a blonde witch in her forties, shouted through the open door. �Get your head
out of your backside and move.�

Ron jumped
and thankfully what he was looking for chose that moment to jump into his hand.
He hurried out of the room and almost ran straight into her.

�Thank
you,� she snatched the bandage out of his hand. �This kid will just not stop
bleeding� not the time or place to dawdle, Ron.�

He rolled
his eyes. He hadn�t been dawdling, just knew that he could whizz around the
A&E on roller skates and someone would still complain he wasn�t getting
them what they wanted fast enough. But, he thought as he groaned internally
pushing open the heavy door to the emergency ward, that that was the point of
being a Trainee� a grunt at the bottom of the very well steeped pile.

As his
brain was learning to do, he looked around to the first thing he could lay his
hands on to occupy them. �Never stop moving� was the first on their list of
�rules�. It had only been two weeks and already someone had jokily scrawled
�breathe quietly� as a joke on the bottom of the reminder list in their poky
staff room. He moved over to the nearest bed and began to check thoroughly on
the patient, a smile gracing his lips as he felt content that he was helping
somebody.

However, by
5pm that night, he was utterly shattered and he smelt of baby sick. The
afternoon had picked up with fifty kinds of mayhem and just as he was about to
finish his shift at four, a baby came in that had swallowed a vomiting pastille
which it had found in it�s sibling�s bedroom. Ron had not only been thrown up
on, five times, but he had to listen to the mother of the baby rant on and on
about how �those Weasley boys should be effing
ashamed of themselves!� She hadn�t seen the family resemblance or noticed that
he tugged off his name badge. But now, heading towards the Floo portal, Ron
knew he stank of vomit and he was tired enough to drop where he stood.

But he
couldn�t, because the date was August 31^st and he and Severus were
going to The Burrow and then onto the village pub with his family. It hadn�t
even taken much cajoling on Severus� behalf, Ron was surprised. It was their
last night together before Severus went back to teaching at the school and
their lives would be changed all over again by conflicting schedules.

Feeling
relieved to be leaving for the day, he scraped up some powder and threw it in
the grate, stepping in before anyone could call him back or ask him any
questions. He shouted his address and his stomach lurched before his feet hit
the hearth and he stumbled slightly.

�As graceful as ever, and you�re late,� Severus said reprovingly and Ron looked
up to see him sat in his armchair, reading the paper with a glass of wine in
his hand. �Oh, great Merlin you reek of vomit.� His graceful hand rose to cover
his mouth and nose.

�I know, I
know, I know,� Ron muttered. �Fucking baby sicked up
on me five times due to my poxy brothers and their
Puking Pastilles. Going to kill them tonight, I am. Look. I need a shower. Why
don�t you go on ahead to Mum and Dad�s and I�ll catch you up when I�ve
changed.�

�You�re
sending me alone to Weasleyland?� Severus frowned.
�Am I ready for that?�

�You�ve
been alone to Weasleyland before, remember, when you
took back the money Mum tried to give you for �keeping� me.�

�Oh, right,
yes,� Severus got to his feet and drained his glass, his nose wrinkled. �You
really do smell ganting.�

�I�m
going!� Ron groaned, reaching up to grip his robes on his back and tugging them
over his head. �I�ll see you there,� he muffled from within.

�I still
find it bloody weird your brother is in a band� Bill Weasley, head boy� plays
in a rock band in Ottery St. Catchpole�s premier pub
on Thursday nights every few months.�

Ron was laughing
as he emerged, hair all over the place, from his robes which he magically hung
in the air and set a cleaning spell to work on them. �They�re not half bad, you
know. Bill�s magic with a guitar, wait till you hear. And I promise that�s not
just brotherly affection speaking.�

Severus
laughed and taking a deep breath, leant over and placed a kiss on Ron�s lips.
He pulled back immediately. �You�ve got some in your hair.�

�Son of a bitch baby.� He stomped off to the shower.

Severus
sighed slightly as the bathroom door banged shut and he looked at the
fireplace. He didn�t much fancy just arriving alone at the Weasley house right
into their living room. So he turned into the spot and apparated. The world
righted and he sighed again looking at the precariously balanced house and
heard the chickens cluck gently in their coup. Without giving himself his usual
time to lament having to come to the house -maybe
I don�t need it anymore�- he walked straight up to the door and knocked
firmly on the glass, as Ron had taught him to do, so the sound carried further.

It swung
open in seconds and he was faced with Molly Weasley, who had her apron on still
and was fixing an earring in one of her ears.

�Severus!�
She smiled, ushering him in. �Is Ron late again?�

�Afraid so,�
Severus rolled his eyes. �Something about a baby, vomit, and
Fred and George. He�s just having a shower and changing and then he�ll
be right here.�

�Oh,
wonderful, just what we need for fabulous family relations the night of a get
together,� she laughed, waving to him to sit down at her kitchen table, which
he gladly did because it meant he would be able to look at her kitchen some
more.

She busied
herself with making tea as there was a loud bang from upstairs. She caught
Severus� bemused expression and shrugged. �Could be something falling off a
shelf, could be Muggle world war three starting over a cut in the bathroom
queue. You never know in this house.�

Molly
handed him his mug with a genuine smile, one she really hadn�t expected herself
to be able to give in such a short time from learning about Ron�s decisions.
And, even more shocking, Severus found himself genuinely smiling back at her.
He had realised he rather liked her maternal nature and the busy hubbub of her
house which never seemed completely silent.

�You�re
looking healthier every time I see you,� she nodded at him. �I never thought
I�d hear myself say this, but my son is good for you. And you�re good for him.�

�He chews
his food now,� Severus winked at her and she laughed again.

�How is he
doing at work?� She asked casually, reaching to pick up her own cup of tea and
sitting down.

�From what I can tell -very well. He�s tired though; the hours are too long for him.
He does enjoy it though. Apart from the baby sick.�

�That�s
payback,� Molly nodded wisely. �Payback usually comes in the form of your own
offspring but seeing as I doubt he�ll be having any, he has to get it from
somewhere for what he did to me in those early years.�

Severus
grinned. �I think he�s more worried about me going back to work tomorrow than
anything else,� he admitted, and sipped his tea. �I keep trying to reassure him
that we�ll be fine, that we�ll just continue as normal, but� I have to confess
I�m just as worried and I know it won�t be normal.� Why on earth am I telling you this?

