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sleyu · 9 months

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C U GIRL

PAIRING: RON WEASLEY X READER

GENRE: SMUT

WARNINGS: SEX, UNPROTECTED SEX, PRAISE, CURSING

Hushed whispers and giggles were all that could be heard as the two of you frantically rushed along the hogwarts corridors in search of an empty, vacant classroom.

It had quite frankly started in the morning. You had chosen to sit across from Ron during breakfast, much to his dismay. As you were eating your cereal, you had taken notice of the lack of attention Ron paid to his food and the topic of the upcoming quidditch game Harry was urgently speaking of. Instead, his eyes were fixed on you, in the all-so-familiar dreamy look of his, enchanted by the sight of your face and presence.

Due to the upcoming exams, much of your evenings were spent either in the library or common room revising, leaving little time or focus on your boyfriend or the needs of the pair of you. Here Ron was, facing the dread of quidditch and academic papers, and positively ruined by the lack of you.

And so it started.

Ron deliberately gave up his spot by Harry—much to his confusion—and eagerly stole the free spot next to you, usually occupied by Hermione, who herself, was displeased yet unsurprised by Ron’s cheat. Hermione’s firm, ‘Ronald!’ was left ignored by Ron who sheepishly smiled at you, resting a gentle hand on your upper thigh.

‘Let’s skip transfiguration, yeah?’ he whispered, grinning innocently. You smirked, already familiar with this routine. Pretending to think over his question, you watched his eyes grow wide in expectancy. ‘Hmm, not sure. I heard from yesterday’s class that she’s revising important information. Wouldn’t it be a waste not to go?’

Ron’s eyebrows furrowed, his hand squeezing your thighs for attention. ‘I doubt it. Besides, even if she did, that’s what we have Harry and Hermione for!’ he laughed nervously, awaiting either your approval or dismissal.

You smiled. ‘i’m only teasing. sure, whatever you want, Ron.’ Laughing, you leaned against your boyfriend who had begun bouncing his knees anxiously.

This all led to your current predicament. Ron’s firm grip on your hand was unrelenting, dragging you inside the abandoned and perfectly spacious classroom.

He turned to you, grinning sheepishly, and pulled you close to him, heart skipping as you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him softly. Ron sighed into the kiss, hands roaming up and down your body, from the expanse of your back to a firm, possessive squeeze to your ass.

‘Missed you,’ he mumbled quietly, pressing your chest against his and rocking his hips against yours, groaning softly. His hands reached to the back of your thighs and lifted you on top of the scratched desk.

You pulled away from the kiss, taking notice to Ron’s swollen, pink lips and his equally flushed face. His eyes had become dark and his gaze had become that of lust, intensely staring at your chest. ‘You sure we won’t be caught here?’ you asked, whispering.

He shook his head, handing reaching up to unbutton your white blouse, pausing to look at you for approval, before whispering back, ‘Don’t care if we do.’

Your cunt throbbed as his large hands began groping your chest through your bra. His mouth had become occupied on your neck, giving the skin bruised, open-mouth kisses, desperately attempting to leave his mark. Those marks were Ron’s pride and joy. If it weren’t for his cum dripping out of your ruined, spent cunt after fucking, it was the hickey’s on your neck that solidified and affirmed that you belonged to him and only him.

Much to his disappointment, which was exceedingly apparent by his whines of protest, you had pulled his head away from your neck. ‘We don’t have time—I’m sure filch is roaming around here and there. We’ve got to hurry, Ron.’ you sighed, in an equal degree of anguish.

Ron rolled his eyes and nodded before kneeling before you and spreading your legs, pulling your throbbing, covered cunt to his face. He pushed your skirt to your hips without a second thought, pressing painful bites and kisses to the soft, supple flesh of your thighs.

Your heart rate increased with Ron’s lack of urgency and the press of his fingers against your covered clit. Tugging his hair softly, he grinned and nodded before pulling your panties to the side. If you leaned closer, you would have been able to see one of Ron’s hand’s leaving your thigh to palm his hard cock over his slacks, groaning and muttering curses at the sight of your dripping, puffy cunt.

Standing up, he began to unbuckle his belt before pulling his pants down enough for him to take out his throbbing length. You whined, reaching forward to grip his cock, which twitched upon your gentle touch. Groaning, Ron rutted his hips against your fist. ‘Fuck, see this? Yeah, you did that. You ‘n your pretty face, and those doe eyes.’ he sighed shakily.

You whined, guiding his cock toward your fluttering, needy hole. ‘Can’t wait any longer. Need you inside me,’ you mumbled.

Nodding, Ron brushed away your hand before lining his cock with your cunt, suddenly pushing inside with little warning. You cried out, biting the back of your hand in an attempt to silence your voice in response to his intrusion.

Ron grunted, throwing his head back before looking down at you with half-lidded eyes. ‘Do you know how long i’ve been waiting for this?’ he whimpered.

‘How long I’ve been jerking myself off thinking about this cunt? Thinking about your sweet fucking sounds?’

You shook your head, mouth open and eyes watering at the feeling of his cock brushing against your sweet spot, deliciously stretching out your already spent hole that had severely missed his nightly routine.

As Ron thrust in and out of your cunt, he buried his face in your neck, deeply breathing in the scent of your shampoo, nearly intoxicated by the smell. ‘so sweet—so fucking sweet.’

In between pressing feverish kisses alongside your neck and jaw, he’d whimper out sweet nothings, thanking you for letting him take you out in the open so suddenly. ‘Such a good girl—fuck—my little fucking princess.’ he’d gasp. ‘Love you so fuckin’ much.’

Feeling a sudden warmth in your chest from not only your high approaching, but also his confession, you whined, wrapping your legs around his waist, pushing him further into you, causing the pair of you to gasp.

‘Love you too, Ron,’ you whispered shakily, feeling your boyfriend’s hips begin to stutter at the approaching feeling of his high, your cunt throbbing and closing in around his fat cock in anticipation of your orgasm.

Ron pulled away from your neck and pressed his forehead against yours, looking down, watching the pair of you connect as he rutted into your pussy. He whined at the sight of your cunt just barely taking in his fat cock, all swollen and abused because of him.

His hand finally reached down to rub the nub of your clit, grinning wolfishly at the sound of your loud, sudden cries. ‘That’s it, honey—fuck—cum just like that,’ he grinned. ‘Doing so good for me, yeah? You look so pretty like this.’

And just like that, you felt your stomach clench and your pulsating hole clamp around his cock, finally cumming all over his leaking member.

It felt fuzzy for a while. Your brain had practically gone numb from your orgasm, leaving you too far gone to register ron’s loud groans and pants, only focusing on the feeling of his seed filling you up, and the wet, lewd sounds of his cock thrusting into your wet, dripping cunt stuffed full of the mixture of both of your juices.

‘So, so good. wanna keep filling you up forever—fuck.’ Ron felt himself go dumb, mindlessly thrusting his overstimulated dick in and out of your pussy, the warmth too addictive to pull out from despite the pain he felt. Nevertheless, the sight of your closed eyes and heavy pants pulled him to realization. He laughed softly at your whines, pleading him to fill you up again, before he pulled his pants back up, fastening his belt.

Due to the classroom setting—which Ron eventually realized its inconvenience during the aftermath of sex—he hesitantly put your panties back on your body, slightly cringing at the sight of them becoming damp to the lack of adequate clothes around to wipe you clean.

‘Ah, sorry, love.’ he whispered as he dressed you once again, fixing your skirt and buttoning your blouse, occasionally pressing loving, doting kisses around your face in an attempt to bring you back to proper consciousness.

Alas, your head simply rested on his chest as you closed your eyes, sleepy as usual after sex. You felt yourself flush as Ron lifted your face so that your eyes could meet. What amused you was how shy he became after completely rearranging your insides. You felt your heart swell at the sight of his flustered expression and red ears.

‘Let’s go back to my dorm, okay? I can take care of you there—or—on second thought—do you think the prefect's bathroom would be better—’ you cut his sheepish rambling off with a soft peck on his lips before pulling him into a gentle hug, to which he enthusiastically responded to, wrapping his arms around your frame, projecting his warmth onto you.

‘Let’s do prefects bathroom. Round two there?’

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whorediaries-09 · 3 months

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help give me just ron smut with pure filth😭🥴

maybe a hi would've been nice, but fanfics writers are not humans anyways. here you go.

into you;

pairing- ron weasley x reader warning(s)- 18+ content, porn without plot, as the request goes. a/n- ah yeah.

the slut club

a little less conversation and a little more touch my body 'cause I'm so into you, into you, into you

his touch was fire on your skin, burning you up, turning you into ashes. your chest heaved with the exhaustion that crept on your over stimulated body, as he curled his fingers into you, and the familiar bubble of orgasm crept upon you. you had almost lost count of how many times he had made you cum that night, and from the devilish smirk on his face, you knew the night wasn't nearly over.

not that you were complaining.

your throat may have been raw, your face may have been soaked in tears of torturous pleasure, but the sweet delirious lust still hung, not dying until he put his cock into you, and wrecked your guts out. he was enjoying the slow torture upon you, driving you into an edge of insanity where all you could think about was him, and solely him.

'you're my dirty little slut aren't you?' he questions, positioning his cock on the slit of your slick cunt. you nod, your senses on cloud nine when he teases your puffy clit with his tip. his curls tickled your nose as he mockingly nodded,

'yeah? answer me won't you?'

'please ron, i need you inside me, i'm just yours,'

his fingers dug into the skin of your waist as he pushed himself inside you. he stretched you out so deliciously, a burning stretch that made you gasp loudly. your eyes widened at his girth filling you up so nicely, as if you were made for him.

