Another Drabble - Ron/Draco
Sep. 25th, 2003 11:14 amThis one is for
thywillbedone. The source of inspiration is obvious, if you've been reading my LJ lately. Edit: I forgot to mention this is set in the Beg Me For It universe. Ron and Draco are both captured, and work for the Death Eater's Ministry, which the rather short-handed Death Eaters run as a low-security prison.
Six Week Charade
by Icarus
Ron's arm fell weakly to his side; he'd tried. He rolled over onto his back and swallowed.
"Don't feel like it…." he coughed.
Which turned into more coughing. He opened bloodshot eyes and offered, "I could be on the bottom if you want." And grimaced.
The 'sexiness' of this offer was enhanced by his reaching for a-not-particularly-clean handkerchief. The sheets weren't all that clean, either.
"You're going to have to stop being sick, Ron," Draco complained in a deliberately light tone. "Aside from the effect on my sex life, this place is filthy. And I don't think I can eat another bite of my own cooking."
Ron coughed and simply shook his head. His skin was clammy and pale under the freckles. Draco sighed and stroked his damp hair. Dull eyes looked up at Draco. They looked sticky and hot.
"It's been weeks," Draco observed. "You're sick. Stay home."
"Don't be stupid -" Ron wheezed, but managed to breathe enough to speak. "- you think I work a regular job, just 'cause I come home to our flat? Got paid vacations -- a little Christmas bonus at the end of the year?" His voice had that loud tone of somebody struggling to speak over a whisper. "I work for Death Eaters! They don't care if I drop. I don't show up, I lose my job. And that doesn't mean what it usually does."
He fell back to the blankets, spent from this outburst. The sheet over him was soaked in sweat. He glanced at the rag in his hand. "This handkerchief's gross."
Well, that was some sign of life.
Draco turned and glowered at the wall. "That wasn't a question, Ron. You don't get to have an opinion in the matter."
~*~*~
Eunice was generally the first one in the office in Green Section, the Minister of Magic's Executive staff. Whether she realised it or not, this made her brisk and efficient by the time the staff was blearily waking up. She'd done the week's calendar, already had Mr Weasley's mail in hand, and she'd taken the time to make him a special cup of tea -- a remedy from her mother's side. She stuffed the mail under her arm as she opened his door. Which struck her as suddenly odd. He didn't usually close it.
A man was seated behind the desk, his blond head lifted as she stepped in -- she stifled a gasp and nearly dropped the teacup.
"Close the door behind you," Draco Malfoy said.
"Mr Malfoy…."
"That's Weasley. I'm Mr Weasley to you until I tell you otherwise." His eyes were intense, and he talked to her like she was a slow child.
But a few other staff members already caught wind of a 'sensation' -- it was a small office -- before she could react and close the door. They hovered, and exchanged puzzled glances. Malfoy wasn't liked by any of them, though they'd never seen him enough to have any reason for it. His chin lifted challengingly. Someone coughed.
Eunice cleared her throat. "Well. Don't stand there gawking. Mr Weasley has a very busy day ahead of him."
Finis.
Thirteen down, six more to go:
Six Week Charade - Ron/Draco for
thywillbedone
Primer to the Dark Arts: Morning Breath, deleted scene, NC-17 version. Harry/Snape for
barbana
More Than One Way To Win Tom/Harry for
auxphono
Weasleys Come in Twos and Threes Fred/Harry/George for
lyricalnights
Deep Throat Percy/Severus for
chaos_rose
A '57 Vincent And A Red-Headed Boy - Ron/Sirus for
wanderingscribe
It Was All Right Harry/Ron for
ragnhildholm
Safeword Percy/Severus
wired_lizard
Rat For Dessert Peter/Severus for
_greenie_
Christmas Fluff Percy/Harry for
haku_kaen
Not My Affair VIII: Steam Ron/Percy (muse got really out of control)
Not My Affair VII: A Toast To Misery Ron/Percy (muse got out of control)
Not My Affair VI: A Year Later Ron/Percy for
isolde9 (follow up to Not My Affair 1-5)
In November Neville/Ron for
ursule
A Little Night Music Hermion/Rita for
mark356
More coming!