She reached
over and patted his hand gently. �Severus, if there�s one thing I love about my
son, it�s that he has never, ever known when to give
up. And he won�t give up on you. He will fight until every last inch of his
will is gone, I promise you.�

�I know he
will, I worry about� how I will react,� he further spilled his guts onto the
kitchen table. �I lived alone for so many years, and now I�ve lived with Ron
for one and it feels like I�ve never been alone. I don�t know whether I�ll take
to it again and not want to see him, or drive myself to insanity missing him.�

Molly could
sense the worry in his tone. �Severus, please. Don�t worry. Everything will be
fine for you two.�

He looked
at her worriedly and worked his bottom lip with his teeth. �You�re probably
right. But I just don�t want to leave him when he�s going through so many
changes in his life��

�You�re not
leaving him,� She said. �You�re just going to work. You�ll see each other every
night, so what�s to worry about? Honestly, Severus,� She looked at him blankly,
�Both of you need to stop making such a big deal out
of it and enjoy your time together. You don�t know when it might be gone.�

Feeling
chastised, Severus fell silent for a while, drinking his tea quietly and
willing Ron to hurry up with his shower. Molly drained her cup and got up to
put it in the sink, and was about to say something else when the door opened.

�Oh crap,
I�m late,� Harry walked through the door. �Sorry, Mrs.
Weasley.�

�Not late,
Ron�s later,� Molly waved her hand. �And Fred and George are nowhere to be
seen. And Ginny is still fussing over her hair.�

As a motley
crew they set off on foot towards the village, something which Severus stupidly
found himself surprised by. Ottery St.
Catchpole was a muggle dwelling, not a magical one, and they couldn�t very well
just pop out of thin air next to the war memorial. He walked with Ron�s hand
loosely held in his, but found him breaking away before they�d even gotten out
of the fenced area of The Burrow.

�All right,� Bill called to him. �Challenge time. Ron, if you can vault that
with one hand on the fence and the other behind your back, I will buy you three
drinks. And a packet of peanuts.�

Molly tutted, �Boys, are you seriously still carrying this on?�

�Carrying
what on?� Severus asked Ron, but Ron wasn�t listening.

�I�ll raise
you. I bet you I can do it on the bounce of one leg, too.�

�One leg no
hand,� Bill shot back.

Ron stopped
and eyed up the fence, surveying his odds.

�Don�t be
ridiculous,� Molly tried again. �Nobody is trying to jump that fence without
using their hands.�

It was a
tall enough fence that Severus knew came up to just
above Ron�s waist, and considering his height, it meant that he would be
unlikely to clear it. But he saw from Ron�s face he was seriously considering
the challenge.

�Ron, don�t
be daft,� he said. �You�ll break your legs.�

�Are you doubting me?� Ron raised an eyebrow and Molly
groaned.

�Well done,� Fred rolled his eyes in Severus� direction.

�What?� Severus asked, looking around.

�You never
get him out of it now you�ve told him he can�t
do it,� George smiled sympathetically. �You clearly don�t know just how
stubborn he is yet.�

�If he
forced him into looking half decent, he knows, Georgie,�
Arthur winked.

Severus
ignored them and looked back to Ron who was still contemplating the fence.

�We�ll
stick to the original bet,� he decided. �One hand, one leg.
I don�t fancy a stay in hospital now I work there and see what goes into the
meals.�

�Oh,
boring,� Fred tutted and folded his arms over his
chest.

�Safe,�
Molly interjected. �Come on then, get it over with. We�re going to be late.�

�They can�t
start without me mum,� Bill grinned.

Ron pulled
his wand out of his pocket and handed it to Severus, who looked at him
questioningly. �Well, I could be cheating,� Ron said fairly. �That and I can�t
afford to replace it if it snaps.�

With a deep
breath, he turned, saluted his family and set off at a run.

�Left hand!� Bill shouted at him as he ran, and Hermione covered her eyes �Severus
realised he wanted to do the same.

He winced
as Ron bounced off his leg, threw his left hand on the top of the fence, and
cleared it with the agility of a gazelle. As he landed, he straightened up and
stuck his middle finger up at Bill. �Yeah, you thought the left hand would
throw me, woooo, UNDEFEATED!� He threw his hands in
the air and wiggled around in a victory dance which made Severus laugh.

When he
reached him after walking very normally through the gate, Severus handed him
back his wand and said, �I�m awfully proud of your vaulting skills��
sarcastically.

Ron threw
him a dark grin and said, not quietly, �Only because you like it when I jump
you.�

***

Severus
thought it was a miracle that they�d all managed to actually make it to the pub
in one piece, just over two hours later than he had first arrived and sat in
Molly�s kitchen drinking tea. The twins had arrived shortly after Harry and
cracked open the wine they�d bought and so he was already feeling rather loose.

Ron was
sitting next to him looking amazing in his jeans, a jumper and a shirt (somehow
still clean after the fence jumping), having rolled the shirt sleeves back on
top of the jumper sleeves to his elbow. Severus hadn�t yet had the chance to
tell him how handsome he looked. Either way, Ron was having an argument with
his sister opposite him whilst Harry looked on, trying not to laugh. He caught
Severus� eye and shook his head slightly.

�Do you
sometimes sit here and wonder what on earth you�re letting yourself in for?� He
asked in a low, amused voice.

Severus
thought on how to answer him, and heard a snatch of Ron�s conversation.

�I am not
getting up there with you and doing something we haven�t done properly since we were nine and eight,
Ginny. Madness. We weren�t all that great and well,
you know� gravity hit my balls and my voice has changed!�

His eyes
shot back to Harry and replied, �Well. Now I fucking am.�

Harry�s
peal of laughter distracted Ron and Ginny from their discussion and they looked
between their lovers. �What�s so funny, Potter?� Ginny asked.