'oh-shit ron,' you squealed as he manhandled you, with him under you and you over him. he wrapped his hands around your waist, pulling your body down, snuggling his face between the warmth of your breasts. his teeth sunk into your skin, his cock rhythmically thrusting into you, hitting spots that had you seeing stars.

his pubic hair teased your clit, pushing you over the edge, your eyes rolling backwards as he pushed into you, wrecking you into a blubbering mess. it was as if you were pushed into a paradise you'd never want to escape, you'd never want to leave. it felt like a sinful ride through your pleasures when you heard his moans against your soft skin, as he breathed you in.

when your orgasm snapped, you were liberated on exhaustion, as he held onto you, fucking into you, as if tying into melt into you, as if trying to get through your skin. he was a raging maniacal mess chasing his high when your walls convulsed around his girth, ripping out his orgasm through his body into yours. he whimpered, emptying out his cum into you, holding your shaky thighs as he came down from the high pleasure he lost himself into.

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slytherweasley · 7 months

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Play fight (Ron Weasley x reader)

Warnings: male receiving head, swearing

Summary: y/n and Ron often play fight, most times Ron disappears to the bathroom for a while and they act oblivious to their feelings but this time y/n makes a move on her best friend.

You lay on Ron’s bed cuddled up in his arms as you take a nap together. Ron had come back from Quidditch practise so you had the afternoon together. The two of you were completely exhausted from the long week you had.

Ron had woken up first but he let you sleep. You stirred in your sleep as you slowly woke up. “Good nap?” He asks quickly making space between the two of you “very good” you stretch out towards him.

You and Ron aren’t dating but you’ve known each other since you were children. You were completely comfortable around him that included cuddles and pecks on the cheek, you craved more but neither of you wanted to potentially ruin your friendship.

You try to cuddle back up with him and he reluctantly gives in “what’s wrong? Sick of my cuddles already?” You pucker your lips moving them towards his face to tease him as he avoids your kisses. “You’re so clingy” he jokes.

Your teasing turns into play fighting, his hands wrap around your arms as you try to fight each other off. He moves his body to straddle you his knees digging into the mattress. You reach up to grab his biceps trying to move him but he’s stronger than you. Your next move is to wrap your legs around his waist, you use your strength and eventually he collapsed on top of you, you keep your legs wrapped around his waist and flip yourself around so you’re sitting on top of him.

You move the hair out of your face and see Ron’s red face and you realise what you’re doing to him, usually it’s easy to ignore as he rushes off to the bathroom for a few minutes but this time you can feel his dick pressed against your ass. “Everything okay?” you ask “yeah fine I just need to go to the bathroom” “I’ll come with you” “No” he says “it’s fine I need to pee” “you should stay here.”

“Ron, stay. I’ll take care of you” “I don’t know if it’s a good idea” “I want you, I know you want me too so let’s just try” you lean down to press a brief kiss on his lips. As you pull away from the kiss his lips pull you back in, you both pull away breathless.

“Here. Sit down on the bed” Ron sits down and watches as you get down on your knees in front of him “bloody hell” he says nervously “relax” you tell him. You felt exhilarated it was probably an adrenaline rush. You had never had experience in anything like this before and neither did Ron.

Your fingers slip under the waistband of his pants and underwear as you pull it down in a swift motion. Your spit on your hand and move it up and down, you look up at Ron as he’s watching you carefully.

You open your mouth and use your tongue to lick from the base to the head, Ron lets out a small moan. You wrap your lips around his tip and make your way down as far as you can. Your head moves up and and down at a comfortable pace.

Ron had never seen you like this before. He’d only thought of you in this way in his imagination when he’s alone but he didn’t think you’d even know how to give a blowjob. You’re not innocent per se rather inexperienced considering Ron was the only guy on your mind.

Usually he thinks of you as pretty and beautiful and gorgeous but you’re a whole other level when you’ve got his cock in your mouth.

You started going deeper occasionally gagging but Ron seemed to like the feeling. You feel Ron’s body start to relax and his demeanour changes “feels so good.” The longer you’re sucking on his dick the easier it becomes as it becomes wet.

Ron moves his hand to your head and starts stroking your hair. “Fuck I’m so close you probably want to pull out” he warns but you continue “fuck” Ron groans as he finishes in your mouth.

You swallow and take your mouth off his dick with a popping sound. “Bloody hell, I think I just experienced heaven” he says pressing a kiss to your forehead and lips.

“Where did you learn that?” He asks “I didn’t, I honestly was just watching you and seeing what worked.” Ron lays down beside you on the bed “I’ll try not to rile you up again” you say as he holds a tight grip around you keeping you in his arms.

“So, do you think we might work?” You ask nuzzling into his neck “yes considering I don’t think I’ll ever want to let go of you” you press your lips to his. “Our parents are going to go wild” you say “we should probably think of another story about how we got together” he suggests “I think that’s a good idea.”

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imajinxnation · 4 months

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Yule Ball

Harry Potter Boys x FEM!READER

SUMMARY // Your yule ball dress and how the boys react to your astounding beauty😘

TW // Fluff, Poly!Fred&George, FEMALE READER..

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NO INCEST ON FRED & GEORGE'S PART!!🤢🤮

There's only 10 gifs allowed per post so lmk if ya'll want a part two with others!!

Harry Potter

When he first sees you walk into the room, your blood red dress swaying as you walk with confidence, he is stunned into silence. All he can do is give a goofy smile and admire your beauty as speaking is not an option unless he wants to say something embarrassing.

Ron Weasley

Oh Christ.. As soon as he sees you, it takes his brain a minute to fully comprehend the absolute goddess standing in front of him. When he finally snaps out of his daze, he gives this really dumb laugh and smiles, blushing before looking down at the ground, not wanting you to see him looking like a fool.

Cedric Diggory

Once he sees you in this gorgeous, innocent yellow coloured dress, he smiles, his hand out for you to take as he asks you to dance with him. He looks cool and calm on the outside.. but he is screaming on the inside at how flawlessly beautiful you look, and also hoping that he won't embarrass himself tonight.

Neville Longbottom

Most people would probably think he'd be the most foolishly in love out of all the boys, but I disagree. He would smile gently, his eyes lovestruck as always when he sees you. He acts pretty normally around you other than his constant smile. He's not freaking out like the others because, in his eyes, this is how you always look; like a goddess.

Fred & George Weasley

The fact that you look like an Angel next to these to mischevious demons is no coincidence. All three of you have agreed that your their Angel to their Demon. So when they saw you in this pure white dress, they laughed, knowing what you were going for, while also staring at you with so much love in their eyes.

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siriusblackloml · 6 months

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Day 2 - Ron Weasley (Kinktober 2023)

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 600+

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: slight dom/sub implications, hickies (MDNI 18+)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist┊Day 3

The fluffy blankets engulf your body in a state of calmness. This part of the day was your favorite; where both you and your boyfriend Ron would come together and just lie in one another’s peace and tranquility. It gave you time to meditate after such a stressful class schedule. Without a doubt, it also gave you enough time to develop the willpower to actually do homework at a later point. But when you and Ron were so wrapped up in one another's minds, it was times like this where nothing else in the world mattered. Only him.

And today, he was to make sure that you would focus on him and him only. Ron had you underneath his body weight. Not enough to crush you, but enough to pin you in place while he kissed you softly. While your bodies were clashing together amongst the soft sheets of your bed, you giggled loudly and held onto Ron’s shoulders as his lips traveled to your jawline. “Ron, you are so cheeky, you know that?”

“Hm?” Ron questioned, lifting his head up to look you in the eyes. He playfully batted his eyelashes in a way that made you giggle even more. He was such a dork; but at the same time, he knew exactly what he was doing. You knew it, too, but you didn’t dare stop him. “What’s wrong, love? Are you saying you don’t like me kissing you?”

You shake your head, laughing again as his lips attach themselves to your jawline again. He sucked softly at the skin, spit trailing from your jaw to your neck as he ventured further and further down. You have to briefly close your eyes the moment his mouth is hovering over the sweet spot in your neck. Trying to control your breathing as to not get away the immediate turn on that was firing up your body, you casually say, “I love them, Ron. You’re just acting so silly right now-”

Your words are cut off as a soft moan elicits your mouth. Ron had started to kiss the crook of your neck even harder, pulling the skin in between his teeth to leave a mark. Your lower half was positively throbbing with excitement as he kissed your neck over and over again. This kind of skin on skin contact was what made you eager for even more.

Ron notices the way that you had stopped talking. He smiles into your neck, leaving multiple kisses and whispering, “I just want to mark you up so badly, Y/N. Let everyone know you’re mine.”

You weren’t against the idea, per say. You didn’t want to necessarily look like a scamp around Hogwarts, though. At the same time, you loved being able to show off that you belonged to Ron Weasley. You loved knowing people would be able to look at your neck and just know he probably pounds you senseless every night for hours on end, leaving you a broken mess by the end of every session. Your heart beats out of your chest and he starts to suck harshly at the skin again, making you moan loudly.

“F-Fine, just a couple though.” You tell him as you continue to zone out, letting Ron attack your neck over and over again.

Later that night, you look in the mirror and nearly gasp at the sight. Your breath hitches and your core tingles with excitement at the look of your neck. It was colored with blues, purples, and hues of red up and down the sides. Ron had done a number on you, all in order to prove to the school that he owned everything about you. He had done a great job at it. Almost too well, if you had to be honest with yourself. How on earth were you to cover this up for classes tomorrow?

Then again, you weren’t supposed to, were you?

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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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Hey, can you do an scenario with you and Ron Weasley under a blanket around your friends watching a movie and Ron decides to finger you quietly without anyone knowing?

