Daydream Drabble #1

“Mr Weasley!” shouted McGonagall sharply. Ron lifted his head up from where he’d been resting on the desk, “And kindly wipe that silly grin from your face.” The classroom sniggered as Ron hastily removed the goofy smile that was plastered all over his sleepy face. A memory from last night drifted into his imagination; Harry’s messy fringe tickling his face as they kissed, and he started to smile again. Professor McGonagall squinted down her nose at Ron and tutted – but Ron wasn’t sitting there, he was sitting naked and cross-legged on Harry’s bed, as Harry kissed slowly down his spine.