�Nothing,
nothing,� Harry tried to hide his laughter. �You two are just so��

�So what?�
Ron raised an eyebrow.

�Sibling-ish,� Severus answered for Harry. �Do you ever spend time
together not sniping at each other�s throats?�

�No,� they
answered together.

Harry and
Severus laughed in time. For Christ�s
sake�laughing with The Boy Who Lived� you don�t even
care how much he looks like James sitting there. And you hate James. With a passion.

�Aw look at
that,� Ron said, deathly sweet. �My two favourite men laughing together at me�
How kind of you. Fuckers.�

�Language!�
Molly overheard him and chided her son. �Ron, tell me about your work!�

Ron was
dragged away from him once again and Severus sighed inwardly. I want to talk to yoooou�
for God�s sake I�m not going to see you properly tomorrow. �So are you
looking forward to the new school year, Severus?� Charlie asked from his right.

�What do
you think?� Severus asked with a wry grin, and picked a beer mat up in his
fingers and started twisting it.

�Stupid
question, sorry,� Charlie apologised and knocked back a mouthful of beer. �I go
back to Romania
tomorrow so I have sort of the same sentiment attached to tonight.�

�Yes, but,�
Severus lowered his voice and smiled. �I�m guessing you�ve got someone in Romania
to go back to.�

Charlie
winked. �I still wish I could be here all the time though, I miss them so
much.�

�You�re
lucky,� Severus drank some wine. I have
to go back to poxy work and I�m never going to see
your brother and our sex life is going to fall to pieces.

�You really
do look depressed,� Charlie snatched up the wine bottle and filled Severus�
glass to the brim. �Hold your own against them, you know. It�s your last night
together properly for a while, take him back from them. Don�t let them win.� He
looked fervently at Severus. �We�ll eat soon and then the music will start and
trust me,� he looked over his shoulder where Bill was fiddling with an amp,
�You aren�t going to be able to hear yourself think when he starts up.�

Severus
glanced to his right where Ron was telling his mother all about his daily
shifts at the Hospital. He looked back dubiously to Charlie who nudged him with
his arm. Severus shook his head despondently and looked into the depths of his
wine glass. He heard Charlie tut and was forced to lean back as Charlie
extended an arm and grabbed Ron�s. His head whirled round in a flurry of red
hair as Charlie withdrew his arm in a flash, and Ron turned his eyes to
Severus.

�Yeah?�
He asked softly, taking in Severus� melancholy facial features. He
instinctively turned around and put one arm around his shoulders and the other
on the hand nearest to him. �Are you okay?�

Severus
nodded. �I really am. I just� missed you.�

Ron looked
at him for a moment, and Severus wondered if he were going to call him mad, but
Ron just nodded and laced his fingers through his hand.

Full from
dinner, Severus leant back in his chair and noticed how full the pub had got.
�So exactly how famous is Bill�s band? There seems to be a lot of people
crammed in here now��

Ron�s eyes
gave him away as he said, �Well. They have a good enough following but� well.
Most of the people probably aren�t only here for them. They�re here for
afterwards.�

�What�s
afterwards?�

Ron bit his
lip and scrunched up his face. �I didn�t tell you because I knew you wouldn�t
come. There�s been a sign roughly above my head all night telling you but you
hadn�t noticed yet so I didn�t say anything.�

Severus�
eyes snapped up and read the sign. His stomach nearly fell out. �Oh you have
got to be fucking kidding me,� he hissed. Ron flushed. �Karaoke?
Why, Ron. Why? Why would you bring me here, you know I can�t stand people
murdering, more often than not, the songs of my youth.�

�Because I
always come with my family when I can and I wanted you to share it with me� but
I knew you never would if I told you the truth about tonight. You�ve got ages
yet till it starts, Bill�s band normally play an
hour�s set. Please, don�t leave.�

�I�m not
going to leave,� Severus said sulkily, �I�m just not liking
you very much right now.�

�Oh come
on,� Ron smiled cockily at him. �You love me every bit as much as you did
before.�

�It�s true
I do,� Severus sighed. �You�ve turned me soft in my dotage.�

�Next I�ll
be hearing you�re handing out sweets with your homework,� Ron winked, and
Severus slapped him playfully on the arm.

�Domestic abuse!� Ginny shrieked playfully and chucked an accusing finger at Severus.

She
couldn�t have chosen a more inappropriate thing to say, but she wasn�t to know.
Ron froze, his eyes on Severus� face, but Severus just rolled his eyes. �Like I could! It�d be like kicking a puppy.�

�Slytherin
House would have you out on your arse if they could hear you talking,� Ginny
laughed again, tucking her hand further into the crook of Harry�s arm. �You�re
meant to like kicking puppies.�

�I have
never kicked a puppy in my life, I�ll have you know,� Severus said indignantly.
�Only� Gryffindors.�

Thankfully
an amp sparked into life just before the mock argument could deepen. Severus
felt his body betray him with a jump and heard Ron�s soft chuckle at his alarm.

�Mr Death
Eater scared by a crackling amp?� he laughed breathily into his ear.

�I am old,
shut up,� Severus whispered back with a smile.

Someone
introduced Bill�s band and he led the way on stage.

�Am I going
to be deaf by the end of this?� Severus whispered again and Ron laughed, moving
his chair closer to lean more fully against his body.

�Probably.
I always am for about an hour or two so god knows what�ll do to your old man
hearing.�

�Cheek,�
Severus tutted, and kissed him softly near his ear.

�You just
kissed me in front of my family.�

�So I did.�

Ron moved
to reply but he was drowned out by a guitar kicking into a jaunty riff and he
simply shook his head and kissed Severus on the lips with an apologetic smile.
Severus rewarded him with a beautiful smile, one which rarely crossed his
features even though he was much happier lately. Ron felt himself grinning
back.

He looked
up to the stage where his eldest brother was talking into the mic to the crowd who were paying rapt attention. Bill was
so handsome he probably didn�t need to say anything, but he was still talking
when Ron extended his hand to pick up his drink a few minutes later. Fleur was
sitting at the end of the table with a hand on her belly with a smile on her
face. She was positively glowing in the dim pub lighting.