Not a problem, hope you enjoy

Warnings: Smut, public setting, fingering

Smut under the cut

Honestly, you'd seen this movie a million times and every time it only seemed to get more hacky, but when Harry mentioned that the only thing he wanted to do for his birthday was watch a movie with his friends, you agreed. It helped that Ron had brought a blanket for the two of you to share, giving you a reason to be resting against his strong chest. It wasn't that you and Ron were keeping your relationship a secret, but more that Hermione and Harry hadn't caught on. You were sort of keeping a bet, seeing what would make them notice first, and you should've known that Ron was up to something from the moment that he had presented the blanket with a smirk, but honestly you'd thought nothing of it... That is, until he began to slip his fingers between your thighs, circling your clit outside your sweatpants. This was fine at first, you could ignore it mostly, but after a moment, he slipped his hand into the loose waistband of your sweatpants. You widened your eyes and did your best not to jump as you glanced around. Shit.

"What are you doing?" You hiss, trying to push his hand away as you glanced over to where Hermione and Harry were sitting. Thankfully they hadn't caught on, they were too engrossed in the film. Ron merely chuckled and pushed your hands back with ease, slipping your panties to the side. You felt the pads of his fingers graze your clit, making you shiver against him.

"Shh... Movie." He whispered, and you chewed on your lip, spreading your legs a bit more as he slipped two fingers inisde of you. You clenched your jaw and let out a harsh breath to keep from moaning. He stilled them inside of you, which was almost worse... it made you want to beg him to continue.

"Ron-." He started fucking you, moving his fingers quickly, making you stop mid sentence. "Fuck." You whined, and Ron clapped a hand over your mouth for a moment. Neither Harry or Hermione heard, lucklily.

"Keep quiet." Ron murmured in your ear. You let your head loll back as your mouth dropped open. He sped his fingers up and you felt your cheeks burn when you realized you could hear how wet you were. Luckily, it was loud enough in the room that only you and Ron could hear it. He groaned. "God, you're so fucking wet... Wish you were riding my cock instead." You nodded. Riding his cock was fucking amazing, he was so fucking good. He added another finger, making you clench your jaw as your eyes rolled back. Fuck, you felt so full.

"Me too." You sighed, and Ron increased his pace, making you tuck your face into his neck

"Y/N? Are you alright?" Harry asked, and before you could respond, Ron waved him off as he began massaging a spot deep inside of you, making you see stars.

"She's fine, don't worry." He said, and then he turned to you, chuckling darkly into your ear as he brought his thumb forward to rub your clit, making you gasp. "Pay attention to the movie, love. Can't let them know how easily you're taking my fingers right in front of them... Think it'd shock them a bit." Ron murmured, and you chewed on your lips, wrapping yoru hand around Ron's wrist so you could grind more discretely on his fingers. He curled his fingers again, making you tremble.

"Ron, faster, please..." You whined into his ear, grabbing blindly under the blanket until your hand landed on his cock, squeezing him through his pants.

"Merlin, you're loving this, aren't you?" He asked, and you nodded, sliding your hand into his pants so you could wrap your fingers around his cock. He let out a breathy groan in your ear, increasing his pace.

"Mhm..." You stroked his cock as you felt the knot in your lower stomach tighten. Shit, you were so close... "Oh, fuck..." The knot snapped, making you tremble as you bit down onto Ron's shoulder, trying your best to mask your moans.

"Are you cumming?" He whispered, and you nodded, clawing into his shoulder.

"Yes..." You gasped "Ron... ohmygod." You murmured, Ron's fingers pushing you right into a second orgasm, one that had you shaking and trembling by the time it was over. No one was real around you aside from Ron, not at first. Not until you felt someone tap on your shoulder.

"Y/N?" Harry asked, and you were still grinning lazily, your eyes closed.

"Hm?"

"Could you pass me the popcorn?" Harry asked, and you blinked, coming back into yourself. Movie. Popcorn. Harry's birthday. Right.

"Oh! Yeah, of course. Sorry." You didn't know how many times he'd asked, genuinely. But he merely waved you off and kept watching. Good.

"All good."

"Meet me in the bathroom." You whispered into Ron's ear, and you could feel him squirm. The tips of his ears turned red as he nodded.

"Uh... Okay." He responded, and you got up, stretching and yawning.

"I'll be right back." You said, and Hermione sat up, grasping around for the remote.

"Do you want us to pause?" Hermione asked, and you shook your head, giving her a smile as you straightened out your sweatpants, feeling the wetness on your panties.

"No, I've seen it." You insisted, and you walked to the bathroom, straightening your appearance in the mirror. Nothing was truly out of place, but you looked a bit frazzeled. You heard the door shut behind you and saw Ron standing in the door, a satisfied grin on his face. You could see the print of his cock through his pants, hard and straining. Merlin, you wanted to wrap your lips around it and make him scream.

"That was hot-." You pushed him, poking his chest hard. Yes, that was hot, but it was also fucking insane.

"You are evil." You responded, and Ron chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing your bodies together.

"C'mon love, don't be like that... we both know that you enjoyed yourself, no harm done." You kissed him deeply, tangling your fingers into his red hair, pressing him into the bathroom wall. You felt his strong hands on your waist, grinding you against his cock, making you moan. At that point, he pulled away from you with a cocky grin. "Now get on your knees before they realize we're gone." Ron instructed, and you felt your knees hit the cold bathroom floor as you stared up at him, pulling his pajama pants down his thighs.

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theromcommotel · 11 months

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R. WEASLEY X READER !!

prompt: ronald weasley discovers his massive crush on y/n l/n, but he may have made it a bit too obvious…

requested by: no one

warnings: none(?), seamus being an ass for a bit, everyone hating on seamus😭 (ilhsm, seamus is my baby)

gryffindor!fem!reader x ronald b. weasley

“i’m in love!” the younger weasley boy shouted, maybe a bit too loudly, bursting into the boys gryffindor dormitory.

“who’s the next victim, and how do you plan to torture them this time?” seamus smirked, raising his eyebrows in response.

“shut up, seamus.” ronald spat to the irish boy, somewhat jokingly.

“yeah, cmon, who is it? don’t keep us waiting.” neville replied from one of the beds, suddenly putting down his herbology book.

“well… it’s uh, this girl, y/n l/n.” ronald said, rubbing the back of his neck with a small smile.

“damn ron, she’s hot snatch! you sure you can do this?” seamus joked again.

“seamus! stop being such a git!” dean said shoving his best friend lightly.

“so, you gonna ask her to the yule ball? it’s coming up soon.” harry suggested.

“yeah! i’m gonna write her love letters every day till the week before, and boom! she’ll be smitten!” the youngest weasley boy said confidently, puffing out his chest.

“suureee….” george sighed, rolling his eyes with a grin.”

“shut it!”

dear y/n,

hello y/n. i have something i must say, i have quite the fancy for you.

but the sad thing to say is that i’m not too sure how exactly to tell you.

i’ll give you a new hint every passing day - up until exactly one week before the yule ball.

hint: gryffindor 4th year.

“my goodness! y/n! i can’t believe it!” hermione said, peering over the letter the girl had gotten from her owl.

“y/n! you have a secret admirer!” hermione said again, getting all excited.

“well, i have no clue who it could be.” y/n reminded.

“it could be anyone in our house and year! harry, ron, dean, neville, seamus-”

“okay okay! i get it!” the girl next to hermione laughed.

“anyone your hoping it to be?” hermione asked nudging her close friend.

“anyone but seamus.” y/n joked.

“hey! what’s wrong with me!” seamus laughed, putting a hand to his heart.

“so do you know who it is?” hermione questioned.

“oh yeah it’s!-”

“NO ONE.” dean smiled as he yelped, covering the mouth of a now flailing seamus finnigan.

“oh really?” y/n asked giving a blank stare.

“nO ONE YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT.” dean said, his smiling getting even bigger and bigger, showing he was up to something, his hand still one seamus mouth.

“uh, sure.” hermione said, turning y/n away.

just before the girls were going to bed in the gryffindor dorms the next night, an owl came fluttering through, which so happened to be yours.

a letter was plopped onto your nightstand and without a second beat, your owl flew off.

dear y/n

it’s me, once again, you looked really nice today

i’ve never seen your hair like that, all wavy and stuff. not to straight, but not to curly, you looked stunning.

do it again sometime

hint: i’m a ginger

“so? what’s the hint?” hermione asked, coming over to your bed.

“he’s a ginger. it’s ronald.”

“how do you know that though? there could be more than one ginger in our year and house!” hermione reminded.

“who else could it be then?” y/n queried.

…

“exactly what i thought.” y/n smirked in victory.

“well? are you gonna say yes?” hermione asked, getting more and more excited.

“yeah, yeah i will.”

as the days passed, the hints became more and more obvious, confirming it was infact ronald weasley.

and the fact that seamus, for the life of him can’t keep his mouth shut, even if he means no harm.

it was time for the yule ball.

it was time to meet ron.

you adjust your dress one last time, walking into the ballroom, trying to find your date.

“hi there, you look like a dream.”

you turn, to see ron, in some somewhat questionable dress robes - but still looking very handsome.

“hi, thank you.”

music started playing, and the ginger to the fore of you held out his hand.

“may i have this dance?”

“yes…yes you may.”

the two of you waltzed to the center of the flooring, he bowed, leaving a kiss to your knuckles.

he put his hand on your waist, as you did his shoulder, and you two began to dance along to the music.

“i love you, y’know that?”

“i think i figured out that much, captain obvious, i love you too.”

if there’s anything offensive and/or inaccurate feel free to let me know!~

reblogs and likes are appreciated!! <3

hermy,

signing off <3

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prettypeppermint · 8 months

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the unchosen one.

for r. weasley.

