Ron's sickness

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Summary: Sequel to Draco’sickness. It’s all about Ron’s “sickness”. People want to come out about their relationships, but Ron doesn’t pick up on thier hints. Time for drastic measures...

AN/warning: this one has ALOT of sex....It includes: hetero, and homosexual relationships and explicit scenes...so i guess i should do a pairing list: HPDM, HGBZ, SFDT, PPLB, ...
And contains...fluff, explicitness...and non-consencual beastiality.. thats kinda important.

Disclaimer: i don not own Hary Potter, or anything relating to it... but JK is nice enough to share her toys with the rest of us, so people like me can get off on writting things about her characters...

On with the story then, yes??

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As many people know, Ronald Weasley is not the most observant person in the world. In fact, most of the time he’s just plain not paying any attention to his surroundings... instead spending time, gulping down hordes of food, or staring of into space (while lovely elevator music plays on in the background) or choveling more food into his never-ending stomach...

Which is were we find him today...in the Great Hall...eating...again. Hermione sighed in disgust and frustration at her best friend’s lack of coherency.
Hermione stood up and made to walk somewhere, when Ron spoke up.

“Where you going, Mione?” saidRon, still chewing a mouth full of food.

“To visit Blaise, you know, the Slytherin...”

Ron just waved her off and continued eating.

She made it all the way towards the Slytherin table before she looked at Ron again, waiting to see if he had understood yet. Apperently he had, as he began to spay out the water he had just gulped. He looked up at Hermione, and she gave her best Slitherin smirk.

She walked straight up to Blaise and whispered something to him. He turned around in his seat and pulled her into his lap.
Their kiss was soft and gentle, then fierce and pationate. Obviously the kiss of two people in love...

Ron looked around the hall, and saw that nobody was paying any attention.

‘what the fuck? Why isn’t anyone paying any attnetion??? This has got to be the biggest... the biggest...oh my god! Zambini has the biggest-‘

Ron’s thoughts on why nobody noticed this event (including the teachers) went to overdrive, as it attempted to help Ron not get scarred for life. He braved looking over at the Slytherin table again and let out a small ‘eep!’ that managed to get the attention of a few people around him, his sister included.
Soon other people started to watch the show, although seemed less surprised than Ron.
Blaise had Hermione under him, against the table. They were mostly out of their clothes. Blaise had his pants around his ankles, and his silver boxers were only half-way down, exposing his ebony back-side, and huge cock. It was a well known fact in Slytherin that Blaise was VERY well endowed.

Hermione on the other hand, was still wearing a black, white, and gray plaid corset, and mathing booty shorts. All in all, it was a very delicious sight. Hermione, with white skin shinning like the moon, wrapped around Blaise, as dark as the midnight sky, pouding into her.

He slid a hand up her chest, and rubbed the sore nub that lay on her breast. Hermione let out a high pitched moan, and squrimed under Blaise.

Blaise was letting out deep grunts, which got louder when he was close. Soon he began pounding faster and harder, using the table as leverage.

Hermione came first, letting out a moan. Blaise came a few seconds later letting out a howl-like moan.

Ron was shaking as he ran out of the hall, as he tried to get the image that was now going to be engrained in his head forever.
Thinking that Harry would explain what was going on, Ron went in search of his best friend.

‘Now, where could he be... wait... Hermione said he was in the hospital wing for some reason.’ So Ron made his way to Harry.
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But Ron didn’t find Harry in the hospital wing...

“Oh gods, Seam-”

“Faster Dean, gods FASTER!”

Ron ran out of the room screaming like a madman...
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‘The common room... ya, he could be there.’ So Ron continued his madman run all the way to Gryffindor tower, where there was a collection of guys standing in a circle, blocking the events from one Ronald Weasley.
Well curiosity got the better of Mr Ronald’s judgment (actually it was more like curiosity tackled judgement, tied, and gagged it, then paraded happily and triumphantly back to te center of Ron’s thinking.), which is why he made his way to see what was going on.

At first glance, onRon thought it was a fight...until he heard the moan...coming from Pansy Parkinson... then from under her, Lavender Brown. Ron changed angles to see what was ‘really’ going on.

