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A/N: Hello all! Another chapter for you.
Now the next one is where you might have to wait a while, I think. I have
questions to answer and things to explain about it, not to mention� that part
we�ve all been waiting for. *whistle* *hint* I hope the time spacing is okay in
this. I have needed to move things on to have them in time for the next
chapter. Apologies for the length of this one, an extra 6 pages of MS word
popped out of nowhere. And somehow I still managed to do this even with a random two hour stint playing pool drinking cider. In fact, the cider probably helped. Hurrah!

As ever, your reviews make this all worthwhile, so:

-Kai �not quite.
But, the deeds at the end of this were written in just for you. ;) But, just
hold on a teeny bit longer for the rest. I promise it�s not too much longer.

-Talley �I�m glad
you found this one too! You really do flatter me far too much *blush* What
about the lore confused you? I am not taking it from anywhere, I�m *psst* making it up as I go along. But there will be more
explanations in the chapter after this one, I promise. Do you mean they�re
different to JKR�s universe or the other one I have
written? I had kind of hoped I was doing better with this one keeping them both
in character.

-DaVinci
�The Fire Imp was just something I made up. An imp is another extention of a fairy, and I just thought it�d be a bit
better to call them imps as Ron doesn�t seem like the sort of guy who�d walk
into a tattooist and ask for a pretty fairy on his back ;) Even if that�s what
it essentially is. No, Severus hasn�t forgiven himself. But he cannot fight it,
either, as you can see here. So he has stopped trying �but he is still in two
minds on how it affects his life. And� I�ll see what I
can do about the bed ;)

-abbi cee �did you figure out how to get back out? Took me
ages to get used to this place! As for where Vampires go etc., etc., well,
that�s sort of dealt with in this chapter, but there will be more in the next
�and that bit will be crucial for information. You are right. Severus is still
on a learning curve. I�ll try and get the pint in for you!

-Sheree
�wet noodle? Interesting. �As for what I�ve thought up� *cackle* Thanks
for calling me magnificent. *Ego grows so cannot fit through door*

Enjoy. And, hmm� I needed a cold
shower for the end of this as I was writing, so� *warns* ;)

------

Severus sat behind his desk whilst his NEWT students
futilely attempted to brew a notoriously difficult antidote. They were all
restless, the Christmas break was drawing near and it looked as though none of
them were adequately concentrating.

Except
Granger. Ron is so right� they
would never have worked together.

He allowed himself a surreptitious glance at his newly named
Fire Imp, and could have smiled at the way Ron was looking into his cauldron,
hair frazzling in the heat, brow furrowed and lip bit.

And this is why you
can�t look at him in lessons. You start remembering things�

Severus coughed slightly and straightened in his seat,
looking back to the open book on his desk. He turned a page for good measure,
even though he hadn�t read a word.

They had met secretly four times since their catastrophic
visit to the Room of Requirement. Each time had been fraught with tension,
kisses, bloodsucking and various acts of sexual contact �nearly everything but
the actual act itself.

Oh God, that first
time, where he let me go down on him� Severus knew
his eyes must have glazed over, thinking of the way he had roughly arranged Ron
against the wall of their secret chamber, hands pinned up above his head, and
licked and sucked his cock until it was purple and glistening with spit and
pre-come. Severus didn�t have to try hard to recall the sound of Ron pleading
with him in his ears.

He�s good at begging,
we learnt that the second time� The second time had been more dangerous,
because it was not in their secret chamber; it had been in one of the alcoves
in the Dungeons, barely covered by a tapestry. A few people even walked past
whilst Severus had unzipped both of their trousers, crushed their naked cocks
together and then wrapped his hand around them both, urging Ron to do the same.
They had a few minutes of delicious stroking before Ron lost control. I am going to have to verse him in keeping
control of himself... Severus turned another page.
And he knows if he climaxes before I tell
him to, he has to lick it off�

His body shuddered slightly thinking of the image, of the
way the redhead�s eyes had widened when Severus had first imparted that particular
bit of knowledge.

An outbreak of laughter ripped him cruelly from his thoughts
and he snapped to attention, wondering if his expression had given him away.
But no, it was just the Slytherin contingent mocking one of the other students.
Severus threw them a contemptuous glance and they immediately hushed �he might
be many things, but he was not a pushover, and they knew better than to try
their luck against him.

The room fell back to the sound of bubbling cauldrons and
Severus sank back into his recollections like a warm bath.

The third time� I
think that nearly sent him off the planet. Not able to hide his smirk,
Severus tucked his chin down into his chest so that his face was hidden by his
hair. Ron�s first experience of being fingered had left him trembling and
mewling, and Severus had briefly wondered whether it was cruel that he should
have so much experience, and Ron none, and be introducing him to his pleasure
so quickly. The sooner he learns the
better.

By that third time, Severus had been surprised to find that
his guilt had slipped away somewhat, melted by Ron�s heated cries. And even
though he still gulped with the nausea which overcame him when he thought of
the way he had nearly killed the boy, he found he had begun to look forward to
their clandestine meetings.

Which
brings you right back to wondering quite why they�re still in stupidly exposed
places� You have quarters, and
you should use them for this. Just think of what you could do to him�

The fourth time, they had returned to the Room of
Requirement, and Ron had been thrilled to see that the bed had materialised
again and had immediately clambered on it, seductively slinging his hips from
side to side, crooking one finger at Severus, beckoning him to what looked very
close to ecstasy. Severus had gone but held back from the one goal that Ron
seemed to be pushing for. And so to distract him, Severus had let Ron explore
his own body, mainly fully clothed, and it finished in a much improved blow job
from the first Ron had given.

Even sitting at his desk in front of a bunch of brats,
Severus grew hard thinking of the way that tongue had owned him for those few
short minutes. Licking, sucking, humming �I
need to mention I liked that, he didn�t seem sure- and that infernal,
damning groaning noise which Severus hadn�t been able to disguise his pleasure
at.

No, screaming as you
come down his throat is a pretty big giveaway that you enjoyed it. Another
smirk and Severus gave a swallow, before daring to look up at the class again.

Ron was still working at his potion and suddenly gave a
bright smile when something went right. Severus watched as the blue eyes
checked over the page in his book, then went back to the cauldron, and the
smile grew wider.

Oh Gods, sorry I have
to do this Ron. I don�t want to.