You pulled back for one second to look at his face. His eyes.

One second. It took only that thin shaving of time for that familiar sting to rush to your nose. You felt blood in your cheeks as your vision welled with a glassy kaleidoscope. He looked so magnetic, and for a second, you saw an inexplicable glimpse of his youth in the way his lip twitched.

He didn't ask what was the matter. He didn't say a word.

All he did was hold you. Like a vine to a wall. His chin found its place on top of your head. His strong arms were so conscious of your existence in them.

"Before you, I thought I knew everything," you whispered, your voice slick with saliva and an unspoken word. "But it feels like my life begins over and over again every time I see you. And I wish I could just be a simple girl and give you a simple kiss and make simple love like simple people do. But I'm not simple; I've never been and never will be. But you make me feel like, for once in my life, I'm just that--the simple girl I've always dreamed of being.

"And I wish you knew love when you saw it the first time. Because loving you is like a gift no one else will ever be able to open. When I see your face when we're kissing or making love I can't help but get absorbed into everything that is you. I can't help but want to cry for some alien reason I can never quite explain. You move me to places I never knew I could go. And I love you. And I choose you. Over and over again."

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lazuli-writes · 10 months

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Outtakes - 100 More Headcanons

summary: 100 more headcanons of Ron after being sorted into Slytherin.

estimated word count: 4400 words

a/n: Remember folks, copying other people’s works is plagiarism and that’s illegal. Don’t be that kind of person. Anyways, hope you all enjoy it :)

©little-lazuli. Do not copy, repost, or translate without permission

There were 13 students sorted into Slytherin house in 1991: Millicent Bulstrode, Vincent Crabbe, Tracey Davis, Gregory Goyle, Daphne Greengrass, Xander Lofthouse, Draco Malfoy, Lily Moon, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Richard Pike, Ronald Weasley and Blaise Zabini.

Percy was the first person in Ron’s immediate family to accept his status as a member of Slytherin house.

Ron and Daphne first met in the conical crypt. He was hiding in the far off crypt—located in the dungeons—crying because he finally received a reply from his mother about his sorting.

The first major, magical accident caused by Ron’s use of a faulty, second hand wand, was when he accidentally destroyed his desk. His use of Diffindo nearly took his toes off, along with the right corner of his table.

Draco and his close friends back in first year—Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe—had disabled the alarm charm on Ron’s bed in the first week of school. If it wasn’t for Theo waking Ron up most mornings, Ron would have probably been late to class or breakfast every morning.

Theo and Daphne are maternal cousins, with their mothers being sisters of an Italian pure-blood family.

Ron still has two slashing scars that travel across the right side of his chest, from when Theo used sectumsempra on Ron.

When Ron and Tracey met Mr. Bartholomew Greengrass, the duo thought the man was part veela because of his “immense beauty.” When asked by Tracey if such was true, Mr. Greengrass’ response was that he was Welsh.

Nobody noticed, but Draco usually hesitated before making his typical comments about Ron, because he was always hung up on the fact that a Weasley was in Slytherin.

Ron used to play chess against the older students of his house, in an effort to gamble a few sickles into his hand. This habit of his is what prompted Theo to convince Gemma Farley to challenge Ron to chess. Though Ron lost, Gemma gave him the money and extended an invitation for Ron to join the Hogwarts chess club.

Gianna Greengrass adored Ron and Tracey from the moment she met them. She was so happy to see her daughter and nephew making friends. She enjoyed stuffing the quartet and Astoria with Zuppa Inglese.

Tabby the house elf, the head elf of the Greengrass family, thought Ron was part giant the first time they met.

Ron’s crush on Gemma grew into existence during his times sneaking off to Greengrass Manor for Chess club practice. Gemma and he were the only Slytherins in the club. As the two best players, Mr. Greengrass (a former Slytherin) favored spending his time mentoring the two.

Astoria usually spent time with the quartet when they hung out together at the manor.

The first time Ron lied about his whereabouts over the summer so that he could attend chess club meetings, Theo gave him ice cream as both a reward for lying and to cheer him up.

Ron and Theo once tried making one of the abandoned classrooms in the dungeons their secret hideout… it did not last, courtesy of Professor Snape.

When Percy discovered that the Golden Trio had thrown the firecracker that caused Ron to get hit with boiling solution—and later sent to the Hospital Wing, he was furious. Percy was incensed however when he discovered that the trio obtained the firecracker from his twin brothers Fred and George.

Harry and Ron’s friendship began to dwindle after the Boiling potion incident. It came to a temporary end after Ron caught the trio infiltrating Slytherin.

Ron became a suspect for being the Heir of Slytherin after Draco made a joke about it to the Slytherin quidditch team. The team then started spreading rumors around the school.

Mr. Greengrass was initially angry with Theo and Ron for going into the Chamber of Secrets, sending them a howler. However, Mrs. Greengrass later revealed via letter how he was simply upset that the two were in danger. She sent the boys a package of cookies as an apology for her husband’s anger.

Because of his part in saving her life in the Chamber of Secrets, Theo was the only one of Ron’s housemates that Ginny liked. She only started getting along with Daphne during the three months in which Ron stayed in St. Mungo’s Hospital.

Bill was the one to write letters to Ron informing him of Cedrella Weasley and Lucretia Prewett. Two relatives of their parents—both of who were from the House of Black and were both sorted into Slytherin. Ron was astounded with the news and took the time to learn about them. This was where his private connection with Cedrella was born.

He would never admit this, but Professor Snape’s favorite in the Silver Quartet was always Tracey. Tracey was the best out of the four at potions. And when he used light legilimency, she never held negative thoughts in her head about him.

Both Fred and George were upset for the first few days after Ron had locked them in that vault. They didn’t like being upstaged by their younger brother. They felt bad however, when Ron was told he couldn’t go to Diagon Alley with the rest of the family. In hopes of cheering him up, they snuck him back some chocolate frogs.

For his third year, Ron decided to take three elective classes and one extra-curricular class: Ancient Runes, Divination, Muggle Studies & Magical Theory Class.

Ron didn’t take Arithmancy like the rest of the quartet because he had a difficult time handling numbers. Though he could do calculations with ease. He struggled associating numbers with magical nuance.

When Molly found out Arthur allowed Ron to travel to America for a Chess tournament, despite him being on punishment, she cooked dinners Arthur disliked for a week. She only found out after she realized Ron’s clock hand was on traveling rather than school, a day after Christmas.

George was the first to realize Ron had gotten a new wand. He, Fred and Ginny were all amazed at the lore behind the wand. The twins even tried to persuade Ron into allowing them to try the wand out, but were staunchly refused.

When Sirius Black attacked the entrance of Slytherin House, Professor Snape was said to be in a “fury unlike any other” many of his own students remained cautious and weary of the angry potions master for a fortnight.

When Ron and Draco got into an argument over Buckbeak, Sirius Black attacked the two out by Hagrid’s Hut. Black transformed into a human and threatened them both. Despite Black injuring his leg, Ron threw himself in front of Draco. Black only left after realizing that Ron’s pet rat was not with him.

Daphne and Theo intended to hurt Draco when Ron ended up in the hospital wing. This was due to Ron throwing himself in front of Draco before Sirius Black. However, Tracey threatened to hex them when the two cousins had cornered Draco.

For his end of term project for Magical Theory, instead of presenting his findings on attempting Telepathy through Legilimency, Ron presented his information on crafting an original healing spell. These findings would eventually evolve to create his original spell, Dolorem Absolvo: a spell aimed at transferring one’s pain unto the caster.

Narcissa Malfoy was enraged when she learned that her cousin, Sirius Black, had intimidated Draco. She wished to go after him, but Lucius refused to allow her to leave their manor.

The argument between Arthur and Ron at the Quidditch World Cup was the first time Bill and Charlie witnessed their father and youngest brother yell at one another.

Mr. Greengrass was approached numerous times with bribes to restrict Ron from competing in local chess tournaments. He refused, however.

Daphne felt insulted when Tracey told her that Ron had been asked out to the Yule ball by a Beauxbaton girl. Hence why she was adamant in accepting Ron’s offer, when he asked for her help in buying new robes.

Theo was the seventh person to ask Tracey to the Yule ball and the only Slytherin to ask her.

Ron and Daphne were originally going to wear blue to the Yule Ball. But Tracey had stated that “blue clothes on Ron diminishes the blue of his eyes.” So instead, the couple defaulted to wearing silver and green.

Daphne once kissed Ron in front of his siblings in an effort to get them to stop teasing him.

When Theo found out Ron and Daphne had started dating, he gave Ron a hard time in classes for around a month. His attitude only changed when Daphne threatened to tell Tracey he checks her out sometimes.

By the end of his fourth year, Ron had lost his passion for Chess, instead wanting to focus on other matters in his life: mostly his friends and private studies.

When the Silver Quartet snuck out to Diagon Alley in the spring term of their fourth year—to deposit their looted items from the Room of Hidden Things—they nearly got away, but Ron’s brother Bill had caught them sneaking out. Ron got a lecture from Bill, an angry letter from his parents and detention with the quartet from Professor Snape.

Slytherin House was said to have been thick with tension following the announcement that Voldemort had returned. Many refused to acknowledge the possibility while others indulged in the pure-blood mania.

The duel between Draco Malfoy and Gregory Goyle is what solidified the divide in the Slytherin fifth years. Those who challenged High Inquisitor Umbridge’s reign: the quartet (Tracey, Daphne, Theo & Ron) and Draco’s Gang (Draco, Blaise & Pansy). And the rest of their housemates who joined the Inquisitorial Squad and aided in the tormenting of other houses at Umbridge’s request.

Theo is the only person of the Silver quartet to not have crafted his own original spell.