Pansy licked her way up to Lavender’s plump breast, where she teased the erect nipple with her tongue. Lavender groaned and rubbed herself against the leg that Pansy had placed between her theighs. Pansy continued to suck on the hard nipple in front of her, until Lavender flipped them over.

Ron wanted to run screaming frm the room, but couldn’t. He seemed quite rooted to the spot, watching as Lavender made her way down Pansy’s naked body. Stopping only when she reached Pansy’s clit. She slowly lapped up the sweet juices around the pulsing nub, but never touching it.

Ron decided he couldn’t watch anymore,and made his way out of the common room. Most of the day progressed without further distractions, or random outbursts of sex... anywhere. Ron wasn’t sure if he should be happy (as nobody was scarring him anymore), or if he should be very afraid (as past excperiences have tought him, when things get quiet for awhile, something even bigger than what he had witnessed already, will happen).

Even odder was his bestfriend’s absence...

He should have known better to breath a sigh of relief when he entered the Great Hall. It’s bad luck...

Ron sat down between Nevile and Seamus, and began to pile food on his plate. Just then the doors to the Great Hall opened, and in walked Harry Potter, like a wet dream walking. He was wearing tdark blue jeans, tight in all the right places, and no shirt. The lack off shirt showed off all the muscles Harry had built over the last little while. And again he sported the model look (the one that says “I’m about to do something that will make you boys cum in your pants”). Ron tried to wave Harry down, but the raven haired boy seemed to be looking for someone else. And it seemed that he found ‘him’. Or rather Draco found Harry. He seemed to be mad.

But Ron was to busy with his thoughts to listen to their argument.
‘So why is Harry lacking proper clothing... and why hasn’t Snape taken any points off?’ One look at the Head table could tell you why. Proffessor Snape was drooling over the boy-who-lived-to-make-the-potions-proffesor-randy...it was quite disturing to say the least.

‘And why is Harry happy to see Malfoy? And why is Malfoy even talking to Harry???’

“Harry! What do you think you are doing??” Demanded Draco, as he protectively block Harry from everyone’s view.

“I just wanted to make you hot for me!” Harry said, with big puppy eyes.

Draco melted. “You don’t need to try, you already make me hot... even when you’re not around!” and to prove this, he moved Harry’s hand to his hardened crotch.

“ohh...” sighed Harry...

And once again hot sex insued in the Great Hall. Ron quickly turned his attention away, to try and start a conversation with his sister,who unfortunatly was sitting on the other side of Seamus. As it was, Seamus had his own hard cock out, andwas trying to jerk himself off at the show.
Needless to say, the Great Hall soon turned itself into a massive orgy, and Ron ran screaming from the hall once again, being ever so scarred for life.

He ran out all the way to the lake,but was soo captured and raped by the giant octopus... (an/ *autheress shivers unpleasently*)
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Ron woke up feeling slightly unpleasent (briefly wondering why his bum was sore). Beside him, Harry opened the curtains happily, and sat beside Ron.
“Here Ron, time for your medicine.”
“Medicine?? But I’m not sick!” even aas he said it, he began to wonder... “What about yesterday?!? With Hermione and Zambini?? And Pansy and Lavender?? And even Seamus and dean??” Harry just laughed and gave ron the medication. You could see that it was working already , as Ron’s eyes began to droop.

“But what about you and Malfoy??” But he fell asleep before he got an answer.

Harry pulled the hangings closed and placed the bottle on Ron’s nightstand. He smiled lightly to himself, as he lay back down in his bed. As soon as he did, he felt the pale arms wrap around him.

“Mmm... good morning Draco.”

“Is he going to be ok?”

“Since when have you worried about Ron’s well being?”

“Since he matters to you, and if he matters to you... then he matters to me..” Draco snuggled closer to his lover.

“He’ll be fine... I told Hermione that it was a bad idea for all of us to come out to him so obviously at the same time... now the next time, we are going to do it my way.”

“Oh really mister Potter, well please show me ‘your way’.” Draco purred before placing a silencing charm around them.

Little did anyone know, that now inside Ron’s stomach little tenticles were growing...
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so ya, that was the sequal... the prequal to these sickness is going to be up soon. It will eb called “Harry’s sickness” and will go through why Harry had to stay with the Malfoys...

so review please.. because as the saying goes.. review and ye shall recieve

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jas