Resolutely, Severus pulled his wand out of his sleeve and
aimed it under the desk. He needed to speak to the redhead but he needed a
legitimate reason to keep him behind. He had some news to impart that he wasn�t
sure how he would take, and they needed to be somewhere private for the
conversation. Gritting his teeth, Severus sent a wordless effervescing spell at
Ron�s cauldron, and quickly slid his wand away.

�AAAAGH CRAPITCRAPITCRAPIT!� Ron�s loud cry cut through the
quiet classroom and Severus tried to keep his face impassive as he got to his
feet.

The class scrambled away from the potion which was bubbling
and fizzing out of the melting cauldron with great shoots into the air, Ron was
smothered in it, his red hair darkened and uniform dripping. It wasn�t long
before the laughter started, led, Severus noticed, by that bloody bushy haired bitch know-it-all.

Severus ignored the way he was passing judgement on his
students in his head in accordance to how they treated Ron, and strode over to
the mess. He pulled his wand out, vanished the
cauldron, cut the fire, and looked, as best he could, contemptuously at Ron.

�Was that supposed to be funny, Weasley?� He glared.

Oh Salazar he looks
like a wounded puppy.

�No!� Ron cried wildly, still dripping with the mess of his
failed Potion. �I don�t know what happened.�

�Likely story,� Severus sneered. �Detention for wasting class time,� the bell
rang out shrilly in the corridor by the dungeon. �Stay behind. And do clean yourself
up a bit,� Severus evilly raked his eyes up and down the sopping form and
turned without another word. �Stasis spells, now,
you�ll be continuing this after Christmas.�

Ron glared at Severus� retreating back for a few moments
before picking up his wand and casting cleaning spells on himself, and although
he managed to get the majority off, the white collar of his school shirt was
dyed a dirty shade of pink.

�Fucking fabulous,� he muttered under his breath, watching as
the rest of the class finished placing preservation spells on their work and
left, most of them shooting him amused glances and smirks.

I haven�t blown
anything up for months. I wonder what I did wrong, if there was too much willow
bark? Hmm. Fucking shit though. And now I need a new
fucking uniform. Jumper�s ruined.

The door of the dungeon banged shut and Severus immediately
locked it behind the student. Then he turned back to Ron.

�I�m sorry,� he apologised immediately.

�What for?� Ron muttered.

�Blowing up your cauldron��

�That was you?!� Ron stormed angrily. �What the fuck,
Severus? That was absolutely perfect; I was going to get top marks for that!�

�I needed a legitimate excuse to talk to you,� Severus
perched on the edge of his desk. �And we cannot always meet in dark corners.�

Ron looked up at that. �What, you want to� here?� His voice
was youthfully hopeful and Severus couldn�t help his small smile.

�No, actually, I just wanted to have a talk with you.�

�About what?� Ron walked over and
wedged in between Severus� thighs.

�Pink really isn�t your colour,� Severus raised an eyebrow
at the stained collar of Ron�s shirt.

�I need a new bloody uniform now, thanks to you,� Ron�s
angry glare returned. �And I don�t have the money for it.�

�It�s Christmas soon.�

�And a school uniform is your idea of a Christmas present?� Ron laughed.

�No, I just� look. I have something to tell you.�

�What?� Ron smiled easily at him, and Severus wished he could guarantee that
the smile would still be there when he had finished speaking.

�We break up in a few days� and I�m going away for
Christmas.�

�What?� Ron�s head snapped up from where he had been tracing
patterns over Severus� legs with his fingers.

�I� this was arranged before we��
Severus motioned between them, as though that was an adequate representation of
their union. �And I cannot back out, nor do I really want to.�

�Where are you going?� Ron�s voice was cold and dull.

�Paris,�
Severus shook his hair back nervously.

�Why?!� Ron frowned.

�You keep asking me those questions like you have a right to
pry,� Severus� snippy side kicked in at the way the boy was looking at him �as
though Severus had no right in having plans.

�And I don�t?� Ron asked, taking a
step back off the raised platform on which Severus� desk sat.

�No, you do not; remember what I am to you.�

�I thought that was just in the bedroom,� Ron scathed,
sulkily folding his arms over his ruined jumper.

�I will extend it beyond the realms of the bedchamber when I
feel the necessity.�

They glared at each other for a moment and then Ron
shrugged. �Fine, just fucking brilliant.�

�It has been arranged for a long time, I�m going to see a
friend that lives in one of the covens which operates beneath the city.�

�A friend?� Ron knew he sounded suspicious �but hell,
he was. Just what kind of fucking friend?

�You have no cause to be jealous,� Severus said acidly.
�This person is just a close acquaintance from my first year as what I am. You
do not shun those who helped you in such bleak times.�

�What about you, and the blood? And me?
You�d better not hurt yourself again, Severus, I swear-�

�I will be fine,� Severus got to his feet. �I will be coming
back and then you will be here. I am convinced the last time was only so bad
because I mentally denied myself, as well as physically. This time there will
be no such mistake.�

�And what about me, huh?� Ron sulked. �What am I meant
to do for two weeks without you?�

�Well it�ll hardly matter, you�ll be at home,� Severus gave
a little shrug and began to tidy his desk.

�No, I won�t,� Ron frowned.

Severus paused and whirled round, the book he�d not been
reading during the lesson in his hands. �What do you mean?�

�You heard the howler,� Ron shifted uncomfortably, digging his hands into his
pockets. �I was told to fix it or I wouldn�t be welcome home for
Christmas� well, no magic fix, so that sees me here for the holiday, doesn�t it?�

�Oh.�

�Yeah.�

�Well, I cannot change my plans,� Severus said firmly �he
would not let his addiction rule his life. �I have promised to visit and I will.
You will have to make do here by yourself.�

�Season of good tidings my arse,� Ron muttered. �You know,
you�re the only good thing about this place for me right now, and you�re
fucking off.�

�Might I remind you where we are?� Severus raised an
eyebrow. �You will not use such language when we are in an obviously academic
setting.�

�You�re enjoying this, aren�t you?� Ron gave a disbelieving
scoff.

�What, dancing around in circles? Not particularly.�

�Seeing how miserable the thought of you being gone makes
me,� Ron informed him.

�Oh, don�t be so idiotic,� Severus snapped. �Of course that
thought doesn�t entertain me.�

�Can I come with you?� Ron asked suddenly, his eyes lighting
up.