George initially wished to approach Ron in joining Dumbledore’s Army. But Fred, Ginny and the Golden Trio convinced him otherwise. Ginny suggested Theo, but in the end, the Trio and Fred chose to approach Tracey Davis. She refused to join however after they told her she couldn’t tell anyone. After subverting the jinxes Hermione Granger casted on her to prevent her from telling, Tracey told the Silver Quartet of Dumbledore’s Army. Ron was hurt that his own siblings lied to his face when approached about the subject.

In exchange for Daphne’s aid in avoiding the Inquisitorial Squad, Pansy Parkinson taught Tracey and Daphne how to apparate. Ron and Theo would later learn from the girls. Daphne also got Pansy to translate Aramaic & Sanskrit scripts—this played a part in Daphne’s eventual translation of Parseltongue script.

Throughout all five years of which he attended Hogwarts, Ron found a way to accumulate money. In his first year, he played chess against his fellow Slytherins, winning a couple sickles with every win. In his second year, he won 100 galleons at the national chess tournament. During his third year, he won 500 galleons at an international chess tournament. His fourth year, Ron played two domestic chess tournaments, winning another 100 galleons. Also, the Silver Quartet emptied the Room of Hidden Things, where Ron generated a profit of approximately 70000 galleons. And lastly, when the silver quartet started exploring the Chamber of Secrets in their fifth year, Ron and Theo harvested and sold the remains of the dead basilisk, garnering around 98000 galleons.

After kidnapping them, Voldemort made Ron duel Antonin Dolohov. Waging that should Ron defeat Dolohov, Daphne’s parents would be spared. Ron used sanguisuga on Dolohov, nearly winning the duel. However, Nagini jumped after Ron, distracting him enough for Dolohov to use the cruiciatus curse, incapacitating Ron. Voldemort then proceeded to kill Daphne’s parents in front of the two teens. It was then that Ron took Daphne’s place of receiving the dark mark, after Voldemort made it clear he wished for the Greengrass wealth to aid his cause.

The first person Ron, Daphne and Astoria went to for help was Theo, who had been stuck with his father at Nott Manor and Tracey, who spent Christmas with her parents. Theo and later Tracey, both tried to come up with ideas on where the Greengrass sisters could stay once the school year ended. Ron chose to eventually house them in a muggle inn at Ottery St. Catchpole, deeming Hogwarts and Nott Manor as too risky.

Draco, Blaise and Pansy saved Graham Montague after he was locked away in a Vanishing Cabinet. In exchange for saving him, Montague left the Inquisitorial Squad and owed them a favor.

The Battle at the Department of Mysteries—which led to Voldemort’s reveal and the incarceration of much of his forces—granted Ron and Daphne the time they needed to formulate a plan to evade and defect from being death eaters & sympathizers. In that time, though his status as a death eater was revealed to his family, Ron later denounced his status when he amputated his left arm. He and later the quartet would work together to go on missions, saving muggles and muggle-borns.

Bill and Charlie were the last to learn about Ron’s disownment. Charlie because it took a while for Ginny’s letter to reach him. And Bill because he hadn’t yet read Ginny’s letter when he got a floo call from George about Ron’s disownment and Fred throwing him out of their shop.

Following Ron’s disownment, Ginny sent out letters to the family, hoping for anyone to help Ron should they find him. It’s because of her letter that Aunt Muriel was alerted to Ron having the dark mark. Muriel’s willingness to aid Ron was born from Ginny’s words in her letter.

Voldemort never learned of Ron and Daphne’s active defiance in the war, instead believing that the two were simply hiding from him. He didn’t discover that Ron had moved against his cause until the eventual Skirmish at Malfoy Manor, where Ron and the quartet killed the Lestrange brothers and Bellatrix’s unborn child.

In the Attack of the Bones Family Home, Tracey single handedly saved Madam Amelia Bones, when she dueled Theo’s father for the first time. Sending the death eater flying back into a wall before apparating away with an unconscious Madam Bones.

The Silver Quartet’s saving of Emmeline Vance was an accident. The quartet were aiding Theo in his escape from his father, who intended for Theo to take the dark mark. On their way flying from Nottingham, they witnessed a group of snatchers ambushing Emmeline in the fields of Owler Tor. Rushing to her aid, the seven snatchers were quickly overwhelmed. The event saw Ron kill another living being for the first time.

Emmeline and Madam Bones, presumed dead by the Wizarding public, were initially upset at the assumptions. It was Theo and Tracey that convinced the two witches to use this as an advantage in the war. With this opportunity, the two witches began the operation in creating safe houses for muggles and muggle-borns.

Molly didn’t talk to Arthur for three weeks after Ron’s disownment. When she finally did, she screamed at him and even threw hexes at him. It took Bill, Fleur and the Twins intervening to halt Molly’s rage.

Molly made a promise the day after she screamed at Arthur, “If I have to bury my son Arthur… I will never forgive you. I promise you that.”

Madam Bones used her political connections to open up port key access out of the isles. Basing herself out of the Isle of Wight, she awaited the quartet to bring refugees. Whom she would then send them off to safety in muggle France, Italy and Germany.

The kidnapping of Percy Weasley and Audrey Honywood occurred after Percy refused to aid his brother Ron in fear of death eaters watching him in the ministry. Saving both his brother and his not-yet girlfriend, Ron with the Silver Quartet took them to aunt Muriel’s house where they remained hidden for a time. The two would later join the Silver quartet in their numerous adventures and missions.

The Silver Quartet’s first mission, assigned by Emmeline, was to halt a possible death eater attack in or around muggle Manchester. The mission was a success, with Emmeline and Tracey dueling known death eater Jugson. Halting his gang’s assault on a muggle park.

Ron had two boggarts. His first known boggart being Professor Gilderoy Lockhart attempting to obliviate him; the result of Ron’s duel with the fraud in his second year. His second and current boggart, taking the form of his father, Arthur Weasley, with his wand raised and ready to curse him.

On his 17th birthday—in accordance with wizarding tradition—Muriel gifted Ron a sapphire-encrusted pocket watch. The pocket watch once belonged to her brother, Ron’s great-grandfather. Along with the watch, she also commissioned a magical prosthetic arm made of bronze, to replace his amputated left arm.

When asked, Muriel told Ron many stories of her niece-in-law, Lucretia Prewett, née Black. Ron learned that Lucretia and Cedrella were as close as sisters. They were essentially the Sirius Blacks of their generation. The only difference being that Lucretia was never disowned while Cedrella was. The two women were both anti-blood purists, both were Slytherins, both married a wizard less wealthy then they, and wizards who defied blood purity.

Tracey and Daphne’s first kill was a shared event. They killed Gregory Goyle’s father, who led a massive assault on muggle Edinburgh. The Skirmish at Edinburgh Castle occurred concurrently with the Battle of the Astronomy Tower.

The Order of the Phoenix was divided after the death of its leader, Albus Dumbledore. Minerva McGonagall and Alastor Moody led the main faction. Severus Snape, alongside Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini all remained secret spies in support of the main Order. And Emmeline’s faction, who remained unknown and unacknowledged until after the war.

Emmeline Vance inducted the Silver Quartet into the Order of the Phoenix, following the funeral of Albus Dumbledore.

The quartet fought in the Battle of the Seven Potters after Theo, who was undercover in Diagon Alley, witnessed Severus Snape confund Mundungus Fletcher. Aunt Muriel confirmed this after she revealed her home was set to become a safe house. The quartet, alongside Percy Weasley, Audrey Honywood and Emmeline Vance, awaited on brooms in the outskirts of Surrey. Each of the seven were tasked with protecting a decoy and splitting up to grant coverage. It was Daphne who acted as a second shield for Harry Potter. However, she was shot out of the sky by Voldemort, barely apparating herself to safety in time. Percy and Ron both dueled Severus Snape, after he was seen tailing their brother George and Remus Lupin. Percy stepped in the way of a sectumsempra, causing the spell to simply slash the arms of both Percy and George. Following this, the quartet and allies fled north to Audrey’s flat in Coventry as most of the decoys had presumed to have escaped.

At Muriel’s behest, and under disguise, Ron and Daphne attended Bill and Fleur’s wedding. There they met Barney Weasley and later fought in the death eater attack on the reception. Daphne saved Charlie Weasley’s life when she shoved him out of the way of the killing curse. The chaos of the situation caused their disguises to fail, revealing Ron and Daphne to the Weasley Family, who hadn’t seen Ron in over a year. The duo quickly apparated away to Emmeline’s safe-house in Poole.

Lady Augusta Longbottom went on the run after her grandson, Neville, didn’t show up for his seventh year at Hogwarts. She would later be confronted by Auror John Dawlish who failed at apprehending her.

Ginny Weasley and later the Gryffindor House as a whole led the Hogwarts students in defying the Death Eater regime that had taken hold of the castle. Pansy Parkinson played the role as a spy for Dumbledore’s Army, in exchange for Ginny’s aid in protecting the younger Slytherins who were subjected to the same torture as the other houses.

Blaise Zabini worked in contacting Slytherin alumni in potentially defying Voldemort’s regime. He did so under a pseudonym and was successful in securing the likes of Gemma Farley, Graham Montague and Merula Snyde. Together, the Slytherin Alumni worked to give warnings of potential attacks or to smuggle muggles and muggle-borns out of the country. Merula Snyde died fighting off snatchers who chased Dean Thomas and Edward Tonks.

The Skirmish at Malfoy Manor only occurred after Winky alerted Ron that Death eaters had captured Harry Potter. Believing his sister to be a part of Potter’s runaway gang, Ron led the Silver Quartet to assault the manor. They arrived before Potter’s gang however, and succeeded in persuading Draco Malfoy to defect to their side.

