100 Times in the Life of...

Draco had snuck into the hospital wing again; he had seen Potter leaving earlier looking dejected. You only looked dejected leaving the room of someone who was is in a coma when said person was really awake or if you were kicked out. Thus he needed to figure out which, he wouldn’t put it past the old coot to keep Ron’s re-awakening silent until they caught the perpetrator. Unless he caught them first then there wouldn’t be anything left of them. He took his typical seat by the bed rememorizing the contours of the redhead’s face. Ron was pulled from his rather odd dream by the far off sensation of someone staring at him, someone familiar.

“Drake.” He whispered opening vibrant blue eyes and smiling. The blonde’s head shot up and Ron was appalled to see tear streaks on his lover’s face. He lifted an arm and whipped his thumb across the slighter boy’s cheek.

“Hey, I’m alright love.” He whispered with a goofy smile that never failed to make the blonde smile. It worked again now. It had taken a while to push through the younger Malfoy’s barriers but he had done it and loved the real Draco not the farce he projected. His Drake had the best smile, though it was a bit watery now.

“Merlin Weasel you had me worried.” Draco whispered fiercely leaning into Ron’s hand. The redhead smiled and moved his hand to cradle Draco’s head and pull him closer. Their lips met in a sweet kiss, the blonde melted almost instantly.

“Cheater.” He whispered with a smile, and Ron raised an eyebrow.

“And why am I a cheater?” he murmured against the shell of Draco’s ear. The blonde shivered and glared at him half heartedly.

“Because your teasing me and I can’t do anything about it.” He muttered, by now Ron had pulled him practically onto the bed and was working on getting the stubborn blonde to straddle his lap. Ron grinned lecherously,

“But therein lays half the fun love.” He replied but acquiesced when he received an annoyed glare. The blonde glared at his lover a moment longer to make sure that his hands weren’t going to wander at the moment and then leaned down to snuggle against him. Inhaling deeply, loving the sharp cinnamon sent that seemed imbedded into Ron’s being.

“I need to go. The last thing you need is Potter finding me snuggled up to you in the morning, or even worse; Granger.” He murmured sleepily it had been far too long since he had actually gotten to sleep, just sleep with Ron. The redhead mumbled in protest wrapping his arms around him and hooking a leg around him too.

“Roonnn!” Draco whined indignantly, wiggling trying to get free. The redhead grinned at him and bucked his hips against his pinned boyfriend, well fiancé if he had anything to say about it. Watching Draco’s face flush to that perfectly beautiful mix of embarrassment and arousal, Ron couldn’t help but to pull him into another kiss. This one more passionate and demanding, Draco gave in willingly.

“Well Dray,” Ron began panting a little and watching his lover pant heavily in contrast, “You really should be leaving if you plan to make it back to the dorms on time.” He said cheekily, the blonde glanced worriedly at the clock and cursed vigorously. He would never make it back on time! Severus would kill him for being out without an excuse and he needed to go back for his books.

“You prat!” He said trying once again to pull away. Ron held on for a moment longer, stealing one more kiss then relinquished his hold with a guilty smile.

“Love you Drake.” He whispered already fading back into sleep. Draco smiled and whispered the sentiment back.