�You�re not
getting broody are you?� Severus whispered into his ear. �Because children are
the one thing we really cannot do.�

Ron smirked
and shook his head, turning back to him. �God no, that baby puking all over me
was enough to put me off for life,� he raised his voice as the music started
up.

�Good,�
Severus said loudly in his ear. �I dread to think what kind of father I�d be.�

Ron scowled
at him but didn�t say anything more, there was no
point in shouting over the music.

Severus
actually found himself rather enjoying the music that Bill�s band
were playing. It wasn�t to his usual taste but he found himself tapping
his foot along to it. They�d been playing for around forty five minutes when
Ron leant into him again.

�I told you
you�d like it,� Ron smirked knowingly in a song break. �Ow!�

�Rooon, please,� Ginny begged him.

�Kicking me
under the table isn�t a way to get what you want.�

�What does
she want?� Harry asked, �She won�t tell me.�

�She wants
me to do something which could potentially be a disaster?�

Bill�s
voice crackled over the microphone and Severus heard Ron tense and mutter, �Fuck,� under his breath.

Concerned,
Severus tried to grab his attention but when he heard what Bill was saying, he
stopped cold.

�Now, we
don�t normally do this, but my baby sister has twisted my arm and she wants to
get up here and sing a song live with the band before the karaoke kicks in,
with my babiest brother.�

Severus
looked desperately at Ron to try and determine what was happening. He had never
heard Ron sing so much as a note before. Ginny was
grinning at Ron.

�I don�t
know if she�s quite managed to talk him into it yet,� Bill peered through the
punters to their table. �Gin? You whipped him into
shape yet?�

Ginny
looked expectantly at Ron and Severus nearly gasped as his bones were bent
under the pressure from Ron�s squeeze.

�Ron, what
the� you don�t sing!� Severus hissed.

�Oh, yes he bloody does,� Ginny got to her feet. �Come on Ron. Don�t wimp out
in front of your boyfriend, show some balls.�

�Ron, don�t
let her pressure you into anything,� Severus whispered so nobody could hear.
�You don�t have to do anything you don�t want to do any more.�

�I do want to do it,� Ron shook his head and got to his feet. He knocked back
the last of his butterbeer and said quietly, �Just
don�t judge me for it.�

Stunned,
Severus watched him walk away, weaving his slight hips
around the tables.

�Ron never
told you he can sing, did he?� Charlie looked at him oddly.

Severus
shook his head.

�I don�t
think he tells anyone, apparently,� Harry was wide eyed. �I�ve known him seven
years and never once did he tell me he could belt out a tune?�

Fred
started snickering along the table. �Ginny always makes him do this, and he
pretends to hate it but he loves the fucking limelight, you wait.�

�They
normally save it for private family gatherings,� Charlie said confidentially.
�But I think Gin wants to show off for you, Harry. And she�s dragged Ron into
it too. Who I don�t think wants to sing in front of Severus at all. They used
to do this all the time when they were younger� mainly for Aunt Muriel. Of
course, they�d sing stuff from the wizarding world
there but you know my dad�s a Muggleophile, we had
our fair share of Muggle music growing up and Bill likes all the old rock music
too.�

�Ladies and
gents, please welcome the two honorary members of our band for the evening, the
especially delightful Ginny and Ron� Yeah, I�m joking. You might want to get
some earplugs or something,� Bill winked at the audience.

Severus
heard Charlie chuckling next to him.

�No, in all
seriousness, they sound pretty good as we�ve treated you all to our musical
delights enough for one night, consider the karaoke list open!� He pointed to a
clipboard on the bar. �And once these two have finished murdering some classics
you can all have at it.�

A ripple of
laughter ran through the pub. Severus had an uneasy feeling in his stomach; he
didn�t want Ron to be humiliated in front of all these people, if that was what
was going to happen. But his family seemed so calm and collected about it, he
really wasn�t sure.

�Evening
all,� Ron�s voice jerked him out of his reverie and he looked over to the band.
�I have let myself be thoroughly bullied into this so I�m going to apologise
now. We�re singing a song which is, sickeningly, one of our Mum�s favourites,
you might know it� and no, I don�t know how the hell I�m gonna
achieve this as I am a bloke and it�s a high song, but this is Abba�s �Our Last
Summer�.�

If Severus
could have screamed and run for the door, he would have done. He was thrown
back to being twenty and feeling like shit. His father had been dead for three
years and his mother had taken to having the Muggle radio on to try and keep herself
company whilst guzzling wine all day long in a tribute to his alcoholic,
layabout father. He knew every single word to that song. He drained his glass
and steeled himself. He�d not heard it in years out of pure choice and hatred.

But the
music started, somehow the band were reproducing it
perfectly and Ginny was singing like a lark into her microphone.

The summer air was soft and warm,

The feeling right, the Paris
night

Did it's best to please us.

And strolling down the Elys�e

We had a drink in each caf�.

And you,

You talked of politics, philosophy and I

Smiled like Mona Lisa.

We had our chance

It was a fine and true romance�

He saw
Harry�s face light up in amazement. Ron added a lower, softer tone for the
chorus and Severus was shocked at how they sounded, how the pub responded
positively.

I can still recall our last summer,

I still see it all�

Walks along the Seine,
laughing in the rain.

Our last summer,

Memories that remain�

He was
genuinely shocked. He glanced sideways to Molly who was watching her two
children with tears in her eyes. Charlie leant over and whispered in his ear,
�They�re not bad, eh?�

�I hate
this song,� Severus replied automatically, with a blush in his cheeks. �I
really, really hate this song.�

We made our way along the river,

And we sat down in the grass,

By the Eiffel tower.

I was so happy we had met�

It was the age of no regret,

Oh yes!

Severus
swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to lose himself in the sound of
Ron�s beautiful, low, husky voice. How had he never heard that before? Had Ron
never sung in the shower? Oh God I really
fucking hate this song. Ron joined in to counter Ginny again in a harmony
that, if he weren�t being mentally tormented, would make his heart melt.