Following Draco’s desertion, Narcissa Malfoy and her husband Lucius fled Voldemort’s side. The first place they went to was to the home of Andromeda Tonks. The two sisters had argued, with Narcissa blaming Andromeda's husband for costing Draco’s life.

When the Weasleys went into hiding after Ron’s discovery at Malfoy Manor and Ginny’s “disappearance” from Hogwarts, Molly, Arthur, Fred and George all took refuge at Aunt Muriel’s house. There they reunited with Percy, who chastised his family for their role in Ron’s disownment. From Percy and later Tracey, Draco, Neville and Edward Tonks, Molly, Arthur and the Twins learned the story of how Ron received the dark mark. Aunt Muriel also casually mentioned how Ron amputated his defiled arm. Molly cried for three days straight, stopping only because Muriel threatened to slap her with Ron’s amputated arm.

Following the escape and separation from Malfoy Manor, Ron, Daphne, Theo, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Dobby, Winky, Luna Lovegood, Dean Thomas, Garrick Olivander and Griphook took refuge at the abandoned Davis Family flat located in Eastbourne. The majority of them fought together in a few more missions together before the Battle of Hogwarts.

Ron, Daphne and Theo were taught the Patronus charm by Harry Potter, while they hid in Eastbourne. Ron’s Patronus was a bat, Daphne’s a butterfly and Theo’s a fox.

After recovering Ravenclaw’s Diadem and using it to uncover portraiture magic, Tracey had left the artifact in the Chamber of Secrets. This forced the joint forces of the Silver Quartet, the Golden Trio, Draco Malfoy and the Order of the Phoenix to head to Hogwarts to get the horcrux before Voldemort.

Despite once bearing the dark mark, Ron could cast a fully corporeal Patronus. His bat Patronus was used to alert Neville, Draco and Tracey of Harry’s plan to head for Hogwarts to retrieve Ravenclaw’s Diadem.

Daphne was the only member of the Silver Quartet to fight to the very end of the Battle of Hogwarts. With Theo and Tracey both dying after their duel with Theo’s father and Ron’s incapacitation, Daphne remained awake and alive to see Voldemort’s defeat and the triumph of the light.

Of the 13 Slytherins sorted in the year of 1991, only six survived the Second Wizarding War: Millicent Bulstrode, Daphne Greengrass, Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Ronald Weasley & Blaise Zabini.

Daphne was the one to find all the bodies of those she loved. She carried Ron to a cot to sleep, unknowing if he would survive from the injuries he sustained. She found Theo’s body, embraced by Tracey’s body, both having died from bleeding out. She also found Astoria’s mangled body in the Great hall, which she quickly had Winky and Tabby move, to the privacy of the Slytherin commons.

While Ron healed in St. Mungo’s, Daphne had repaired and strengthened her relationship with Ron’s family. It was made easier with the friendship she already had with Percy and Audrey. And Molly’s revelation that Daphne saved Ron was enough for Molly to unofficially adopt Daphne.

Audrey and Daphne usually hung out together at Weasley family gatherings. They became friends after the silver quartet kidnapped/rescued Audrey and Percy. Audrey enjoys Daphne’s company while Daphne loves how kind and thoughtful Audrey is.

Before moving into the Prewett Family Home, Daphne and Ron stayed at the abandoned Davis Family Flat in Eastbourne. This was mainly because Daphne’s home—the Greengrass Manor—had been destroyed during the war, and Ron never felt comfortable staying in the Burrow after his disownment. He also couldn’t travel to his room easily with his limp.

Ron and Daphne collectively have three godchildren: Garrett Weasley (son of Fred & Hermione), Trent Davis (Tracey Davis’ younger brother) and Mira Malfoy (daughter of Draco & Pansy).

Ron’s charisma and Daphne’s assertiveness made them a good duo during their time running the Greengrass family business of magical real estate.

For one of her birthdays, Molly received a snuff box filled with vials and a pensieve from Ron and Daphne. They got it so that she could one day hold all of her favorite memories close to her. One of the vials was already filled with a memory, when Molly watched it, she realized it was the memory of Ron and Daphne’s wedding—an event Molly always wished she was present for.

Other names that Ron and Daphne came up with for their potential children included: Cedrella, Barton, Ally, Tracey, Theon, Astraea, Castor & Emma.

The Silver Grimoire eventually became a Greengrass family heirloom. The only people other than the quartet to read the grimoire were Ron’s siblings.

One of the first things Ron and Daphne said to Molly and Arthur after the surprise birth of their daughter, Astoria II, was “Hey! We beat Bill and Fleur at something!” The young couple then proceeded to high five and laugh as they introduced the Weasley parents to their first grandchild.

Percy and Audrey are the Godparents for Astoria II. Fred and Ginny are the godparents for Nico.

Mafalda Prewett is commonly referred to as Ron and Daphne’s “eldest child” because of their part in raising her.

Ron and Daphne took their kids every year to spend Christmas at the Greengrass Botanical Gardens & Mausoleum. The couple didn’t like Christmas because it was the anniversary of Daphne’s parents’ murder. They would spend the morning and early afternoon paying their respects to their fallen family and friends, then later visit the Burrow for Christmas dinner.

Though Ron eventually forgave Arthur for his disownment, Arthur had never truly forgiven himself.

Molly’s favorite pastime with her granddaughter Astoria II was singing and dancing to Celestina Warbeck songs on the wireless.

Other than his sister and parents, Nico usually spent most of his time with his uncles Fred and George. Despite his extremely introverted, shy, and timid nature, Nico enjoyed just being around his uncles and their shop. He considered the chaos as the perfect environment for him to be by himself.

Luckily, Daphne, her children, and their children would not be affected by the Greengrass family blood curse.

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🐀ron weasley masterlist🐀

key: ❤︎︎ - fluff, ☁︎︎ - angst, ★ - smut

coming soon!

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sleyu · 9 months

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all i everrrr think abt is post argument over something like reader being too close to a male friend and reader being oblivious to it, n ron being lowk a lil mean abt it but he ends up feeling badd w makeup sexxxx after & soft cuddly ronn

nooo because i just saw a tik tok about this exact scenario (it was the harry potter boys react to videos<3) where you wake up late for class, and ron, who’s already sitting in the classroom waiting for you, wondering where the actual hell you are, sees you walk in late with another boy who just so happened to be late as well.

buttttt we all know ron and how jealous he can get. his jealousy prevents him from abandoning any form of reason and he automatically becomes suspicious and assumes that there’s something going on between you and that guy. you sit down beside him and before you can even smile or say ‘hi,’ to your flushed boyfriend, he immediately pulls you close and whispers, ‘who the fuck was that and why’d you both come in late.’

actually, you’d be lucky if ron actually communicated his curiosity and jealousy, because the more likely scenario would be him brushing you off and rolling his eyes every time you’d speak to him. and you would be so confused :( you woke up late, didn’t get to have breakfast or kiss your boyfriend good morning, and now he’s being a big fat meanie ? the atmosphere in the room where the two of you would be together would be simply tense. ron would either glare at you, and when he relieved you of his scowling, he’d begin glower menacingly at the boy who walked with you to class.

he genuinely doesn’t care about the idea of it being a mere coincidence if he was already in a bad mood. he gets sooo possessive, especially when he gets regularly taunted by the slytherin’s for literally everything, but ever since the two of you began dating, he just feels extra threatened and is scared that someone is gonna steal you away :( the thought of some guy even being within 5m radius to you is enough to make his blood boil and his cheeks flush.

eventually, he gets soooo antsy that he corners you in an empty corridor and demands you to tell him who he was and why you would miss your daily walks to walk in with some other guy. what’s nice about ron is that it doesn’t take much to reassure him on the spot. all you really have to do his wrap your arms around his neck and stand on your tiptoes, emphasizing his height, and press a soft, loving kiss to his lips. your doe eyes, combined with a cute little pout on your lips, plus the slight tilt of your head in confusion is enough to have him apologizing for how he acted throughout the day :(

‘i’m sorry, love, it’s just—ah—i’m tense and—uh—i really missed you this morning,’ i’m sorry but he can’t communicate for shit so it’s better to just cut him off with a kiss and let him express his sorry to you physically.

hhh makeup sex with ron is so good because even after making up with him, even after all the apologies and reassuring, each thrust of his hips feels so territorial, as if he’s trying to engrave himself inside you, claiming you for himself. even though he whispers that he’s sorry and that he’ll try his best to control his feelings next time, you can still tell that the way he’s pounding into you is almost as if he’s trying to prove a point: that you’re no one else’s but his and that nothing in the world could take you away from him.

he’d groan in your ears, slow his pace to kiss you on the lips, ‘all mine, yeah? you’re all for me, y/n, aren’t you?’ HHHH

he hates himself for it, but he gets such a kick out of how small you look and how big you make him feel as he’s fucking you. your mewls, the way your eyebrows furrow, as if you’re almost overwhelmed by his size and each rut boosts his ego to the max and only makes him want to fuck you harder :( you just looks so pretty and ronald weasley is a firm believer in the fact that pretty girls deserved to get fucked well !

and you best believe, he’s leaving hickeys all over you. maybe not in places where other people can see (despite however much he wants to show the world that your his, he knows he’ll never hear the end of it if the twins or anyone else caught sight of the marks he left on you), but all over your breasts and inner thighs. it gets him going that he’s the only one who will ever get to leave marks in those places.

and let’s not forget his big finale. you best believe that after some good makeup sex, he is definitely cumming inside you. ron’s breeding kink is something we can discuss next time, but seeing his cum drip out of your abused, swollen cunt is the icing on the cake for him. as said in my previous ron fic, it completely solidifies and affirms the fact that he’s the only one who will ever be able to do that, and in years time, he dreams of getting you pregnant with his children to show the world that you’re his forever </3