But the lights were snuffed when Severus laughed, coldly.

�That would be the idea of the year, walking a hot-blooded
human into a coven of vampires who do not hold the morals that I do. Honestly,
what a ridiculous notion!�

�I just want to spend time with you,� Ron turned and picked
up his bag.

�Well, have you ever considered that maybe I have other
people to spend time with, in addition to yourself?�

�No, I suppose I hadn�t considered that,� Ron answered
truthfully.

�Yes, of course, the idea of me having friends is beyond
comprehensible,� Severus glared at him. �You really are a close-minded fool.�

Ron stared at him and looked very much like he wanted to
thump Severus. But instead he just opened his mouth and said, �If you�ve
finished putting words in my mouth, I�d like to leave, if that�s alright? If you permit that?�

�Ron, look-� As usual Severus was pushed to feel guilt over
his words, and wanted to say something to soothe the agitated man in front of
him.

�No,� Ron shook his head and strode to the door, cast an
�alohomora� and darted from the classroom.

Severus watched him go and the way the door drifted shut
behind him.

Oh well that just went
fantastically. I�m really doing superbly on that whole �keeping my temper�
thing. Now I don�t even have an arrangement for blood before I go.

Severus mentally checked himself, annoyed at the way he�d
just referred to Ron as nothing more than his hit. They both knew that Ron was
becoming much more than that, and as to what Severus was to Ron, it was very
clear in the redhead�s protests at him going away for the holidays.

Severus was torn about going. One the one hand, it had been
arranged for months and he was genuinely looking forward to seeing his friend,
and being able to converse with those like him. But on the other, what he left
behind was such a part of him he didn�t know how easily he would be able to
leave it. And going away was a test for himself, of his strength, of his
control� and of how much he truly cared for Ron.

***

Ron was beyond unhappy. He stomped up the stairs to Gryffindor Tower and entered the dormitory which he
and Harry shared between themselves. It was their old
one, which the school had kept for them to stay in whilst they continued their
studies, not having the room for them to sleep with the boys in the year below
them that were now their classmates. Living with just the two of them certainly
had its benefits when they had been speaking, but now, when they were not, it
just made everything seem more desolate.

Ron had loved the way that he and Harry had grown closer for
the privacy, the way they could talk and move freely without considering
anybody else. They had been friends for so long there were few secrets and
neither of them was particularly shy around the other any more.

He might have been a
bit shyer if he knew I was checking out his backside, though. Ron rolled
his eyes at himself and threw his bag down on his bed. He reached up to loosen
his tie.

Mmm. Tie. Reminds me
of when Severus grabs me by it and then� No! I�m angry with him and that means
I�m not meant to enjoy the thought of him� mmm. Dammit.

Ron knew there was little point at remaining angry at
Severus. Ron hadn�t even been angry when he�d woken up in the Room of
Requirement feeling like the walking dead. He couldn�t be. He had understood
Severus� motives that night even though they had scared him shitless. It had
just gone wrong. So Ron knew that although all the angry words in the world
could pour out of his mouth, he would never cling on to them and hold a grudge.

He wasn�t so sure about Severus however, who had certainly
looked angry. Ron stopped removing his uniform and sank down on his bed. That
Potions lesson had been his last of the term, considering he had free periods
for the rest of the day and his outside lessons the next day had been cancelled
on account of the weather. The day after that everybody was leaving.

Ron knew it was going to be awful to not go home with Harry
and Ginny to The Burrow, but he couldn�t see it was going to be any less awful
to actually go. His mother had made no contact since her howler and the rest of
his family were being silent, which told him everything he needed to know. They
either agreed with his mother or had been threatened by her. He had had a vain
hope that the twins might make contact, because they had never been under her
thumb, but they�d disappointed him.

As
you seem to have disappointed them... all. Ron fell onto his back and looked up at his canopy, hearing the
wind rail around the tower. December was certainly unpleasant so far.

He heard footsteps outside the door and didn�t bother to sit
up when it swung open. Harry had barely spoken to him since that night in the
hall and Ron wasn�t going to waste his energy on being courteous.

So Ron did not expect it when he heard him approach and then
felt the bed dip down as Harry sat down next to him.

�Hey,� Harry said awkwardly, and Ron pushed himself up on
his elbows.

�Hi.�

�How are you?�

�Pissed off, I just ruined a uniform and my shirt�s stained
pink.�

The bluntness wasn�t because he was angry, it was just how
they usually talked to one another and Ron felt they would get somewhere far
more quickly if they acted normally.

�How are you?� Ron asked him back politely.

�I miss you,� Harry said simply, then fell down onto his
back next to Ron.

Now he no longer had to look up, Ron also dropped down but
turned his head to the side to look at his best friend. Messy black hair and
green eyes distinguished him though his face had grown up considerably since
the end of the war, and his jaw line was even coated with a stubble shadow.

�You need a shave,� Ron smiled at him.

�I already have, it keeps growing back� itches like mad and
it�s driving me up the bloody wall.�

�And you mocked me because I can�t grow one,� Ron
remembered. �Now who�s laughing?�

�Nobody�s laughing very much at all at the minute�� Harry
said unhappily. �Somehow this wasn�t how I imagined life without Voldemort to
be.�

�No, me either,� Ron admitted, though his thoughts were
mainly on how much his life had changed in the past few weeks than anything
else.

They had been very careful in hiding their meetings. They
only ever met at a legitimate time that Ron could disappear from castle life
�in a free lesson, in the black void between dinner and curfew. He was back by
curfew every time and did his schoolwork then, took meals with everyone else
and generally carried on as though nothing had changed.

�Are you sure, Ron� that you don�t��

�Want her? Pretty sure, Harry.�

�Okay.�

�Really?�

�If you were just pissing around about this, you would have
changed your mind by now. We thought the howler was a definite.�

�You knew she was sending that?�

�No,� Harry admitted. �But we did hear what it said.�

�I think the founders in their tombs heard what it said,� Ron muttered
bitterly.

�She doesn�t know I�m talking to you,� Harry said quietly.

�I guessed as much. You know mate, don�t cause yourself any grief,� Ron
struggled to sit up, his stomach muscles aching at the movement.