Those crazy years, that was the time

Of the flower-power

But underneath we had a fear of flying.

Of getting old, a fear of slowly dying.

We took the chance,

Like we were dancing our last dance�

They
repeated the chorus. Severus realised he was gripping his legs under the table.
He felt a hand touch his arm and he jumped slightly, Charlie was looking at him
with huge concerned eyes. �Are you alright?� He mouthed, Severus shook his
head.

Oh fuck just be
over. Be over. Be over.

Paris restaurants�

Our last summer�

Morning croissants�

Living for the day, worries far away

Our last summer�

We could laugh and play�

They had
repeated the chorus by now and Bill launched into a beautiful guitar solo.
Severus wished he could appreciate it. Charlie poured him another glass of wine
and shoved it into his hand wordlessly. Severus was grateful but couldn�t
convey it.

And now you're working in a bank,

The family man, the football fan,

�AND YOUR
NAME IS HARRY!� �They both yelled at the table and Harry burst out laughing.

How dull it seems

Yet you're the hero of my dreams�

Severus
managed to look up from his glass and saw Ron staring directly at him as he
sang those words. I�m no hero, Ron.
They repeated the chorus and the band finished dramatically. The pub erupted in
applause and Severus lamely managed to put his hands together, feeling numb
inside. All he could remember was the feeling of misery, and loneliness, of
wanting everything and having nothing. You
fool. You sit lamenting what you didn�t have when you now have everything you
wanted back then. You absolute fucking fool. Hateful.

Bill�s
voice came over the sound system again. �Well alright, I�ll concede. They�ve
got half decent voices. What Ron? You want to go again? Well I personally think
that�s a bit greedy.�

�Told you he fucking loved the limelight,� Fred laughed along the table.

Now the
haunting music was gone, Severus found he could look up at the band area again
and not feel sick. Ron was sweating slightly under the lights and was guzzling
water.

�What d�you reckon?� Bill asked breathily. �Shall we give him
another go before truly opening the mic for the
night?�

Severus
found himself lost in the supportive shouts from the people around him,
Hermione kneeling on her chair cheering the loudest.

�You
foolish, foolish people, you should have let me tell you what he wants to
sing,� Bill raised an eyebrow in suggestion. �But, well, you�ve bought it on
yourselves. Please welcome back to the microphone, Mr. Ronald. Weasley!�

More cheering. Severus kept his eyes trained on Ron�s tall form, looking even more
handsome under the spotlight than before. �Me again,� he grinned, fingers
caressing the microphone indecently, lips dangerously close. �Now.
I�m not dressed appropriately for the song I�m about to sing� I should look
more of a tramp like my brother,� Fred and George bellowed with laughter. �But
yeah. Well. Here you go. And, what�s more, totally and
utterly his influence. My terrible taste in music is all to do with
him!� He pointed at Bill and grinned.

The band
kicked into gear and all of a sudden next to him Charlie howled with laughter,
making Severus jump. �Oh my God, he�s mental��

You know I never�

I never seen you look so good.

You never act the way you should�

But I like it.

And I know you like it too,

The way that I want you.

I gotta have you.

Oh yes, I do.

Severus
felt his chest begin to shake with laughter. He knew this song, too, but
thankfully there were more amusing memories attached to it. Ron found him in
the crowd before he sang the next verse with a grin. His voice had changed,
adapted for the song, it was lower, had a more gravelly tone. He has never sounded hotter.

You know I never,

I never ever stay out late.

You know that I can hardly wait�

Just to see you.

And I know you cannot wait,

Wait to see me too

I gotta touch you.

Severus smirked
into his drink remembering the extremely apt lines of the chorus.

Cause baby we�ll be�

At the drive-in,

�In the old man�s FORD� Ron sang pointedly with a wicked grin and a wiggle of his
hips and Charlie snorted with laughter again, Severus knew he was recalling his
car model.

Behind the bushes

Till I�m screamin� for more

Down the basement,

Lock the cellar door�

And baby�

Talk dirty to me.

Harry was
laughing facing the stage. He turned round to Snape and said, �Do you think
this is a subtle hint or something?�

Oh you�ll never know Harry. Hahahahaha. Severus just grinned in return, glad the haunting music was gone from his ears.

You know I call you�

I call you on the telephone.

I�m only hoping that you�re home.

So I can hear you.

When you say those words to me�

And whisper so softly

I gotta hear you�

Cause baby we�ll be�

At the drive-in,

In
the old man�s Ford.

Behind the bushes

Till I�m screamin� for more�

Down the basement,

Lock the cellar door�

And baby�

Talk dirty to me.

Severus
watched in shock as Bill thrust a guitar into Ron�s hands and he played the
rock solo with ease and a smile on his face before taking up the chorus again.
His fingers made easy work of the fret board.

�My son
hides many talents,� Molly leaned over and smiled knowingly. �Just when you
think you know him, he gets something else out of the bag to pull the rug from
under your feet.�

Understatement of the year, Molly. He�s beaten me round the head with the fucking rug. Ron jerked off the end of the song
to rapturous applause. Having recovered himself, Severus found himself on his
feet cheering with the best of them. Ron must have heard him, because he
grinned wider than before and turned a delicate shade of pink. He threw the
guitar back to Bill and stamped off back towards them.

�Oh well
you little attention whore,� Fred grabbed him first. �I am going to bottle you,
and sell you. You�re clearly going into the wrong profession.�

Ron rolled
his eyes and tried to get to Severus but Molly ran up to him and gave him a
hug. �My big brave boy, and singing my favourite
Muggle song as well� You and Ginny sounded wonderful. You could have chosen a
cleaner second song though��

Ron
shrugged. �Blame your precious eldest for that, Mum, I
grew up listening to that stuff.� He winked at her and extricated himself from
her arms, again heading for Severus but Hermione got there first.

�Oh Ron,
why did you never tell me you could sing? The school choir really could have
used you!�

Ron
spluttered and Harry fell off his chair laughing. He pulled himself off the
floor and said, �Oh Hermione� Ron� Ron�� He broke off his laughing as Ron
kicked him in the shin.

