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Something Different	By : Missmione101 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Draco/Ron Views: 27737 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Ron the next morning he felt groggy and confused. At first he thought the previous evening with Draco Malfoy had actually been a dream and was very disappointed. That was only until he realized he was still wearing the too tight t-shirt and it had cherry stains on it from the tarts Draco had fed him the night before. My god I let Draco Malfoy feed me cherry tarts in his rooms. What is wrong with me? And why is all I keep thinking about how badly I want to do it again? Ron’s thoughts raced through his head as he stepped into his warm shower. He couldn’t help looking down at his rounder belly with much more appreciation than he had before dinner the previous night. If someone like Draco Malfoy could want him like this, he couldn’t be that bad right? He remembered the feeling of Malfoy’s pretty little well bred mouth around his hard cock and he felt himself getting aroused immediately. He wrapped his own hand around himself and stroked a few times. He came quickly thinking about the night before. He dressed quickly and threw on his robes to hide the fact that his button down shirt could barely hold in his stomach anymore and it looked like he was about to burst. He hurried out of his room and down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

                He took his seat next to Harry at the Gryffindor table and quickly looked around for Hermione, when Harry confirmed that she wasn’t there yet he quickly loaded his plate with bacon and began to eat it. Harry laughed at Ron, he knew that Hermione was all over him about what he ate lately and Harry thought she should give him break. Ron knew how to take care of himself. Harry elbowed Ron and gestured to the doorway to point out that Hermione was coming and he would need to ditch the bacon. When he looked up he was mortified to see that Draco Malfoy was the next person entering the Great Hall after Hermione. He didn’t ditch the bacon in time and he could see the disgusted look on Hermione’s face.

                “Ronald, you are supposed to be eating healthy. How do you expect to lose any weight while gorging yourself on bacon?” She looked at him accusingly, all the while unaware that Draco was looking at her with a mix of hatred and annoyance. Hermione vanished the bacon and Ron looked down at his empty plate and sighed, he wondered if he would ever be able to eat a full meal in the Great Hall again or if it was Hermione’s plan to just vanish his plate every time. It was becoming a reoccurrence he was not at all fond of. It was even worse when his plate refilled with egg whites and spinach. Ron looked at the plate offensively and pushed it away. “I am doing this for you Ronald Weasley. You need to go on a diet and you need to start today” She said accusingly and in front of everyone in the Great Hall. Ron blushed as red as his hair as he stood to leave. “You are going to leave the nutritious breakfast I made you” She accused him. Ron turned to say something to her when he realized Draco had been standing near their table listening to the whole thing.

                “Keep him on a short leash don’t you Granger?” He muttered quietly looking at Hermione who glared back at him. She didn’t realize the part Malfoy actually played in all of this; she just thought he was making fun of them. “I always knew you were a control freak Granger, I just didn’t know you kept your men as trained pets” He smirked and rolled his eyes. Ron watched the sway of his hips as he walked away. Ron knew that was Draco’s secret little way of defending him, besides at this point Ron was sure Draco would much rather have had him eat the bacon. As he started to walk away Hermione grabbed his arm and turned him towards her.

                “Don’t listen to what Malfoy says he has always been a prat” She muttered shooting a dirty look in the direction of the Slytherin table. When Ron’s only response was to stare at her coldly she tried talking to him nicely. “The diet will get easier dear I promise. It’s something you need to do, you believe in us right?” Ron just stared down at her and nodded silently. This wasn’t something he could deal with right now, right here, there was too much on his mind and too much to think about. He left the hall to return to his room and dig into more of that candy before charms until someone grabbed his arm and pulled him down a corridor. He found himself looking into Malfoy’s grey blue eyes as the blonde passed him a very large chocolate chip muffin and slid his hand under Ron’s bursting t-shirt.

                “I thought you might be hungry after that lovely episode at the breakfast table. How do you put up with Granger? There must be something worth dealing with. She’s a freak in bed isn’t she Weasley?” Ron took a large bite of the muffin before looking up into Draco’s playful face.

                “Been so long I can’t even remember” He mumbled with a full mouth” The second he stopped chewing and swallowed Draco’s lips were on his and his tongue was invading his mouth. Ron gave into the kiss and they stayed that way for a few minutes. The hand under Ron’s robes was undoing the buttons on his school shirt while they kissed.

                “Good then I guess I don’t have to be jealous” Draco said slyly when they stopped kissing. “Bloody hell Weasley, did you plan on wearing this shirt until your gut pulls it apart?” He asked laughing and giving his belly a light smack. “These buttons can’t handle this much pressure at all” He added undoing the last one. Ron could feel the cool air on his soft and exposed stomach as he felt Draco’s hands all over him. There was nothing he wanted more then to drag Draco back to his room with him and say bugger to Charms class. There was one little problem with that, Hermione of course would hunt him down if he missed a class let alone a NEWT level charms class and he sighed heavily.

                `”I have to get ready for class Draco” Ron muttered pulling away and starting to do up his buttons. It was quite a difficult task and he knew it was time for some expansion charms or different shirts. All of the sudden though, with Draco standing next to him, the idea of that wasn’t so terrible. He could feel Draco watching him fighting to get the buttons done and he blushed again. “You might be right about these shirts.” Ron said quietly. Draco smirked at him and helped him get the shirt stretched across his belly.

                “Make sure you close your robe before you go to class. I won’t be able to take any notes if I’m too busy watching you and waiting for your buttons to burst off your shirt” He liked the way Draco talked about him much more then they way Hermione did. Even if Draco did comment about his growing waistline it was in a complimentary way. Not in the judgmental way Hermione did. Ron pulled his robe shut and walked to Flitwick’s class by himself and took a seat next to Hermione. He tried not to think of Draco Malfoy a few rows behind him, or the fact that he would be meeting him at midnight and they could be alone again. He glanced down at his hand that had Hermione’s in it she didn’t even squeeze back, just let her hand sit there limp. He wondered if she was really that disgusted by him. He didn’t even care anymore. He was sick of being told what to do. The only reason they were still together was because that’s what their friends expected, what their families expected, what the entire Wizarding World expected of them. Well Ron didn’t know how much longer he could put up with it anymore. He made sure Hermione wasn’t looking and turned around to glance at Malfoy. He found himself staring into those eyes again as they burned with lust.
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