Ron twirled his fingers in the smooth blonde hair, as Draco’s head moved gently up and down. He tickled the tiny, pink ears and drew lines over the pale eyebrows and down the flushed cheeks; all the while gasping slightly as Malfoy urgently took his breath away.
It was risky, being that they were in a deserted secret passage, it was one Harry had shown Ron last term; there was a chance he could walk in any minute. Ron let his mind wander over Harry yet again, and wished it were him kneeling on the stone floor, and not Draco.
April 18, 2007
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