Finally,
painstakingly, Ron made it to Severus side and threw his arms around him in
desperation. �Save me,� he whispered dramatically. �From the
madness.�

�Is that a
bloody hint?� Severus whispered in his ear. �I mean �Talk Dirty To Me�? Seriously? Seriously?!�

Ron was
shaking with laughter in his hands. �How did you like being serenaded?�

�You call
that serenading someone?� Severus burst out laughing. �I call that telling the
entire room your sex life is lacking. But I�ll concede you were brilliant on
the guitar, how come you never told me?�

Ron was
laughing even harder now. Maybe it was the wine or his recent emotional upset,
but Severus was feeling extremely light-headed. He scooped Ron tighter in his
arms and pushed their lips together, forcing his tongue in like usual,
forgetting entirely where they were. Ron responded as he always did, with
warmth, love and gentle hands on Severus� back. They didn�t notice the table
falling quiet around them or feel all eyes on them until Ron opened his eyes
and saw everyone.

�Fuck,
Severus, stop,� he whispered, flushing crimson with embarrassment.

Feeling
miffed, Severus did as he was bid but didn�t understand why he had to, until he
found himself faced with several pairs of wide blue eyes.

Fuck it.

Harry
raised his hand and tossed a peanut squarely at Severus� chest,
it bounced off and hit the table. �For subjecting us all to that, it�s your
round,� he rolled his eyes, and stood up.

�My virgin
eyes,� Fred cried, rubbing them frantically.

�Oh pur-lease,� Charlie scoffed. �No part of you has been a
virgin since you were fifteen, Frederick Weasley.�

�Boys,
boys,� Arthur tried to quieten them, noticing how his wife was slightly green
in colour. �You�re going to give your mother a heart attack.�

�Severus
started it,� Fred grinned evilly, pointing to where Ron and Severus still
stood, half entangled, both flustered, both with reddened lips from the kiss.

�A kiss is
different to telling your mother when her son lost his virginity,� Ron shot
back quickly, and grinned back at Severus triumphantly.

�Drinks,
you, now,� Harry pointed again at Severus, and with a strange mix of feeling
Severus realised Harry was actually trying to be helpful at get Severus out of
the difficult situation he found himself in. Alright, what are you after, Potter?

He let Ron
go and took in a quick sweep of everyone�s drinks on the table. �Same again?� He tried to sound natural, and thought he
failed.

�If you�re
paying I�ll have a double,� Ron laughed, indicating his glass.

�Goooooldigger!� Charlie laughed and got up to go
and help Severus with the drinks.

They walked
towards the bar, with the pub seeming much fuller with more chatter after the
music.

�Are you
okay?� Charlie asked in a low voice as they waited to be served. �You seemed
really� tense when they were singing the first song, you said you hated it?�

Severus
swallowed. �It�s just complicated, is all. Caught me by surprise, is all. Nothing to worry about.�

Charlie
knew to drop the subject and Severus was grateful to him.

As the
night wore on, Severus found himself loosening up in the company of the Weasley
family like never before. He freely sat with his arms draped around Ron and kept
on kissing his cheek, nobody was commenting at all. They were all chatting
freely as person after person murdered classic song after classic song on the
Muggle karaoke machine.

�Oh God,
that was awful,� Severus laughed after a particularly bad rendition of Queen�s
�A Kind of Magic�.

�You think
you can do better?� Ginny challenged.

�I don�t sing,� Severus shrugged. �Sorry to disappoint you.�

�Chicken,�
Ginny laughed. �Can I dare you as a Gryffindor to a Slytherin?�

�Let�s not
get into this,� Harry held his hands up. �It�s going to get messy and I�m too
drunk to stop myself from accepting a stupid dare.�

�Oh,
nothing will ever beat the night you were dared to streak to the end of the
corridor and back naked,� Ron raised an eyebrow and laughed.

Ginny
looked between them like she�d been hexed. �You did that? You really did
that?!�

Severus
burst out laughing.

�What?�
Harry looked at him, affronted.

�The portraits talk, Potter,� Severus winked.

�Ohmygod,� Harry went crimson and put his head down on the
sticky pub table.

Ron howled
with laughter.

�So what do you do?� Ginny grilled Severus,
dangling her wine glass dangerously in her hand. �If you don�t sing, play
guitar, write poetry,� Ron snorted, �or cook?�

�Why do I
have to �do� anything?� Severus asked. �What�s wrong with being an
all-rounder?�

�Is that
what you are?�

Ron
groaned. �Give it a rest Ginny.�

�I speak
Italian and French,� Severus put forward. �And, I can play a bit of piano. Does
that satisfy you, Ginny?�

�Where did
you learn Italian and French?� She threw at him, as if she didn�t believe him.

�Magician
never reveals his secrets,� Severus shrugged and she scowled. �Fine, fine. My grandmother on my mother�s side was a
linguistics professor at a Muggle university. She taught me when I was
younger.�

�She was a
Muggle?�

�No, she
was a witch, but she chose to work in the Muggle community.�

�Oh my God,
say something in Italian!� Ron chucked his glass down on the table. �Why didn�t you tell me?!�

�I wasn�t
aware my linguistic skills were so important to you,� Severus shook his head
disbelievingly.

�Your mouth
is very important to me,� Ron waggled his eyebrows and Harry gagged.

�Okay,
okay, okay.� Severus held up a hand. Ha.
Suck this Potter. �Ti amo, il mio innamorato.�

�What does
that mean?� Harry asked quickly.

�I love
you, my sweetheart,� Severus smirked.

�Oh, ew, knew
I shouldn�t have asked.�

Severus
grinned evilly and pulled Ron to him protectively. There had been a sticky
moment earlier when one of the other band members had approached Ron at the bar
whilst Severus had been in earshot, saying that he heard Ron had recently come
out and did he want to do something sometime. Ron had had to fight to keep his
laughter inside as Severus moved faster than light to possessively wrap his
arms around his waist. Ron had shrugged and told the man that he was already
involved with someone, as if he couldn�t now tell, and that thanks for the
offer but no. Severus� eyes found said band member at the bar and narrowed his
eyes.

