Letters From your Mystery Prince

Title: Letters from Your Mystery Prince

Author: Angela/JaceDamian23 and Bianca/TragicLuv

Rating: Adult

Disclaimer: We do not own the Harry potter characters, if we did I’m sure she'd have Ron handcuffed to her bed and I'd have Draco handcuffed to mine lol.

Summary: Some more flirting, and also some fighting.

Author Note: This is a roleplay that we are working on. Angela/JaceDamian23 plays Draco and Bianca/TragicLuv plays Ron. Enjoy the story and please review.

Warning: Slash and smut of course.


Part 2

Draco felt the warm sun hitting his face and he got up and started to stretch. He then decided to do his morning work outs. He got dressed in his quittich outfit, with a pink thong underneath his outfit. He walked out of his room, not seeing a letter near the table near the window. He then left the Slytherin Dorms to take a run around the quittich field. He enjoyed working out, it made me forget who he was at times. It was nice and quiet, nobody around and he could be himself. He always woke up an hour earlier then everyone else.

So once he got to the Quittich field he started to jog in a slow pace, thinking.

'Maybe I was too strong on Ron last night. I probably should not have stuck up for us Slytherins last night. I probably gave Ron who I was away. Sucks now he was sure that Ron would never talk to him again. He hoped to get another lad from his new friend, but sadly did not see a letter. Maybe he fell asleep after wanking last night and did not write back yet.' He thought. He could not help but smile about that as he ran. It was chilly out tonight and he loved running in this weather.

Ron woke up and found no letter on his desk. He sighed; maybe he would get a letter back later today. He took a quick shower and got dressed, heading down to the great hall with Harry. man, was he hungry

Draco finished working out and then walked to the Prefect bathroom and took a nice, long hot shower. He washed his long hair with strawberry shampoo and washed his body with vanilla bean soap. He then dried off and transfigured his quiitich uniform into his school robes. He then brushed his hair and was about to gel it back and then decided not to. It was time for a change. If he did not change, then he'd never win Ron. He had to do what he had to do. He ran his hand thru his hair and placed some sparkles in his hair. He then rubbed a few on his lips and looked in the mirror. 'Hmm that is good enough for right now. I've got to go to Hogsmede and buy more make up.' he thought and shrugged. It was barely noticeable. He then went off towards breakfast and ate some waffles with butter and strawberry jam, while drinking some hot tea with sugar cubes and a touch of milk.

When he was done eating and whispered in Dobby’s ear to come to him later on, they had to talk. he then walked off to Slytherin Dungeons and went back to his dorm. He saw the letter and bit his lip and carefully opened up the letter, reading it.

While Ron was eating his breakfast he tried very carefully to eye the Slytherin table. he tried to be sly about it, although this was very difficult for him, but he wanted to see if he could catch someone staring. He felt someone’s gaze hot on him but every time he looked up he couldn't tell who was staring. Whoever they were, they were good. He sighed and joined Harry and Hermione in going back to the common room. Maybe he would find a letter in his dorm.

Draco read the letter and immediately wrote him back once he saw the letter.

Ronald,

Something under your belt? Hmm sounds intriguing. I'd love to know more about that.

Well I still stand by what I said, but I guess you are allowed to have your own opinion on the matter. But a little advice, have you ever heard of this phrase? Don't judge a book by its cover?

Anyway how was your morning? I had a great morning. I took a nice run, enjoying the wind blowing at me. It's rather nice out, don't you think so? I hope that it snows. That'd be brilliant.

laughs

And Spiders are not all that bad. Not as awesome as Dragons though.

Your Prince

P.S: I'd love to try it sometime.

Ron was borderline ecstatic when he returned to his dorms to find a letter waiting for him. He frowned when he read it and wrote a quick reply.

Prince--

Do I sense that you are too easy to trust? You say that you do not know Malfoy. and while I don't either I doubt there is anything more then a stubborn git who thinks he’s better then everyone else. but I hate him and would really rather talk about someone else.

like you.

You haven't said much about you. Do tell. You like running? I hate it. Too much work. What else do you like? Any siblings? What’s your family like?

--Ron

Draco received his letter and fed the owl some vanilla icing that he was eating. He watched the bird and chuckled as the bird started to fly around like crazy and came back for more. He then opened up the letter and read what Ron had to say. He then wrote him back.

Ronald darling.

Whether you want to trust me or not is up to you. I never said I did not know Draco. I know everyone in my house. I already told you about our life style. There is not really much more to say. I'm an only child. I've always wanted a baby brother or sister to look after. My mother can be a bitch to others, but she and I are very close. My father is a down right bastard. I'd not miss him if he died tonight. That may be horrible to say but it’s the truth.

What more do you want to know Ronald?

Hmm since you love to eat, what is your favorite food to eat in the world? Would you ever stop eating meat? Do you have and animals at home? I do. I have dragons, snakes, spiders, iguanas, owls and a Doberman. Can't really play with most of them, which sucks.

Do you have any house elf’s at the burrow? We have quite a few. But my favorite one is now free.

Well until later on.