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whorediaries-09 · 10 days

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i‘m craving rom weasley smut and im so happy you’re taking requests!!😩

how about ron x girlfriend!reader having passionate and hottttttt sex in the kitchen one night while they’re visiting his family. they have to be quiet because one thing about their relationship is, that they’re almost never casting a quiet spell because it’s just so exciting if there’s a possibility of being caught🤭

just imagine her on the counter and him pounding her and it’s soooo hard to be quiet!! and apparently they weren’t really that quiet because the next morning fred says „how’d you two sleep?“ with suuuuuch a big smirk on his face👀

ughhhh i love this request so much ⭐❗ ron was actually my first fictional crush. hope you like this!

heaven and back;

pairing- ron weasley x reader warning(s)- 18+ content. (let me know if i should add more) a/n- it's like that one scene in where harry and ginny were caught kissing and george was like 'morning'-

little train

' she went to heaven and back now everything is turning to black.'

the ache in your core began during dinner, when ron had been eating with one hand, and the other one buried deep into you. he slowly rubbed circles upon your clit, pumping his fingers in and out simultaneously. it made you squirm in your seat, and he surely enjoyed watching you hold back the pretty sounds from your mouth as you tired not to combust in front of his family and your friends.

but he had teased you, all through out dinner, 30 minutes of pure torture, just to leave you withering with anger and not make you finish. every time you'd feel the coil about to snap, you'd clench your thighs and the walls of your cunt and he would draw out his hand.

and by the look on his face, you could understand he did it on purpose. he enjoyed the game. two could play the game, you decided, so you changed into your 'night clothes' to join harry, ron and hermione for their usual conversation after dinner.

it was a soft silk night slip dress in burgundy. it was lined with black lace. it ended just above your knees. knowing molly wouldn't allow any of the girls to sleep along with the boys, you'd decided to wear the dress, to be a tease and take a little sweet revenge.

it had resulted in an awkward boner and a distraction to him. he sat painfully, the ache in his groin prominent, the bulge of his pants a few minutes away from being visible. he was too immersed in trying to hide his bulge that eve hermione beat him at chess. with an excuse of being tired, he called off the night, going to sleep.

you had thoroughly enjoyed the redness of his face and how visibly hot he was. if it weren't for going to bed, you were sure he'd turn into a tomato with steam rising from his ears.

but the ache in your core persisted, and try as hard you might, you couldn't get off yourself. so that's why you were awake in the middle of the night, dreaming of your boyfriend's fingers knuckles deep into you, as he wrecked your body, putting you away from the pain.

the ache travelled from your core to your throat, as you slowly gulped. you were thirsty. and the last jug of water was emptied by ginny. so you decided to be crawl down the kitchen, drink some water and sneak back right in.

initially, that had been your plan.

you surely didn't expect yourself to be sitting on the kitchen counter with ron's cock buried deep into your cunt as he pounds into you. he wraps your shaking thighs around his waist, letting him feel better, letting him go deeper.

'k-keep quiet,' he whispers into your ear. the slow sensuous way he speaks contrasts with the rough pace he wrecks you. you nod incoherently, burying your mouth into the crook of his neck, your mouth clasping onto the skin, trying to silent the moans that beg to be echo from your lips.

'just cast the s-shit- spell ron-' you say, as he removes your face from his neck, holding you by the throat. he presses onto your arteries slightly, letting the oxygen flow into your head admonish. he grins, pressing his sweaty temple against yours,

'no honey, what's the fun in that?'

the big pleading eyes of yours does nothing but turn him on further, as he rubs circles on your clit, making your toes curl and back arch. he hits your sweet spot just right, and paired with the the ruthless circles on your clit, the coil bubbles intensely within you, wrecking you slowly.

'f-fuck, so g-good. just there, ron please don't stop,' you scream, shame thrown out the window. he breathes you in, letting out a small gasp as your walls convulses around him.

'i don't fucking plan to stop,' he promises, chuckling darkly. you bite your lip, feeling the nerves tug your veins, the sensations colliding to create a beautiful ecstasy that bubbles within you, shimmying through every crevice of your body.

you scream his name, chained with obscene words as you release, the euphoria of the orgasm gripping you slowly, ruining you slowly. he releases himself deep inside you, his white hot orgasm painting your insides.

he brandishes your face with kisses, helping you off the counter and helping you clean up. with a final kiss on your cheek, he wishes you a goodnight as he descends to sleep.

the morning breeze is cool. your back still hurts from the weird juxtaposition you'd been last night, getting your brain fucked out by the one who has his arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer to his body.

he's warm, the result of wearing the jumper his mum had knitted him last christmas. his fingers are wrapped around his cup of freshly brewed tea. he sips on it slowly, letting the taste wander on his tastebuds, enjoying the silent peace.

it doesn't long though, when his older brother, fred shows up. he's chewing on a piece of bread, a big smile- no smirk on his face.

'what are ya so jolly about, this morning?' you ask, humming slowly. he stands beside ron, pressing his shoulder upon his.

'well good morning to you too. it's not a crime to be jolly now is it?' he winks. you chuckle.

'good morning, fred,' ron grumbles, rolling his eyes. fred's smirk deepens as he replies,

'good morning ickle ronniekins. how did the both you sleep?'

he knew.

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little-lazuli · 9 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

@risingsoleil WHY AM I ONLY SEEING THIS NOW 😭😭😭😭😭 Mahalo nui loa titah 🫶🏽🩵 and apologies for the long wait, for some reason I don’t get notifications about submissions from tumblr mobile.

Okie dokie, so I write for some K-pop groups I listen to, Asoiaf and Harry Potter. And going down the line from 1 to 5 my favorite fics I have written include:

1. Son || “Her family was shattered. And it was all her fault. She did it. She lost her baby boy. Her little Ronnie… her son was dead. Molly could only scream louder as that truth nestled into her soul.” ||

My baby, my jewel, my favor, my child. This fic was a result of my rabbit hole dive into Ronald Weasley fics that did his character justice cause wtf was that movie portrayal. They did Rupert dirty. So with this one, I built my own Slytherin Ron au (yes this was inspired by the icon themselves “Fate” by TheTrueSpartan) and the oneshot details a brief overview of moments in Ron’s life shared by Molly Weasley after she is led to believe that her son is dead. Son is part 1 of my Hiraeth series that details moments and other background notes following Ron’s sorting into Slytherin. Molly’s perspective for me was a critical aspect because I don’t think there anyone better that could convey the range of emotions one could feel without it ever being said/described. I mainly wanted readers to have a quick dive into Molly’s perspective to the whole dilemma and show a bit of how unconditional love may not be enough to sustain a relationship, I guess. But yes, by far my most cherished work to date.

2. Intruder || “His soul alone would have never forgiven himself if he didn’t exact the justice he deemed fit upon those that threatened or harmed what was his. And this home—the other members, Jongho—all of it was his.” ||

Ahhhhh! Thank you so much to a person going by the alias Inoxy on Ao3 for the motivation to do this one. Intruder was a sequel to my brief little oneshot called Alone, where Hongjoong realizes someone broke into their dorm where Jongho is alone and sick. Intruder follows up immediately with Jongho’s pov before jumping to Hongjoong’s and seeing how he reacts to what is left. This one was so difficult not in the sense that angst is hard to put from mind to paper, but rather I struggled to write certain actions scenes and instead opted to go another route. As the first work to be written out of complete motivation from such a kind and thoughtful reader, Intruder remains one of my babies forever and always.

3. Leave || “All of it was culminating, Donghyuck knew that for sure. Bound to rupture and ensnare both his heart and theirs. And Donghyuck was terrified of which way the coin was going to land.” ||

EEEEEEEE!! Where do I start with this one? Well, Leave follows the journey of Donghyuck who finds himself a portal between his world and the second dimension and let’s just say, it isn’t always bright where the sun shines. His members’ doppelgängers are not so okay on letting him go and things might just take a turn for the worst. I got this idea from a typical genre where I love watching my biases suffer and watching the world be served justice prior to the happy ending they deserve. And it was the first nct fic I ever wrote and loved the semi-open ending.

4. Verdict || “Daphne promised him something in those short and bitter moments before he was led away like some damn game waiting to be slaughtered. Promised she wouldn’t rage over him. Promised she wouldn’t exact some form of petty revenge on Dawlish, or Head Auror Robards or even that blasted excuse of a minister, Kingsley Shacklebolt for not stepping in sooner. Of course she didn’t keep that damned promise.” ||

Part six of my Hiraeth series, (my Slytherin Ron au) Verdict was a tough one for me because it was the first time I was writing for… essentially one of the npc’s of a major franchise. I wanted to find a set balance between a true canon character and a OC who’s life is forever changed because of my au. And I think achieved that with Daphne’s pov in this one as she awaits Ron’s verdict. It was also really fun to create the scene where Molly finally sees Ron again after believing him to be dead in this au and for that, Verdict holds a special place in my heart.

5. Sing || “Taeyong hated the mere thought of death having their way with his son. It was a cruel twist of fate on both ends.” ||

And finally Sing. This oneshot was originally a Deckerstar fic that I rewrote and revamped to be a nct vampire au. I enjoy a quick sucker punch of angst every now and again so I made this au where Taeyong has to say goodbye to his childe/son and his only spawn Haechannie :)) the original long au followed the basis of Taeyong being too dependent and passive of the things he has in his very long life and how all of that comes to an end after another magical being takes revenge on Taeyong through Hyuck. And yuppers, that was that.