�Stop it,� Ron hissed, slapping his hand gently. �He took no for an answer.�

�But still, he�s much younger and prettier than I am.�

�But nothing, I�m sitting in your arms, not his. If I drift over there and
touch his arse, then you can worry.�

This wine is turning me into a
rampant teenager. Severus
felt his crotch respond to Ron�s closeness, the scent of his skin, his loose
limbs as the alcohol flowed through his veins. Ron was so close he knew he
would notice.

�Oh my,� he teased in his ear. �You are so dirty.�

�Is there
anywhere private in this pub to go?� Good
god man, have you no self control? Ron licked his lips. No. Clearly not.
Fuck.

�Meet me in
the men�s toilets in three minutes,� Ron hissed and stood up, lurching
slightly.

A toilet� this is just beyond
ridiculous. But,
Severus noted, that didn�t stop him standing up two and a half minutes later
and following Ron.

He didn�t
hear, as he walked away, Ginny lean to Harry and say, �They�re so going to fuck
now.�

Or Harry�s gag response.

Severus
felt relieved when he made it to the toilets, and saw, like everything else in
the pub, they were built into the thick stone walls, with cramped ceilings and
doors which ran from ceiling to floor with no gaps.

�Ron?� He
hissed, and the door opened immediately to his left. He was dragged in.

�A toilet, really?� Severus whispered, as the door was closed and locked. He
watched Ron skim through a diversion spell, a silencing charm and an
anti-intrusion alarm.

As he
turned round Severus could have groaned at the sight of his face, full of lust.
Ron came to him and kissed him somewhat clumsily.

�You�re
drunk,� Severus smiled into his face.

�And you�re
sexy,� Ron winked, pushing him back against the wall.

�I�ve never
had sex in a toilet before,� Severus muttered as Ron�s hands ghosted into his
trousers.

�Who says
we�re going to have sex?� Ron quirked an eyebrow.

�I just
assumed��

�Ah, you
assumed. No. I think you missed out on a vital part of your adolescence,� Ron
explained breathily with a grin. �The experience of being in
a toilet with someone else�s hands shoved down your pants, making you gasp
and stutter.�

�You�re
right� I did miss that,� Severus closed his eyes and tilted his head back as
Ron wrapped his hand around his fast growing erection. �Educate me.�

Ron kissed
him passionately, working his other hand into the nape of his neck. Severus ran
his hands up Ron�s back and returned the kiss as he found himself being
fondled.

�Mmm, it�s nice�� Severus smiled.

�Shame�
when you do this for the first time it�s meant to feel a bit off putting� like
you shouldn�t be doing it, but the fact you�re enjoying it means you don�t
care.�

�How are
you such an expert?� Severus dropped his head to kiss Ron�s neck.

Ron didn�t
answer and gripped a little tighter. The
only way this will be uncomfortable is if you pretend to be someone I hate.
Severus batted that thought away instantly.

�I know you
didn�t play Quidditch,� Ron said with a smirk, �But I�ll show you something
that�s rumoured to happen in the showers� It never happened to me, but it�s
apparently very nice��

Severus
couldn�t believe his eyes as he sank to his knees on the dirty floor and
unzipped the trousers Severus was wearing. �Ron, get up-�

�Shut up,�
Ron muttered, and Severus had no time to protest before his cock was in that
mouth again.

Powerless
to stop Ron now, he assumed he was just meant to stand there and enjoy it� but
his knees were actually shaking. It would look awful if anyone caught them, him
with his trousers round his ankles, an eighteen year old boy giving him a blow
job on his knees. Oh fuck that might get
me in trouble but it�s a beautiful image. Ron dug his tongue into the slit
he found and Severus hissed and jerked forward.

�Patience,�
Ron removed his mouth and Severus found himself grabbing the red hair and
shoving his head forwards again, Ron cried out in shock and Severus instantly
relaxed his grip and soothed where his hand had tugged too hard.

Returning
to his task, Ron reached up to cup Severus gently before engulfing the head of
his cock again, carefully razing his teeth over the surplus flesh.

�Oh Jesus,�
Severus tilted his head back again and closed his eyes tightly.

Ron felt
his dominant urges coming back to him and with a grin, he let his hand fall,
his mouth slid off, and he smirked evilly.

�Why in the
name of hell are you stopping?� Severus growled, forcing his eyes open. �Don�t
you fucking smirk at me!� Oh shit... Perhaps a toilet isn�t the best of places for our dominating
personalities to clash, Ron�

But he was
roughly reaching down and yanking Ron up by his armpits and shoving him into
the opposite wall. See how you like this.
Whilst Ron was still winded from being slammed into the wall, Severus undid his
trousers and shoved them down, the same as Ron had done to him, but turned him
round. His feet clumsily tripped as his legs were restricted and he gasped as
his cock hit the wall. Severus had his hands in a grip stuck between their
bodies.

�Severus,�
Ron whispered, evidently a little shocked by the sudden rough turn the moment
had taken.

�Shut up,�
Severus instructed and without so much as a breath Ron complied.

Now what to do to you now I have you
here� Hmm� Severus used his wand to bind Ron�s hands so his own here
free to wander. He smoothed a hand over his arse and suddenly squeezed, making
sure his fingernails dug into the soft flesh. Ron whimpered and shifted
uncomfortably. Both of them heard the bathroom door outside swing open and
close again. Ron�s diversion spell was working.

�You make
noise, you get in trouble,� Severus whispered to him. �Do you understand me?�

�Yes,� Ron
replied meekly, not knowing where they were headed. It was the first time
Severus had ever done this and he really, really wasn�t sure whether he
actually liked it or not. He�d fantasised about it but� he knew that some
things were meant to stay fantasies. It was why they were fantasies in the
first place.

To make his
point, Severus dug his nails in again, but Ron couldn�t help the little hiss
that escaped his lips.

�Shit,� he
whimpered, closing his eyes.

I don�t know if you�re ready for
this. �I did warn
you,� he breathed at him, before raising his palm, and brought it down swiftly
and flatly on to Ron�s bare behind with force.