Fred/George NC-17 for
ygrane
Hermione/McGonagall (optional) for
puella_deville
Harry/Cedric for
blithesea
Harry/Snape (Harry dominant, NC-17) for
vileseagulls
Percy/Draco, Beg Me For It universe for
tboy
Severus/Harry, with extra snark
bluemoon02
Six Week Charade
by Icarus
Ron's arm fell weakly to his side; he'd tried. He rolled over onto his back and swallowed.
"Don't feel like it…." he coughed.
Which turned into more coughing. He opened bloodshot eyes and offered, "I could be on the bottom if you want." And grimaced.
The 'sexiness' of this offer was enhanced by his reaching for a-not-particularly-clean handkerchief. The sheets weren't all that clean, either.
"You're going to have to stop being sick, Ron," Draco complained in a deliberately light tone. "Aside from the effect on my sex life, this place is filthy. And I don't think I can eat another bite of my own cooking."
Ron coughed and simply shook his head. His skin was clammy and pale under the freckles. Draco sighed and stroked his damp hair. Dull eyes looked up at Draco. They looked sticky and hot.
"It's been weeks," Draco observed. "You're sick. Stay home."
"Don't be stupid -" Ron wheezed, but managed to breathe enough to speak. "- you think I work a regular job, just 'cause I come home to our flat? Got paid vacations -- a little Christmas bonus at the end of the year?" His voice had that loud tone of somebody struggling to speak over a whisper. "I work for Death Eaters! They don't care if I drop. I don't show up, I lose my job. And that doesn't mean what it usually does."
He fell back to the blankets, spent from this outburst. The sheet over him was soaked in sweat. He glanced at the rag in his hand. "This handkerchief's gross."
Well, that was some sign of life.
Draco turned and glowered at the wall. "That wasn't a question, Ron. You don't get to have an opinion in the matter."
~*~*~
Eunice was generally the first one in the office in Green Section, the Minister of Magic's Executive staff. Whether she realised it or not, this made her brisk and efficient by the time the staff was blearily waking up. She'd done the week's calendar, already had Mr Weasley's mail in hand, and she'd taken the time to make him a special cup of tea -- a remedy from her mother's side. She stuffed the mail under her arm as she opened his door. Which struck her as suddenly odd. He didn't usually close it.
A man was seated behind the desk, his blond head lifted as she stepped in -- she stifled a gasp and nearly dropped the teacup.
"Close the door behind you," Draco Malfoy said.
"Mr Malfoy…."
"That's Weasley. I'm Mr Weasley to you until I tell you otherwise." His eyes were intense, and he talked to her like she was a slow child.
But a few other staff members already caught wind of a 'sensation' -- it was a small office -- before she could react and close the door. They hovered, and exchanged puzzled glances. Malfoy wasn't liked by any of them, though they'd never seen him enough to have any reason for it. His chin lifted challengingly. Someone coughed.
Eunice cleared her throat. "Well. Don't stand there gawking. Mr Weasley has a very busy day ahead of him."
Finis.
Thirteen down, six more to go:
Six Week Charade - Ron/Draco for
Primer to the Dark Arts: Morning Breath, deleted scene, NC-17 version. Harry/Snape for
More Than One Way To Win Tom/Harry for
Weasleys Come in Twos and Threes Fred/Harry/George for
Deep Throat Percy/Severus for
A '57 Vincent And A Red-Headed Boy - Ron/Sirus for
It Was All Right Harry/Ron for
Safeword Percy/Severus
Rat For Dessert Peter/Severus for
Christmas Fluff Percy/Harry for
Not My Affair VIII: Steam Ron/Percy (muse got really out of control)
Not My Affair VII: A Toast To Misery Ron/Percy (muse got out of control)
Not My Affair VI: A Year Later Ron/Percy for
In November Neville/Ron for
A Little Night Music Hermion/Rita for
More coming!
Fred/George NC-17 for
Hermione/McGonagall (optional) for
Harry/Cedric for
Harry/Snape (Harry dominant, NC-17) for
Percy/Draco, Beg Me For It universe for
Severus/Harry, with extra snark
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Date: 2003-09-25 11:39 am (UTC)-brodie
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Date: 2003-09-25 11:58 am (UTC)I also have to agree with Tinderblast ;-)
My mind is filthy, we already established that. And being sick is not gonna change it either.