�I have two best friends, Ron, and I�m used to them being at
each other�s throats.�

�So why have you ignored me for best part of three weeks?�

�Didn�t say I was good at handling them being at one another�s throats, just used to it,�
Harry said sheepishly and sat up. �Is there� someone else?�

�She asked you to ask this, right?�

�No, I�m telling you �she doesn�t know I�m speaking to you.�

�There�s nobody else,� Ron lied firmly through his teeth.
�I�m just� not ready for that life. To settle down, to be
tied to someone else.� That part, however, was not a lie. Even though he
knew, with Severus, he was already treading that fine line.

�Are you saying this is about getting shagged?� Harry
breathed.

�No, it�s not. I�m saying it�s having some time to bloody
breathe!� Ron got to his feet. �If you�re happy with marrying Ginny straight
from this place, Harry, then fine, I�m really pleased for you. You need that
family life because you didn�t have it growing up. But I need��

�More,� Harry finished for him with an understanding nod and
a soft expression.

�I�m glad you get it Harry,� Ron leant against one of his
bedposts and closed his eyes, letting his head fall onto the wooden column.
�I�m glad you understand.�

�Why haven�t you told her this?�

�I did try, Harry. The day after this all happened. But she
just shouted at me and I�ll admit I lost my temper� and thought that if she
didn�t want to give me the chance to explain myself, when I hadn�t done
anything nasty, then she didn�t deserve to hear it.�

�You don�t think hearing �I don�t want you� from the person
you�ve been in love with isn�t nasty?� Harry got to his feet, eyebrows raised.

�I know, I know I�m the bad guy
here, Harry, you don�t have to point it out. And I do understand why she�s upset;
I would have been� rejection hurts. But it�s not like I� rubbed it in her face
by going out with someone else.�

That she knows about�

�It�s all just a shit-filled mess,� Harry stated and Ron
nodded his agreement. �I wish we were eleven again.�

�Ah, don�t say that mate,� Ron scratched his scalp roughly.
�It was a long road to get where we are today.�

�True,� Harry conceded. �Look, how about we stay in tonight,
just me and you� I�ll get some food from the elves and you�ve got plenty of
booze, yeah? We�ll just� chill a bit.�

�Sounds good,� Ron smiled at him, and was shocked when Harry
bounded over and grabbed him a manly hug.

�Merlin�s balls, hanging out with girls has got to you,� Ron
snorted, but patted him on the back all the same.

�Ron, are you sure there�s nobody else?� Harry pulled back,
green eyes puzzled.

�Yeah,� Ron�s heartbeat sped up. �Why?�

�It�s just,� Harry clearly sniffed at Ron. �You smell� like you�ve had someone
wrapped around you that smells of flowers.�

�That�s fucking weird mate, your nose must be cocked up,�
Ron looked at him with amusement. �And don�t forget I got doused in potion.�

�Oh, yeah,� Harry shrugged, and Ron could tell he was happy
with the explanation. �Forgot. When�s your detention
with Snape?�

Fuck. That very fake detention.

�Tomorrow night, bastard,� Ron didn�t even wince, he was so used to slagging
Severus off to Harry. �Last night of bloody term and he�s going to have me
doing God knows what.�

Harry made a face. �I hate him.�

Well, then, whatever
you do, don�t come by the dungeons tomorrow night.

***

Ron was prepared to get shouted at when he rapped on
Severus� office door at seven the next night. He hadn�t got a chance to warn
the man that he�d made up a fake detention date for them. Still in his uniform,
Ron waited for the door to be answered. There were sounds within the office and
it was obvious Severus was there, but for some reason was ignoring his door. Ron
knocked louder and shoved his hands in his pockets. There was an annoyed groan
from within the office and then the door finally flew open.

�What?!� Severus barked, before he
looked at who was in the hallway. He had two books in his hands which he gestured
his displeasure at being interrupted with.

�Reporting for detention,� Ron looked at him glumly.

Severus froze with a frown on his face. Then he wordlessly
stepped back and gestured Ron in, closing the door behind him.

�What detention?� Severus asked immediately.

�The one that you gave me yesterday after you exploded my
potion,� Ron threw him a filthy look and walked to sit down in front of the
sofa �he had never been casually inside Severus� rooms since they had argued in
them a few weeks before, but he wasn�t going to hang awkwardly around the
edges.

�But you didn�t actually have to turn up,� Severus was
nonplussed, still holding the books in his hands; he�d been trying to decide
which of the two to pack.

�I did, actually, Harry asked and it would have looked odd
for me to skip it.�

�I didn�t think you were talking with Harry?� Severus turned
away, hiding the sour look on his face at the thought of Ron reconciling with
Potter.

�Well, things change,� Ron put his feet up on the low coffee
table.

�Get your feet off my furniture,� Severus snapped and gave
up choosing, placing both books in his open suitcase.

�Packing for your trip?� Ron asked, not removing his feet.

�No, I�m running away to join the circus.�

�Send me a postcard,� Ron looked into the fire.

Severus sighed and turned around. �Seriously, please remove
your feet from that. It�s an antique.�

Ron groaned and did as he was asked, letting his legs fall
heavily to the floor. Severus observed his slumped figure and decided to give
up on his packing. Noiselessly he slid onto the sofa next to Ron, but unlike
the last time they had sat together in such a way, he did not bother keeping
distance between them. He put an arm around the redhead�s shoulders and leant
back comfortably.

�So how are you?� Severus asked him, awkwardly; their
meetings never usually involved much small talk.

�You don�t have to talk to me,� Ron laughed, and leant his
head against Severus� warm shoulder.

�Yes, I do,� Severus whispered, and kissed his hair softly.
�We both know this isn�t going to stay just about sex and drinking for long��

�It�s not?� Ron didn�t bother to look at him.

�No,� another kiss was pressed to the auburn hair.

�Then� I�m a bit� depressed.� Ron answered truthfully, and
realised how strange it felt to admit that �he never would have to Harry or
Hermione. But Severus somehow felt different, like he broke the usual
boundaries of friendship.

�Why?� Severus asked softly, running his hand down to
capture Ron�s and lace their fingers together.

Ron gave a tiny shrug and closed his eyes. �Nothing is like
I thought it would be.�

�What isn�t?�

�Life after the war,� Ron wished he could put his feet back up on the coffee
table, but out of respect to the man being so gentle with him, he did not.
�Nobody seems particularly happy.�

�That�s the trouble when you have a big goal. When you get there, and you
realise that it doesn�t necessarily change anything� it can leave you a little
lost.�

�Mm,� Ron agreed quietly, enjoying the warmth from Severus�
body. �I�m sorry about yesterday. I was� just being a brat.�

�And I was cold without good reason,� Severus levelled.