The Prince

He sent the letter away kind of nervous. He just sent out another clue. Everyone new that Dobby was his family’s house elf.

Ron was a bit confused by the letter. He felt like the person was trying to give him hints and he was being ridiculously dense about it. He sighed and wrote his reply.

Prince--

I can't possibly trust you since I don't know who you are. I feel like your trying to give me hints but at the moment I am being dense and really can't figure you out.

My favorite food? Um...I'd have to say garlic bread. I could eat loaves of it and never get tired. No, I couldn't stop eating meat. It’s just to damn good. I just have scabbers...and crookshanks is usually stalking around since Hermione is there so often. No, no house elves for us. Hermione would have a fit.

--Ron

Draco received his next letter and snickered at it. He then started writing away.

Ronnie,

Hmm wouldn't want your mu.

(He scratched off the mu)

Your girl to be angry with you. We all know how she is when she's angry. That girl can be darn right scary. She should've been in Slytherin.

chuckles

I'm not necessarily sending you any hints, though a few things that I've said make it seem like it. I'm not exactly being careful with what I write. That is why my letter is smudge up a bit. I was about to write something mean and scratched it off as best as I could. Its things that I used to say, that is not me anymore.

Garlic bread. Yes that is to die for. All of this talk made me hungry for some food. Its lunch time so I'm going to send this off and pig out now. Maybe I'll be able to see you.

Till then,

Your Prince

He then sent the owl with his letter and decided to go downstairs for lunch, since his belly kept on growling. He hoped to see Ron there.

Ron bit his lip and wrote his reply

Prince--

Hermionescary as hell. Really.

And you used to be mean? I guess relating to Malfoy works then.

See you there. -winks-

--Ron

He then headed down to the great hall to hopefully figure out this mystery prince.

Draco sat down piling his plate up with Penne pasta with lots of mushrooms and also some eggplant and no meated sauce.. He started to eat watching everyone. He was the only vegetarian in his house and everyone else was eating meatballs and pepperoni. He turned his gaze away from his food and looked at the Gryffindor table, not seeing Ron. He sighed and hoped that he came soon. Of course now that they were writing letter together, he had to be very discreet. He could not wait to get back to his dorm and see if Ron wrote him back.

Ron entered the great hall, his eyes immediately sweeping the Slytherin table, searching for anyone who happened to be looking his way. So far they all seemed far more interested in their food.

Draco's heart started to race the minute he saw the ginger young man walk in. He immediately turned his gaze to his food and took a bite out of his food, not wanting to be caught, eyeing his love. He smiled softly. He wishes that Ron could accept him.

Ron continuously sneaked peeks at the Slytherin table during lunch but he could not tell which one was the prince. He hadn't given him enough...maybe if he asked more about his appearance. Ron smiled. He couldn't wait to write him another letter.

After lunch Draco walked back to his dorm in search for a letter and smiled when he saw one. He read it quickly, kind of bummed that it was a short letter and shrugged and wrote him back.

Ronald,

Glad we agree or something.

Was I once mean?

Bites lip

To be honest? Yes I can be a down right prat. Though I’m trying to change.

And I did see you, it amused me that you kept on looking at my table, trying to discover me. So I guess you have not figured me out yet.

Anyway what are your plans for tonight? Anything fun and exciting? The only plans that I have are writing an exam.

Your Prince

He then sent out his letter and got on to the exam. Tapping his quill down frustrated. He did not know what to write.

Ron rolled his eyes and wrote his letter.

Prince--

I believe I have plans tonight. Unless...someone makes me an offer that is more interesting...?

--Ron

Draco smirked and wrote his response to Ron's letter.

Ronald,

Plans? With whom? Should I be jealous?

sniffles

Your Prince

He then tied the letter to the owl and sat and waited for a response, even though he new that he did not make an offer.

Ron glared at the paper and decided a bit of jealousy would do him good.

Prince--

If you must know I have plans with Harry tonight. It’s your choice if you’re jealous.

--Ron

Draco scowled down at the letter that the owl dropped on his lap.

Ronald,

scoffs

And what does that git, the boy who lived, have that I don't?

And I'm not jealous!

Prince

He sent the letter off and sighed, folding his arms over his chest. He was too jealous.

Ron smiled as he wrote his reply.

Prince--

So you’re the jealous type. I like that actually. It’s nice to know that you care that much. And I will be hanging out with Harry unless SOMEONE wants to make me an OFFER I can't refuse...

--Ron

Draco growled as he read the other boys letter and started to write one to the other lad.

Ronald,

Say what you want, but I am not jealous.

smirks

Ah you want an offer eh? Just what type of offer are you looking for? Some male on male action?

Your Prince

He laughed as he sent off his letter.

Ron shook his head at the paper.

Prince--

In denial. That’s all I can say about that.

And I'm not looking for anything that you aren't willing to give.

--Ron

Draco had just got done with his essay, when Sebastian came in with the letter from Ron. He opened up quickly and smirked at what it said. He then got writing.

Ronald,

Love I am not in denial...

chuckles

Like I'd say no to you darling.

Your Prince

Ron sighed when he got his letter.

