I Can\'t Sleep Without My Angel

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Chapter 7: Body Meeting Body

It was 2 in the morning and Ron could not fall back asleep. He looked at the
girl in his arms, her hair tangled around her head. Ron hated to admit it, but
with her hair like that, she reminded him of another girl who had shared his
bed; the girl he had lost his virginity to in his 6th year.


Luna was beautiful in her own way, and Ron knew that she had a crush on him. It
made no difference that she was the same age as his sister; she came back the
beginning of her 5th year, looking very grown up. Ron couldn’t help himself; he
wanted her. He took her innocence the first week of school. He had realized
that he had been missing all his life as he had thrust himself into her with
all his force. He watched her body writhe beneath him and knew he had to have
more of this. Luna may have thought that this was the beginning of something,
but she should have known better.

Ron had changed a lot the summer before his
6th year and the girls had started to notice. Not to mention he was now the
star keeper for his house team, and a girl couldn’t resist a Quidditch jock!
That year was a blur of girls, stolen moments, hidden rooms, and locker room
trysts. He smiled thinking about how Draco Malfoy had almost fainted when he
found out his fellow Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson, had sucked him off behind the
stacks of books in the library.


Ron felt guilty as he looked back down at Ashley. He had trouble restraining
himself from making her his own last night, as her warm body rubbed against him
as she slept, her mouth slightly parted as she slowly breathed in and out. He
shook these images out of his mind, hating himself for even thinking of doing
that to her, so soon after she had been hurt so badly. Though the bruises had
faded nicely, the contrast between the black and blue and the white of her skin
was almost sickening. He kissed a bruise on her shoulder gently, hoping she
wouldn’t wake up. He then pulled herser ser to him, willing his mind to quiet
and sleep to come.

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This went on for a couple weeks. Ashley would spend her days with Ginny, talking
about everything under the sun; with Molly, gardening in the warm summer heat;
with Arthur, teaching him about how muggles live; and with the twins and Corey,
playing games and learning the best tricks. Parts of these days also involved
Ron. He felt like he could say anything to her. He would sit on the couch with
her head in his lap and ramble on and on, but she never seemed to mind, just
gave him a smile that he noticed was reserved only for him. He was almost
growing to care for this girl. Though her days belonged to the family, her
nights bged ged only to her Angel. After Ginny fell asleep, she would tiptoe
down the hall. Ron would be sitting up waiting for her, and would smile as she
took her place in his bed. No words were said, just body meeting body in the
most chaste way. Sleep always came easy to both of them.

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Molly discovered this little arrangement 5 days before Ginny and Ron were to
leave for Hogwarts. Molly, not being able to sleep once dawn broke, had gone
into Ron’s and George’s room looking for dirty laundry, glancing at Ron’s bed
she had noticed an extra lump in the bed. Upon closer inspection, she realized
that extra lump was Ashley, and she was furious.

“Ronald Weasley! What do you think you are doing?!”
The whole room, startled awake by the noise, all looked over at Ron.

“Get up this instant!”
Ron, knowing better than to cross his mum, quickly got up. Ashley started up
after him, but was quickly halted by Molly’s voice.

“No dear, you stay up here with George. George, keep her comfortable.”

Molly qly dly drug Ron down the stairs by the neck of his shirt and quickly sat
him down on the couch next to a very sleepy Arthur, who was still not sure
what was happening after being rudely awaken by his wife’s screeching.

“Arthur, your son is taking advantage of that poor girl. Having her sleep in
his bed with him.”

“But mum….”

“Don’t you dare interrupt me!”

“Molly, love, maybe you should let him explain…”

“Explain what? I have heard how he treats girls at Hogwarts.”

“Mum, I would never do that to Ashley!”

“I said don’t interrupt me! You are such a sweet boy, Ron, why don’t you act
like it?”

“Mrs. Weasley, he is a sweet boy. He would never hurt me.”

All three of the Weasley’s congregated in the living room and looked towards the
stairs that Ashley was descending. She slowly walked over to Molly, and put her
hands in hers.

“I was the one who has been coming into Ron’s room. I needed him, Mrs. Wealsey!
I am so scared of the dark now, but Ron makes it all go away. We never did
anything more than just sleep, I promyou you that. Ron would never hurt me!”

Molly looked into Ashley’s oddly colored eyes, and knew instantly that the girl
was not lying. She sat down on the chair.

“Ashley, I know my son is a great guy, but I just don’t want to see you two do
something you might regret.”

Ashley pulled Molly off her feet and led her into the kitchen so they could
talk privetly.

“Mrs. Weasley, From the first time I saw Ron, in my mind, I chose him as my
protector. I didn’t give him, or even your family, a say in it, and I am sorry,
but please don’t take him away from me. I need him, please.\"

Mrs. Weasley looked the small girl over. Taking in the bruises that covered
almost all of her body, her tangled blonde hair and her scared, pleading eyes.
She had to let Ron protect her.

“Alright, dear, I will never object to the time you and Ron spend together,
just please be careful in everything you do.\"

Ashley smiled.

“Now, darling, you and Ron get back up to sleep. Ron has a long day ahead of
him.\"

Ashley gave Molly a kiss on the cheek and bounded up the stairs, where Ron had
wearily tread just a few minutes before.


Ron heard Ashley get into bed next to him. He was not very surprised that his
mum had allowed Ashley to stay, he had seen her charm. Before he could turn
over he felt warm lips on his neck. He was almost ready to protest when he felt
her small hands that he had gotten to know so well roaming his chest. He knew
he had to turn over and look into her eyes. He slowly rolled over and saw her
face. Her hair, a tumble around her head, and her eyes looking into him with an
intensity he had never seen in her. She had always had a neediness in them, but
he couldn’t see that now, before his mind could wander to more thoughts, she
took his lips to her own. Her hands roamed in his hair, and he could barely
stifle a groan. Her lips tasted wonderful, like mint, and he pulled her closer
as he felt her tounge slowly snake into his mouth. He hadn’t gotten his fill of
her, when he felt her suddenly pull away. It took all his energy not to groan in frustration.
He looked at her and saw the neediness surface again.
“I am yours, angel...forever,” she murmerd as she drifted off to sleep.