�I was just upset because I�m going to miss you and your
sarcastic venom.�

Severus gave a low laugh. �And I�ll miss your blunt humour
and stupidly warm smile.�

�Don�t go,� Ron whispered.

�I�m going,� Severus re-asserted gently. �You don�t know how
long I�ve waited to get off the Christmas holiday staff roster!�

Ron laughed then and turned to look at him, blue eyes
dancing. �All right then. I�ll forgive you. Promise me you�ll think of me?�

�What�s this, getting romantic?� Severus raised an eyebrow
and he smiled when Ron blushed. �And if I am?� Ron challenged.

�It�d be a first. I don�t think anyone�s ever been romantic
with me� I am, uh, not normally the sort to tolerate such fancies.�

�All I asked was for you to think about me,� Ron cocked his
head. �I didn�t ask for a letter every day and a token of your affection, or
something to remember you by�� Though
that�s not a bad idea at all!

Severus looked at him with an amused smirk and shook his
head. �I don�t think you can particularly call any of our meetings romantic, do
you?�

�Well� maybe not, but you were rather soft when you tied my
hands above my head and kissed down them.�

�Damn, I was going for erotic,� Severus sighed. �Must try
harder, evidently.�

Ron snorted and leaned over and kissed him, every bit as
sweetly as those on his arms had been. Severus closed his eyes automatically
and opened his mouth. �Mmm, you get better with practice,� he winked at Ron.

�I have a rather talented teacher,� Ron looked to the
ceiling, lips curling into a grin.

�Well, I�m not going to deny that.�

�Arrogant bastard.�

�Inexperienced whelp.�

�Ouch, that one hurt,� Ron chuckled and heaved a great sigh,
feeling much better.

�So� are you talking to Harry again, what about Hermione?�

�Well, last night Harry and I had a dorm party, like we used
to� of course, completely free of illegal booze and stolen food,� he added
airily, and looked away. �And it was good, like it used to be� but I think
certain things just break friendships. Hermione and I��

�It hurts when people reject you,� Severus said astutely.

�Well, yeah,� Ron shrugged. �But it�s weird, you know�for
eight years now I�ve been content to let that girl run my life, asked how high
when she barked jump� and now she�s not here, and I can get up when I want, eat
when I want� revise what I want, for fuck�s sake. I shouldn�t feel free� but I
do. It�s pretty damn good.� He turned to Severus with a wide smile and bright
eyes.

�All part of growing up,� Severus told him with a grimace.
�God, that was patronising, wasn�t it?�

�Yeah, but then you can�t help it� you�re an arse,� Ron
winked.

�Such a wonderful love-hate relationship we have.�

�You�re pretty easy to talk to when you�re not biting my
head off� I thought that the first night.�

�And so are you� you�re� pleasant company,� Severus teased
him with the language of another time.

�So�.� Ron looked at the clock on the mantelpiece. �How long
would you keep me here if I were in detention, Severus?�

�Oh, at least until ten,� he mused. �You were a very naughty
boy.�

�That sounds so beautifully wrong,� Ron snorted, and then he
shifted to straddle Severus� lap. He kissed him a little more roughly before
and sank his hands into the raven hair. �You planning
on washing this before you sod off to France?�

�Yes.�

�Good, too greasy.�

�Well I�m not trying to impress anyone there,� Severus told
him pointedly.

�I�m glad to hear it, but, you�re my responsibility now and
I won�t have you tramping around looking like that,� Ron did an immaculate
impression of his own mother.

�I thought I was the one in control here?� Severus asked
with a playful challenge in his voice.

Sitting there with Ron over his lap in his office did not
feel as sordid and wrong as he had once assumed it would. In fact, Severus
realised as Ron kissed him again, he felt more right than he had in a long
time. Possibly since before his change.

�How about we have a little farewell furore?�

�In English, please?� Ron made a face.

�How about I continue your, uh,�
Severus ran a fingertip up Ron�s neck and lifted his chin, �Your education��

�Here?� Ron asked excitedly.

�No, on the bloody front lawn of the castle,� Severus
snapped with an exasperated shake of his head.

Ron laughed and kissed him. �I think I could stomach that��

�I�m just trying to teach you these things so that when the
time comes, you can take me in the bedroom,� Severus said quietly.

�Not so you can put off taking me up the arse, then?� Ron blinked. �That�s�
what it feels like.�

�Well excuse me for having some shred of virtue,� Severus
muttered darkly. �Would you have preferred if I�d had you that first night,
when you were drunk, with nothing to ease your pain?�

�Oh, don�t start a fight,� Ron gave a tut. �I know
what you�re doing. And I understand it. But you have to remember that I am
eighteen. And horny. And impatient.�

�How horny?� Severus turned on his
sultry tone and smiled.

�Those nights when you�ve made me come? I go back to my
four-poster and I wank thinking about them. Even though I�ve already done it
once that night��

�Gods above, you are
horny,� Severus grinned, and spread his hands out over Ron�s back. �Okay. I
think there�s just one more thing left to teach you before we christen my bed.�

�And what would that be?� Ron asked,
voice dark with the promise of an orgasm.

�Stand up and strip,� Severus commanded.

Ron immediately climbed backwards and complied. He
understood the nature of their sexual encounters and didn�t want to risk having
them taken away by rebelling against his partner�s dominant nature. He could
play the submissive well enough �and hell, it always, always felt good at the
end. Letting his trousers puddle on the floor, he toed out of his shoes and
socks, and looked at Severus as he disappeared into the body of his shirt and
jumper as he tugged them over his head. When he emerged out of them, Severus
was still watching, sat deeply back in the sofa, legs parted and feet flat on
the floor. Flicking his eyes south, Ron couldn�t help but be satisfied at the
bulge already showing in the Potions Master�s crotch.

�Like what you see?� Ron asked with a bat of his eyelashes, which made him feel
ridiculous but in his very limited experience, it was something that worked.

�Give me a twirl and let me see all of you,� Severus commanded.
�And, you appear to have forgotten to remove your underwear.�

�I was only thinking of you, I thought you might like the pleasure,� Ron
shrugged suggestively, and reached for the waistband.