Prince--

Don't argue with me. Really. I am a stubborn ass.

-points- In denial.

Plus I'll like you even BETTER if your jealous. It’s a turn on. Do you not see this??

Well actually you haven't said anything. Please, enlighten me on this offer.

--Ron

Draco growled when he read Ron's next letter.

Ronald,

Fine I am a little jealous. I never liked your little friend. To be as honest as I can, he annoys me and makes you look bad. I hate how people think of you as 'The boy who lived', shadow or side kick'! It annoys me with a passion, because you deserve better then that. You’re worth more then Potter ever will be.

So do you like me more now that I was honest with you, even though what I said kind of flamed your friend?

Before I give you my offer, respond and let me know the answer to that question.

Your Prince.

Ron was a bit more then pissed when he got the letter but tried to keep it down when he wrote back.

Prince--

Harry is a great friend and a great person. You slytherins may not know that, but that doesn't mean that he isn't a great person, just like Malfoy may be different then I think. Neither of us should judge a book by its cover.

And I'm his friend, not his shadow.

But I prefer honesty even if you insulted my friend and kind of me. I hate being lied too.

--Ron

Draco rolled his eyes at the next letter.

Ronald,

Leave Malfoy out of this. We are done talking about him!

And I did not insult you at all, if you read that last letter again, you'd realize that I just gave you a compliment! That is not very Slytherin of me, to give a compliment and be kind to a Weasley, such as yourself. But despite that last letter and the fact that I indeed do live in the snake pit, haven't I been decent to you, and not try to harm you once? Why do you think that is?

Your Prince

Ron was more then a bit mad. He was furious. This bitch had the balls to tell him he was doing him a favor by being nice to a Weasley?? He wrote his reply quickly.

--

No, I am not going to call you my fucking prince.

Well how fucking charming of you, how charitable for you to be kind to a Weasley, I know that that took so much out of you, how difficult that must have been for you. I couldn't imagine a stuck up slytherin such as yourself conversing with a poor, self righteous Gryffindor like myself! BRAVO!

As for harming me? I’d like to see you try.

--Ron

Draco glared at the next letter. He was so angry that he crumpled the paper up and threw it on the ground, angrily. This was not what he wanted; he did not want to fight with Ron. That stubborn arse.

Ronald,

Will you stop being a stubborn arse, and try to listen to what I'm trying to say to you? I know you have a bad temper, but calm down and take a deep breath.

And what is this about harming you? I don't want to harm you; I'm trying to bloody damn protect you Ron! Who do you think that 'The Dark Lord' is going to attack in order to hurt 'the boy who lived' the most? You’re the closest friend he has. How do you think that makes me feel? I'm scared to death about you and I don't want you to get yourself killed!

sighs

I don't want to lose you, before your even mine Ron.

Miss's being your Prince,

Ron was still pissed. This boy was not saying any of the right things.

--

Nope, still not going to.

And do not tell me to calm down. You insulted my best friend and me. And I'm ready to die for Harry if that’s what it takes because I know damn well he would die for me. Do you really think I can't fend for myself?? I know what I'm doing thank you, and I have lived this long so I'd say I'm pretty good at it.

--Ron

Draco growled and punched his desk, causing a dent and a cut on his wrist.

Weasley,

You are really pissing me off! I refuse to acknowledge you when you’re being an arse!

Good nite!

P.S. And for the last time, I did not insult you. Re read every single letter that I sent you and maybe you'll the reason that I'm being like this.

Draco sent the letter away, not noticing that he smeared his blood on the letter. He then frowned, wiping away a few angry tears that leaked out of his eyes. He was confused to why his eyes were tearing. Malfoy's did not cry. Weasley was really making him soft.

Ron bit back a scream when he got the next letter. That prick! He was as stubborn as Ron, and while the Gryffindor did like people that fought back he did not like those that didn't know when to quit!

He called you Weasley.

Yes...that one stung. It wasn't that he wasn't used to it...its just going from Ronnie to Weasley in three seconds was a bit much. And when Ron had read it, the way he addressed him was...so...Malfoy. Ron could almost see the smirking blonde in his mind, yelling out insults, yelling out his last name, never his first.

He would not be treated like that.

No, he would not be writing another letter back. He let himself fall back on the bed and groaned. Why did things always have to happen this way? It was his fucking pride. But in truth, his pride was what kept him going, what had saved him all these years from just breaking down. Without his pride...he was nothing. And he was not about to let some 'Prince' take that away from him.

Ron felt hot tears sting the edges of his eyes but he managed to fight them back. He brought the letter up to the light again and noticed something he had been to angry to see before, a slash of red, what looked like blood, on the edge of the letter. He sat up, bringing the parchment closer to his face.

Blood. Not enough to mean real injury but still...blood.

Was this prince cutting himself? Was he hurt? What the fuck was going on? Ron rushed to his desk, wanting to write him a letter to see if he was alright. But as he put pen to paper he stopped himself. That bastard. He probably did this on purpose. No, no Ron would not fall for this. He would not be the first one to cave. The 'Prince' would have to fucking beg if he thought he was getting Ron back. Ever.

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