The little
strangled scream made him really wonder if he�d gone too far. He massaged the
skin then with a softer hand, kissing Ron�s shoulder, his dominance
disappearing instantly as the sound of the cry was still in his ears.

�Do it
again,� Ron asked in the meekest tone Severus thought he had ever heard him
speak.

�Are you
sure?� Severus frowned, �You didn�t sound as though you liked it��

�Not liking
it is making me like it,� he whispered over his shoulder.

You surprise me more every single
fucking day. Severus
raised his hand again and struck Ron again, wincing slightly as the same sort
of cry was torn from his mouth again and he was suddenly struck with a wave of
guilt.

�Again,�
Ron begged, struggling against the wall.

Severus�
hand was stinging, he hadn�t meant for it to turn into a spanking session. But
feeling unable to deny Ron his request, he hit again, even harder than last
time, feeling sick as his hand made contact.

�Fuck,� Ron
groaned into the wall. �Again.�

�No,�
Severus shook his head, and released the binding on Ron�s hands and turned him
around. �No, I�m not doing it again.�

He looked
over Ron�s red, sweaty face and down to his straining erection.

�Why not?�
Ron pleaded.

�Because
hitting you�� Severus found himself speaking without necessarily thinking and
with a wave of guilt hitting him. �Is not something I can do without feeling
like a��

�Like a
what?� Ron wrapped his arms around Severus, pushing their erections together.

�I can�t
abuse you,� Severus said flatly, shaking his head with, Ron was horrified to
see, a haunted look in his eyes.

�Okay,� Ron
panted, cradling this head in his hands. �It�s okay.�

Severus swallowed
and looked at him nervously, feeling all the sexual energy starting to
dissipate from his groin. Ron noticed too and quickly ducked to pick up
Severus� trousers and underwear and re-arranged them for him, before doing the
same to his own.

�Talk to
me,� Ron begged, leaning back against the wall and pulling Severus with him in
his arms. �Tell me what you�re feeling.�

�I feel
like a fucking rapist,� Severus wasn�t paying attention as he spat the words
out. �I can�t� I can�t hurt you.�

�I know, I
understand now,� Ron soothed him, stroking the hair back from the side of his
face. �I�m sorry I asked you to do something you weren�t comfortable with.�

The numb
feeling that threatened to render Severus useless during the song earlier was
now fully in force, starting in his stomach and spreading up through his chest,
into his throat, creeping up his neck to his mind. Ron frowned as he took in
his eyes and pale complexion.

�Severus�
Open your mouth and talk to me,� he sounded so warm and caring.

I can�t bear you being so accepting
of me. Stop it.

�I�m not
letting you out of here until you talk to me,� Ron shook his head.

�Just SHUT
UP.� Severus heard himself shout; again, the words had ripped from his throat
without him really knowing what he was saying.

He felt
Ron�s body jump at the upturned volume, but he did not, as Severus expected,
push his body away in either fear or disgust. If anything, his grip became
tighter. Sometimes I really wonder if you
have any fucking sense at all.

�Let me
go,� Severus demanded, wriggling slightly.

But Ron
knew better than to let him go. He knew that somewhere, perversely, Severus
begging to be let go was him really asking to be held on to, to be clutched, to
be loved. So he kept his fingers locked tight around the parts of Severus they
touched, and made his arms form a fleshy cage.

Severus
fell silent and stopped struggling, sensing he wouldn�t win the battle anyway.
He refused to let himself take any comfort from the touch, however. It�s not like I fucking deserve to be held
like this. Fucking piece of shit.

It had been
a long time since Severus had been so depressed when drunk and it had come from
nowhere, like his brain had suddenly flipped. He was confused as to why tonight
was different, what made the alcohol so potent in his blood compared to the
last time he�d been drunk, where he had merely giggled a lot with Ron, had
drunken sex and fallen asleep on top of him? What was so different?

They both
heard the bathroom door open again and shut, but a voice called out.

�Ron, are you in here?� It was Charlie, the diversion
charm must have broken.

Ron�s
breath caught in his throat and he shot a worried look at Severus who was
staring blankly at the floor.

�Ron?�
Charlie called again.

�Just a
moment,� Ron called back. He released Severus and watched as he stumbled back
against the wall, like a rag doll without Ron�s support holding him up.

Smoothing
his hair, Ron unlocked the door and slid into the bathroom. Severus heard him
speaking.

�A toilet?� Charlie laughed, �You could have been�
Ron, what�s the matter?� Charlie had spotted the pale nature of Ron�s skin and
the worried look of his eyes. �Are you okay?�

Ron
swallowed. �I need to take Severus back home. And I don�t think he�s up to
seeing anyone. Can you help me Charlie?�

�Well
that�s why I came in here to talk to you. Everyone�s gone, left,
they said to tell you they�d see you at the weekend for dinner.�

�Oh thank
Merlin,� Ron ran a hand through his hair. �That makes this easier.�

�I stayed
behind to say goodbye,� Charlie put a hand on his shoulder. �I�m leaving
tomorrow and I won�t see you again for a few months.�

Ron nodded
silently and cast a worried glance back in the toilet.

�What�s
happened?� Charlie�s eyes grew wary. �Have you� have you had an argument or
something?�

�Not
quite,� Ron shook his head. �I have no idea what the fuck is going on.�

�Ron,
you�re worrying me-�

�And he�s
worrying me,� Ron hissed anxiously.
�I need to get him home.�

He threw
his arms around his brother and hugged him fiercely. �I need you to pretend
everything�s normal to them. Tell them you found us wrapped up in a corner
together enjoying ourselves. Please, please
Charlie, don�t tell them anything�s the matter.�

Nodding
hesitantly, Charlie pushed Ron back to arm�s length. �If you need me, you know
where I am.�

Ron nodded
and Charlie patted his shoulder before exiting the bathroom. Ron hurled himself
back into the toilet, fully expecting to find Severus gone. But no, he was
still leaning against the wall, head bowed so it wouldn�t hit the cramped
ceiling.

�Come on,� Ron breathed, putting an arm around his waist. �We�re going home.�
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