Severus was up off the sofa before Ron knew it, and his hands were playing at
the elastic, batting Ron�s away.

�You�re a very kind, thoughtful person,� Severus refused to
use the word �sub, even though to all intents and purposes, that�s what Ron
was. �And I will delight in taking these off once you�ve done as I asked.�

Ron acquiesced, revolving slowly, standing up to his full
height, feeling his skin blaze under Severus� eyes. When he faced him again he
waited patiently.

�You are divine,� Severus breathed, enveloping him in his
arms, hands caressing over the tattoo he could simply not get enough of on
Ron�s back. �You just look� heavenly, anywhere, in any light.
I feel I should paint you in gold and have you adorn
my ceiling.�

Ron let the praise wash over him and closed his eyes,
waiting for more. It always came. Severus did not disappoint him.

�If we were in such circles, I would paint you gold anyway,�
Severus pressed a kiss to Ron�s bare shoulder. �And then I would parade you as
mine and mine alone, and have you in front of everyone to hammer that point home
in a very visual, sensual way.� He grabbed the waistband of Ron�s underwear and
shoved it down, they fell down his legs and Ron stepped out of them.

He groaned aloud as he felt one hand palm over his erection,
growing steadily with the molten words in his ear. Severus rubbed the heel of
his hand into the heated cock, keeping his fingers bent back so they did not
touch the shaft.

�Is that good?�

�Yeah,� Ron breathed, fighting hard to remain still and not
to touch Severus.

�Now, we both know that�s appalling English,� Severus said
in a warning tone.

�I mean, yes, it feels good� Sir��

Severus swallowed on a dry throat at Ron�s unnecessary
addition, but he couldn�t deny that he liked it. He would have liked it a whole
lot more had they not been in a school, though.

�Did I tell you to call me by that name?� Severus raised an
eyebrow. �And open your eyes.�

Ron did as he was bid and whispered, �No, I apologise.�

Severus was shocked at how easily the redhead was playing
along �normally he laughed and joked, added his own sarcastic quips into the
submissive answers, but tonight, it seemed, he was content to play his part.

�You are being remarkably reserved this evening,� Severus
circled him with the intention to intimidate.

�Does that not please you?� Ron fought down his smile as
Severus passed behind him.

�It pleases me very much, is there a reason?�

�I just thought I would give you a memorable occasion to
take to Paris
with you. So you stay out of the� uh, entertainment� you might be tempted to
find there.�

Severus laughed then. �Oh, you would accuse me of being
unfaithful?�

�No,� Ron dismissed. �I am just making a point.�

�I am not unfaithful,� Severus whispered hotly in Ron�s ear.
�That�s not how I choose to operate.�

�I�m glad to hear that,� Ron felt one of Severus� hands
glide down his back and out onto his bottom, settling in the top of the cleft,
and tensed in anticipation.

�Yes, our time tonight does involve this,� Severus let his
finger sink into the warm heat, squeezed between the two perfectly rounded
buttocks. �But not in the way you�d think.�

�You do not know what I was thinking,� Ron finally
challenged him.

�Well what do you think I�ll be doing?� Severus removed his
finger and pressed into Ron from behind, taking up his erection and pulling
lightly at it.

�Well, there are only two things really left to go up
there,� Ron breathed unevenly as the hand worked him. �Your tongue,
and your dick.�

�So you do know more than you let on,� Severus nipped at his
shoulder. �Tongue. And then you will be ready for the
last one.�

Ron nearly exploded at the thought.

�You know what happens if you finish too early,� Severus
warned. �And if you do I will not continue, and it will be utterly your loss.�

�I know,� Ron�s voice was strained as he fought to keep his
groin under control.

�I want you to kneel on that sofa, with your head on your
arms, your backside in the air. I will be casting few spells. You should be
prepared for them.�

Shakily, Ron hastened to obey, caught up in the total headspin of his �education�; it was far preferable to
anything school had taught him before then. He couldn�t believe his luck that
this man, who was so powerful and sensual, wanted to spend his time imparting
that wisdom to him, helping him enjoy it and his body. However they had reached
that situation, whatever mistakes they had made, Ron could never regret
anything in those moments. He crawled obediently onto the sofa and arranged
himself as Severus had directed, feeling hideously exposed, but totally safe.

Waiting for Severus to act, Ron thought back over the brief
discussion they had had the first meeting after they�d been in the Room of
Requirement.

�Do you promise to
trust me? I need you to trust me.� Ron remembered nodding and murmuring his
assent. �If I truly scare you, you must
have a safe word with which you alert me to stop. Choose it. And you need an
action for if I ever feel the need to remove your power of speech.� Ron had
shuddered with bliss then at the very thought of Severus gagging him.

It had all moved so quickly, so fast, but he knew Severus
was just trying to teach him how to handle the situation. If this was what
Severus liked in the bedroom then Ron knew he had to get used to it quickly, if
they were going to continue to meet and engage. He was often berated with the
thought about how unfair it was that his wants and needs weren�t considered, but
then he thought of how he had drawn them both into the union in the first
place, and felt that karma had worked its magic there. He would be Severus�
submissive and take it with good grace. It wasn�t as if he was denied pleasure.
No, there was abundant pleasure to be had in the hands of his Potions Master.

�Ready?� Severus was behind him, sitting demurely on the
sofa, turned to Ron�s bare arse as if it were the most normal thing in the
world to find on the cushions.

Ron fought down his giggle at that thought and answered, �If
you want me to be.�

The spells which hit him then told him he had answered
correctly. His arms and neck already ached from their new position, but he knew
better than to complain. He concentrated on sorting through the spells �the
tingling one was the hygiene spell which Severus had taught him, saying any
wizard worth their wand had that in their arsenal; that way you were never
presented with anything disgusting. Ron fully agreed. He also felt a squeezing
around the base of his cock and he groaned, trying to ascertain what it was.

�I think you need a little help in controlling yourself,�
Severus informed him. �The sofa is old but there is no need to dirty it earlier
than necessary.�

�I understand,� Ron had never had a cock ring on him before
and it felt alien and tight, but again, he was not going to complain.

Severus was almost beside himself at the way that he had
directed Ron so easily, and the way the redhead had gone so willingly. He had a
perfect view of him, spread wantonly open, all the way down his crease, the
pink tight hole, dangling sac and heavy erection beyond it. His guilt should
have kicked in the second Ron assumed the position, but it was marvellously
absent and with a great surge of lust, Severus reached forward and place a hand
a piece on Ron�s backside.