Thank you for attending my Ted talk yall and lemme just say, this was so fun. I’m going to tag my next five, please don’t feel pressured at all and I hope y’all have a beautiful rest of you day 🩵

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imajinxnation · 2 years

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"Forgetting Something?" - Harry Potter Preference/Reaction

Warning: FLUFF

Ngl I got this idea from a prompt generator😅

Considering Draco isn't exactly my fave character, I liked making his scenario the most!

If you would like a part 2 with more characters, all you have to do is ask!

Harry Potter

As Harry was about to walk out the door for work, he heard you speak,

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Harry turned towards you and thought for a minute, then checked his pockets to feel for anything missing.

"No, I don't think so, now I really have to get to work, love you!" Harry said, hurriedly.

You rolled your eyes and bounced up off your chair to catch him before he leaves. You grabbed his arm and spun him around to face you. He was about to say something when he felt your lips press against his. The kiss was over as soon as it started.

"Now you can go!" You smiled and started back towards your chair.

Harry stood there for a second before you spoke again.

"Well? Go, you'll be late if you keep standing there, ya great lump! Get to work!" You giggled as Harry left with the goofiest grin on his face.

Ron Weasley

"Okay, I'm going to work now, love you!" You exclaimed.

"Yeah, love you, too," Ron replied.

As you were just about to turn the door knob, you suddenly realized that your boyfriend hadn't kissed you goodbye. You turned around leaned your back against the door and hummed.

"I think you're forgetting something," you said, staring at your boyfriend who was currently reading the letter he received from Harry earlier.

Ron looked up to see you with a smirk on your face. He looked around the room, trying to figure out what you meant, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head in an 'I don't think so', and went back to reading the letter.

You rolled your eyes, pushed yourself off of the aged wood door and stalked over to your boyfriend.

You tilted his chin up to face you and soon enough, your lips lightly touched his. When Ron started to kiss you deeper, you pulled away and walked back to the door.

"Now I'm ready to go, bye!"

Draco Malfoy

It had been a good few minutes after Draco left for work before you realized something; Draco forgot to kiss you goodbye.

You jumped up from the black leather chair you were sitting on, snatched a jacket and a hat to accommodate to the wintery weather and bolted out the door, not before locking it of course.

As you speed walked in the way of your boyfriends work, you were constantly looking around to see if you might be able to get your kiss before he actually gets to the building. Lucky for you, you noticed the blonde, almost white hair and started to walk faster, almost sprinting.

As soon as you caught up to him, you tapped his shoulder. Draco looked behind him and saw you, slightly out of breath.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing, is something wrong?" He asked, worriedly.

"You forgot something!" You huffed out.

"Wha-?"

Draco was cut off by your lips pressed against his, your hands settling on the junction between his neck and shoulders. After a few seconds, Draco tried to deepen the kiss, but was stopped when you broke the kiss.

"That's all! I love you!" You grinned, cheekily, leaving Malfoy in a state of shock.

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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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Take it- R.W

Ron Weasley x fem!reader

"Are you sure you can handle it, baby?"

Ron visiting his long distance girlfriend

Smut is under the cut, hope you enjoy it

Warnings: Smut, Oral (male and female recieving), use of the word 'whore' at least once, face/throatfucking, vaginal fingering

Ronald Weasley was put on earth for one thing, and one thing only and that was eating you out. You were certain of it, almost enough to bet your entire life savings as you clenched your thighs around the redhead’s skull for a moment, allowing him to instead push your legs open as he continued his movements. You convulsed, screamed, nearly kicked him in the head, it didn’t matter. He didn’t stop until you were pulling him up by his hair, making him stop enough for you to feel the pleasant buzz in your bones.

“Fuck, baby.” You watched as he reached for his discarded shirt, wiping it across the bottom of his face before flashing you a crooked grin. With the way that the sunlight showed through the dusty windows of your apartment, Ron looked like a deity. “Good girl, you did so fucking good for me.” He said, laying down with his head on your chest. You played with his hair absently as you looked up at the ceiling. It’d been two months since you’d left England, two months since you had been able to hold your boy like this… two months since he’d been able to taste you… two months and counting on your end.

“Can I suck you off?” You asked, partly regretting breaking the serene mood that had been created by Ron dozing off on your chest. He lifted his head with a start, looking almost shocked, which you found funny… You’d never not wanted to, he just rarely asked. “You want to?” He asked, and you nodded, giving him a wide smile and a quick kiss. He still tasted like you, just faintly. “Yes. Please.” You said, and he cleared his throat, settling on the edge of the bed, his hair still messy from you pulling on it as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. Merlin, you wanted to suck his fucking soul out. “Are you sure you can handle it, baby?” He asked, and you rolled your eyes, sliding down to your knees in front of him, making him spread his legs a bit so you could fit. He looked almost regal, sitting above you… just the look of him left you painfully turned on, rubbing your thighs together to try to relieve some of the pressure that was building there again..

“Obviously.” “Are you seriously having an attitude with me right now?” He asked, and you nodded. Of course you were, that was part of the song and dance. “Mhm.” You responded, and he scoffed, leaning back on his hands. He would be rough… Good. “I could just fuck your throat until you can’t speak, you realize that, right?” He asked, and you nodded. That was the hope, you wanted him to fucking wreck you. It was the only way to shut you up and make both of you have a pleasant evening. “Maybe that’s what I’m aiming for.” You said, grinning up at him. He furrowed his brows as he lifted his hips for you to pull his boxers down. You watched as his cock smacked against his stomach, and you ran your fingers up his legs. He was gorgeous, thick, muscular thighs from years of staying active, freckles all over his arms and chest… it made your mouth water. And his cock itself was something to marvel at, both thick and long, fitting to his tall frame. You wrapped your hand around it, bringing your lips to the tip.

“Why would you-.” You stuck your tongue out, licking the slit, groaning to yourself at the slightly salty taste there before engulfing the head of his cock with your mouth, making him gasp and tense up for a moment. It’d been too long for both of you. “Oh, Fuck.” He groaned, and you struggled to take more of him down your throat, digging your nails into the skin of his thighs as you felt the corners of your mouth stretch around him. He was big, that wasn’t news to you, but it’d been a while… you just wanted to make him feel good, he always looked so hot when he was cumming. “Fuck, babe.” You looked up at him, letting out a whimper. His head was leaned back a bit with his hands over his face and you could see every vein in his arms as you worked your mouth up and down his length. His abs tensed as he rolled his hips up to meet your movements before he dropped his hands, his eyes closed and brows furrowed. He looked like a god. “This feels so fucking good, Y/N… Just what I needed..” He groaned, lacing his fingers through your hair as he pushed your head lower, making you gag around him. You swallowed against his cock, feeling your clit throb between your thighs. You brought your hand down between them, rubbing circles on your clit, moaning around him as you felt some relief. The vibration made him let out a guttural moan as he thrust his cock into your throat, making you gag around him. When he saw your hand working between your legs, he only chuckled and shook his head, folding his hands behind it as he grinned down at you almost mockingly. “Are you seriously wet from sucking my cock? God, you’re such a bloody whore.” He moaned, and you let out another whimper, slipping two fingers inside yourself as you pulled off of him for a moment, looking up with wide eyes as you spread your legs for him. He watched for a moment, licking his lips at the way you were taking your own fingers before you pulled them out and slipped them between your lips, licking them clean. You noted the change in Ron’s demeanor, how something shifted into an almost caranal look. He locked his fingers back in your hair, yanking you back to his cock as he thrust his hips up quickly, snapping them each time you pulled off. Finally.

“Oh, cut that shit and get back to sucking my fucking cock… Merlin knows it’s what you’re made for, hm?” He asked, and you wanted to respond, but he wasn’t going to let you, he was too busy using your throat… and you were too busy enjoying it. You brought a hand up to cup his balls, fondling them in your hands, making him let out another moan as he pulled your hair again, making you gasp. “Fuck, babe. Doing so good for me… just for me..” Ron moaned, and you glowed at the praise, increasing your pressure on his balls and working to get the rest of his cock down your throat. You let him push yoru head until your nose was flush with his pelvis, making it hard to breathe… God, it was enough to almost make you cum, feeling his entire cock down your throat. You knew he felt the same from the near growl that came from his mouth as he snapped his hips up hard a few more times before trembling, just a bit. A tell tale sign that he was reaching the edge. You took your free hand and raked it down his thigh. “Gonna cum…” He warned, and you went to pull off, only to feel his hands on either side of your head as his stomach tensed. He thrust his hips forward while shoving your head down and letting out a gasp of your name. You tried your best to swallow around where his cock was in your throat, but it only made you gag more. It wasn’t until he finally let you pull off of him that you were able to swallow his cum, looking up at him with a lazy smile. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your lips, looking at you tenderly… merlin, if you weren’t already in love, you certainly would be now. You went to stand up, to go wash your face and brush your teeth so that he might be more comfortable kissing you, but Ron grabbed your wrist and stopped you, looking confused. “Where do you think you’re going?” He asked, shifting his large hands to your waist. You tangled your fingers in the back of his hair, pulling his head against your stomach as you twirled a lock around your thumb. “To clean up…?” You asked, but Ron pulled you into bed with him, making you shriek as you tried not to land right on top of his skull. He shifted his position so his arms were tight around your waist and his head was tucked against the curve of your stomach. “Later.” He murmured, and you let out a tired chuckle as you placed a hand under his chin, making him lift his head up to look at you. “Ron…” You tried, and Ron pouted just slightly. It was almost absurd enough to make you laugh, seeing this grown man pouting like this. “We can take a bath, okay? I just want to hold you for a bit… I’ve missed you.” Ron said, and it made your heart skip, hearing him say it. You knew it was true, he’d written it a million times, even sent howlers… but it was different seeing his face while he said it, soft and gentle. The murmur of a lover. “I missed you too.”

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