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Date: 2003-09-25 12:03 pm (UTC)THANK YOU ICARUS!
Re: heh
Date: 2003-09-25 12:06 pm (UTC)Reminds of the time I wrote a Frodo story with the phrase, "Frodo felt a stranger..." My beta sprayed her tea all over her computer. I amended it to "Frodo felt a stranger to himself and Sam."
*Icarus chuckles.*
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 12:11 pm (UTC)To tell you the truth, this was one of the harder ones to do. Strange, isn't it?
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 12:14 pm (UTC)Hmm, maybe I can see that. I mean, it's not exactly a PWP so I guess we needed some semblance of plot, lol.
I like how Draco got his way in the end, even after Ron almost killed himself delivering the speech, lol.
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Date: 2003-09-25 12:34 pm (UTC)Icarus
If you're curious:
Six Week Charade - Ron/Draco: struggle.
Primer to the Dark Arts: Morning Breath, deleted scene, NC-17 version - Okay, I cheated and used something I'd already written.
More Than One Way To Win - Harry/Tom: took root.
Weasleys Come in Twos and Threes -Fred/Harry/George: struggle, frustration.
Deep Throat - Percy/Severus: took root, after a struggle.
A '57 Vincent And A Red-Headed Boy - Ron/Sirus: struggle. Slogging through jungle.
It Was All Right - Harry/Ron: took root.
Safeword - Percy/Severus: miserable struggle.
Rat For Dessert - Peter/Severus: took root.
Christmas Fluff - Percy/Harry: struggle.
Not My Affair VIII: Steam - Ron/Percy: flew.
Not My Affair VII: A Toast To Misery - Ron/Percy: easy
Not My Affair VI: A Year Later - Ron/Percy - grabbed me and wouldn't let go.
In November - Neville/Ron: Hit a deep place and blossomed.
A Little Night Music - Hermion/Rita: jumped on a fragile idea before it could escape.
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Date: 2003-09-25 12:37 pm (UTC)*loves your Draco more*
*settles for loving your Ron/Draco*
Both adorable, both in character, and each painfully tender in his untender way. Coherence, you aren't my friend today. What I mean is, that was utterly charming, yes, even the vile handkerchief.
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Date: 2003-09-25 03:34 pm (UTC)*gives
RonIcarus a cup of tea to get better soon*Well, I suppose there was one god thing about your sickness: you had the inspiration for this drabble.
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Date: 2003-09-25 08:57 pm (UTC)-harvey
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Date: 2003-09-25 09:25 pm (UTC)Draco is so good to Ron here, isn't he? Even if he can't bring himself to do any housework. ;)
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 09:27 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 09:29 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 09:56 pm (UTC)Thankyouthankyouthankyou.
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Date: 2003-09-25 10:32 pm (UTC)Draco's going to be relying on Eunice. A lot.
I was red-faced when my beta pointed that sentence out to me.
Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-25 10:34 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2003-09-26 12:27 am (UTC)Just lovely. So sweet and wholesome and undeniable. *sighs happily* Loved the last sentence.
By the way, how do requests work? If you have the time, and are able, and won't be mad at me for asking, I'd love to see you do Snape/Virgin!Harry, semi-consensual. :P :P Yes, you know my kink. How about it?
*waits apprehensively*
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Date: 2003-09-26 05:59 am (UTC)perhaps you are a perfect fanfic making robot?
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Date: 2003-09-26 09:17 am (UTC)The request was a rather non-descript post I put up Here (http://www.livejournal.com/users/icarusancalion/84194.html). I had a lot of story ideas, the writing was working, but I couldn't focus. Then I hit a wall on Snape Manor.
I've written 16 stories in the last 18 days. I've closed the requests, but I may just squeeze yours in if the idea comes to life. I'm... not much for writing non-con to tell the truth. Beg Me For It was an exception.
Icarus
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Date: 2004-01-10 02:23 pm (UTC)The idea of Draco in charge is scary, I feel for poor Eunice :)
((((hugs))))
kele
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Date: 2004-01-10 08:34 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2004-01-12 11:37 am (UTC)*does the R/D dance o'joy*
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Date: 2004-01-12 11:40 am (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2004-01-12 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-12 09:27 pm (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2004-01-13 10:20 am (UTC)