�Just relax, this will be new, but do not fight it,� Severus
instructed him, lifting his thumb off the cheek to reach and press it gently
against the tight hole. Ron hissed and lurched forward a little, as Severus
noticed he always did at first contact, but then he fell silent.

�You can make as much noise as you�d like,� Severus assured
him. �I�ve silenced the room, and I want to hear how much you enjoy this. Are
you alright?�

�Going to defeat the purpose of the cock ring if you don�t
hurry up,� Ron gasped, his straining prick accidentally grazing against the
material of the seat cushion.

Severus laughed and leant forward; he licked a trail from
the top of the crease all the way down, straight over Ron�s entrance, right
down into his balls, which twitched and shrunk at the contact.

�How did that feel?� Severus asked in a husky voice.

�Fucking amazing,� Ron breathed.

Severus wasted no time in diving forward again, this time
concentrating on just one area. He closed his lips around the puckered entrance
and kissed it, a shout growled out in front of him and he grinned as he began
to lick gently.

�Oh god Severus that�s� a� fuck!� Ron couldn�t get a grip on
his vocabulary, because it felt like every nerve in his body was connected to
the tissue Severus was caressing with his tongue. His dick was harder than he�d
ever known it and he just knew he was leaking already. He groaned when his mind
threw up the image of what it would be like to have someone sucking on his cock
at the same time.

�What?� Severus pulled back. �Tell me.�

Ron�s face flushed and he was glad it was hidden. �I want
you sucking me at the same time you do that.�

Severus gave a little laugh and tucked his hair behind his
ears. �What a tragic shame I can�t be in two places at once, eh?� Yet. Too much for one night.

Ron groaned in answer and Severus returned his lips to their
job, creating a wider circle and making his tongue wash in blunt movements,
scraping over the wrinkled flesh as roughly as he could when the whole area was
being constantly lubricated by his saliva. Then, without warning, because he
wanted to see how Ron would react, he pushed inward.

He delighted in the way Ron was so relaxed that Severus was
able to enter without much resistance. The tip of his tongue inserted and his
face fully buried between Ron�s parted cheeks, Severus couldn�t help reaching
for his own erection in his trousers. Ron�s legs were trembling as they knelt
and it would he highly unlikely for him to manage anything after Severus
finally let him come, so he decided to help himself.

He formed his usual tight grip and stroked himself as
roughly as he licked at Ron, delving straight into a proper rim job, seeing as
Ron�s moans told him he was in no danger of causing distress.

�Severus you�re fucking amazing� your tongue� it�s�� Ron bit
into his own arm, not particularly because he wanted to shut himself up, but
just because he felt like it, and the pain he inflicted upon himself only added
to the way he felt so utterly stretched out, and it would only take one ping to
have him spiralling into oblivion.

Nose crushed in a place which shouldn�t have been pleasant,
Severus thrust as much wet tongue as he could up Ron�s backside and relished in
it. His spells were well aimed and specific, he was a realistic man and there
was only one way this act was going to taste. And so he changed it with magic. He
curled his tongue upward and dragged back out, Ron
screamed in pleasure and begged him to do it again.

Severus complied, because he loved the way that scream was
desperate, and totally for him. He did not pull out completely, but latched his
mouth down again and moved the muscle purposefully, lips forming a circle
around the circle. His own leisurely wanking was fuelled by Ron�s cries and mewls.

�Severus, please� I want to��

�Come?� Severus slid out and breathed hot air over the damp, stretched flesh
and Ron lurched forward.

�Need to come, please.�

�Why?�

�Because you feel so good, so good in me, please don�t stop�
I�m yours and I want you to make me come.�

�I suppose that�s a satisfactory answer,� Severus drawled,
and plunged his tongue back inward, closing his eyes to the way the body
accepted him willingly. He let go of his own cock and reached between Ron�s
legs, and tapped the cock ring once to dispel the enchantment.

The instant Ron was free, his orgasm built within his sac, a
burning heat which had to come out, no matter how hard he wanted it to last for
longer. There was a tongue in his arse and it felt so right, wet and massaging
him back and forth on his inner walls. It was mind-blowing.

And then it was gone, and he was spinning. Severus had him
on his back, legs splayed, and then he dived and took Ron to the root in his
mouth. With a howl and his head thrown back, Ron arched upward and let go,
shooting his load with hard thrusts. He closed his eyes and gripped at what he
could, but his balls were so tight to his body and there was so much come
spilling out of him he couldn�t find the energy to really do anything but groan
and yell.

�Yes, fuck, Severus yesyesyes�.�

Severus pulled off so that the remaining seed spilled down
Ron�s own shaft which bobbed in the air, still stiff, red and angry looking.
And then, as he had done on their very first night, he looked up at Ron�s face
and cleaned the shaft of come, curling it away from the skin with precise, slow
movements.

Ron reached down with one hand and gathered some of the
pearly liquid on his fingers, and before Severus had time to steel himself, he himself
was coming, watching Ron lick his own semen from his fingers.

�Ungghfuck,� Severus growled,
gasping into the air as his climax shook him.

He wanted to flop forwards but that would land him on Ron�s
now softening prick and orgasm-sensitive sac. But he felt boneless. He managed
to direct his head to Ron�s thigh and looked at the genitals next to his face
instead. A dirty, pornographic view. And one he found
himself hoping he would see over and over again.

�Gods above, Sev�� Ron reached down a hand and laced it into
Severus� hair, loving the feel of that head on his thigh.

�Mmm?� Severus asked sleepily,
though he knew he should sit up, he still had to pack.

�You�re amazing,� Ron proclaimed breathily. �I never knew I
could� come that hard.�

Severus kissed the slightly hairy thigh he was resting on
and pushed himself back up, realising he felt drunk when he had had nothing to
drink at all.

�Thank you for the compliment,� he smiled. �Here.� Severus
reached for his wand and performed cleaning spells over Ron�s body, and then
himself.

�Enjoy it?� Ron smirked from where he still lay reclining on
the sofa, gloriously nude and glowing in his sex aftermath.

�You�re not the only one who came hard,� Severus threw him a
sultry glance and got to his feet, stretching.

�I want to see you out of those,� Ron breathed, watching him. So far the
closest he�d got to undressing Severus fully was still in his mind, where the
show was spectacular.

�Soon,� Severus promised him. �Get dressed.�

Ron got to his feet, hissing slightly at the way he was
still stretched even from just Severus� tongue. He buried the fears of what it
would feel like after having an entire cock up there. Fear had no place in his
bedroom, he�d decided. He stepped back into his underwear and trousers,
buttoning them up and reaching for his shirt, which he made to do up, but
Severus raised a hand and stopped him.

�What?� Ron smiled, as Severus circled him again.

�I don�t mean to sound like a broken record,� Severus
murmured, his thin fingers grazing up Ron�s chest. �But you are so beautiful.� The fingers played with one of Ron� nipples.

�You know what you forgot?� Ron said gently, and raised his
wrist.

Since the Room of Requirement, Severus had been far too
careful when drinking from Ron. Even then, as Ron mentioned it, a dark look
crossed over his face.

�We learn from our mistakes,� Ron told him, reaching up to
hook his arms around the man�s neck. �You will not make it again, Severus, I
trust you.�

�I do not trust myself,� Severus admitted, but wrapped his
arms around Ron�s thinly shirted back, feeling gentle muscles there. �I will
never forgive myself.�

�Well,� Ron kissed him. �I forgive you. And you need to drink from me now; you
won�t see me for� two weeks��

�Don�t get clingy,� Severus warned him. �Nothing will drive
me off faster��

Ron took a deep breath and nodded. �I�m fine.�

�You aren�t,� Severus murmured. �I can tell in your eyes.
Are you really so attached to me?�

�I suppose I am,� Ron smiled. �But you need to go to Paris, and I respect
that.�

�I will miss you,� Severus said softly.

�Not nearly as much as I will miss you,� Ron said grimly.
�Now, come on. Have a drink. Whilst my cock�s too spent to wake up again.�

Severus gave a dark chuckle and was soon feeding from Ron�s
neck. Despite Ron�s comment that he was too spent to react, there was an
erection pressing up against Severus� front and he grinned into Ron�s throat.
He detached when he felt comfortable and summoned a large goblet of the
standard blood replenisher.

�I�m scared you�ll become resistant to the other,� he
explained as he handed it to Ron. �So you should take this one once in a while,
to keep your body guessing.�

Ron shrugged and stepped away to drink the foul concoction.
�God I hate this stuff, wish it tasted a bit better.�

�So I�m guessing you don�t like spinach and such?� Severus
moved to his open suitcase and folded some underwear into it.

�Are you folding underwear?� Ron asked dubiously.

�Yes� is that abnormal?�

�Who cares if your undies are creased?� Ron laughed
into his goblet.

�I care,� Severus glowered.

�God forbid we should ever live together,� the face Ron made
was dubious and Severus had to laugh.

�It sounds as though we would forever be at one another�s
throats."

�And not just in the obvious way,� there was a wink with
that statement.

�Oh, be quiet. So, spinach and such, not
for you?�

�I don�t mind it. The taste of this is much stronger. Spinach is alright
in something, but Christ, not steamed on its own.�

�We have so much to learn about one another,� Severus
commented, reaching for some robes.

�Mmm,� Ron drained the rest of the potion and set the goblet
down on the coffee table. �Am I allowed to get dressed now?�

�No,� Severus ruled. �Sit down on that sofa exactly as you
are, and keep me company whilst I pack. We still have an hour and a half left
of your detention. And because your feet are now bare they can go on the coffee
table, should you feel the need.�

Ron laughed and sat down, immediately lifting his bare feet
onto the low table and sighing as he relaxed.

�You have nice feet,� Severus commented, watching him.

�If you say so,� Ron yawned. �They�re just feet.�

Severus packed in silence for fifteen minutes before he
turned to Ron, nearly finished and about to suggest they have some wine, when
he noticed the redhead had let his head fall back on the sofa and had fallen
asleep, mouth open. With a smile, Severus sank down on the sofa next him and
watched him, the way his chest rose and fell, and his eyelids fluttered,
sending long red eyelashes across freckled cheekbones.

�I know you have a complex with me telling you this,�
Severus whispered, reaching out his fingers to caress Ron�s brow. �But you are
just so� heavenly.�

�I do not have a complex,� Ron groused, keeping his eyes
shut.

�And you�re also very good at pretending to be asleep,�
Severus growled.

�Well yeah. You would never have cried yourself out in the ROR if I hadn�t
pretended to be asleep,� Ron cracked open a sly eye and looked sideways at
Severus, who blanched white.

�You� knew?�

Ron opened both eyes and took Severus� hands in his, and
raised them to his lips. �I knew. But you were so upset, and I was so tired,
talking could have hurt you more. And I just thought you needed it, so I kept
quiet and let you get it out of your system.�

Severus looked at him with an awed gaze and Ron actually
blushed. �That is the second time you�ve forgiven me an embarrassing situation
without commenting,� Severus whispered. �Why do you?�

Ron leaned close and smiled. �Because everyone needs someone
who is there for them unconditionally, and I don�t think you have that. And so,
you can do whatever, Severus. Come too early, cry yourself through pain, I
promise you. Whatever: I�m here.�

Severus managed a tight smile and bowed his face. �You award
me too much.�

�I�ll be the judge of that,� Ron murmured. �Kiss me.�

Severus did, softly and chastely, so different to the way
they had been just minutes before on the same sofa.

�I like it both ways,� Ron assured him, as though he had
read Severus� mind.

�Good,� Severus pecked him on the end of the nose and got to
his feet, before disappearing into his bedroom, leaving Ron confused on the
sofa. When Severus came back, he was holding something. He took a deep breath,
as if steeling himself for a rejection, and handed the object to Ron.

�What�s this?� Ron frowned.

�Something to remember me by,� Severus turned away to hide
his burning face.

You can command him in
the bedroom but faced with something like this you�re nearing a pile of ashes�

Ron looked at what he held in his hand, which turned out to
be an old, thin t-shirt. He raised it to his nose and inhaled, and the scent
was undeniably Severus. He looked up questioningly, not removing the material
from his nose.

�When I sleep, I sleep in that. I�ve had it since I was at
school. I know� it�s a Slytherin one, but� you have a Slytherin in your life
now, and you should remember that.�

Ron was lost for words. He didn�t bother to try and find
any, either. He just buried his face in his Professor�s nightwear and lost
himself.
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