Gravity [Part 16] (Harry/Draco; PG [this part, R overall])

Dec 16, 2016 08:52

Title: Gravity [Part 16]
Author: _melodic_
Prompt used:

Word Count: ~440
Rating: PG [this part, R overall]
Warning: Stupid amounts of UST.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Ron offers Harry his support.
Author's Notes: This is part 16 of a continuous story with 25 parts. Catch up with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14 and Part 15.
Thank you so much to kerrilee for the beta!



The clock in their shared office ticks so slowly it nearly seems like it’s moving backwards. Harry sighs under his breath, grabbing a stack of paperwork from the filing cabinet and dropping it on Ron’s desk. Ron looks at the pile disdainfully before poking at it with his wand. They work in relative silence for a several minutes before Ron’s fidgeting gradually increases and he opens his mouth.

“So… you and Malfoy, huh?”

“What?” Harry sputters. “Ugh, not you too!”

“Hey, blame Hermione.” Ron throws his hands in the air. “Pillow talk, you know?”

“Wait.” Harry raises an eyebrow. “You and Hermione talk about Malfoy in bed?”

“Oh, shove off.” Ron scowls playfully. “But, seriously mate. If you need to talk or anything-just, please, not too many details.”

“What’re you talking about?”

“Listen, Hermione says I need to be supportive.”

“I appreciate the sentiment, Ron.” Harry inhales sharply and exhales slowly. “But there’s nothing to share. We’re just friends, that’s all.”

“I don’t buy that for a second,” Ron snorts.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, come on.” Ron leans back in his chair, propping his feet onto the desk. “I’ve seen all the looks you two exchanged. For years, really. You were obsessed with him during Sixth year, couldn’t keep your eyes off him.”

“I hated him,” Harry asserts.

“Yeah.” Ron rolls his eyes. “Potato, patato.”

“And he hated me,” Harry continues.

“Oh please,” Ron scoffs. “He was just as obsessed as you were. Like children in a junior Quidditch park, pulling hair and calling each other names.”

“Ron.” Harry crosses his arms.

“What?” Ron smirks smugly. “Come Eighth year he could hardly hide it anymore. His eyes followed you everywhere, all wide and hopeful.”

“You’re out of your mind.” Harry shakes his head in mock frustration.

“I don’t think so. I’m just not as dense as everyone always believes me to be. There’s a difference between ignorance and willful obliviousness.”

“You never cease to surprise me mate.” Harry laughs warmly.

“Hermione says the same thing.” Ron’s smile fades and he looks at Harry earnesty. “Listen, Harry. I know you’re not asking for it, but if you want my advice, I say just go for it. What do you have to lose? It’s worth a shot.”

“You really think so?”

“Sure,” Ron stands up and stretches. “At the very least, I won’t have to deal with all your moping and pining anymore.”

“Git.” Harry laughs, balling up a memo and throwing it at Ron.

“Come on.” Ron walks over and throws an arm around Harry. “It’s nearly time for lunch and I hear they have a cart outside selling mincemeat pies.”

~*~*~
Continue with Part 17

rating: pg, slash, pairing: harry/draco, contains: pining, era: post hogwarts, genre: humor, genre: fluff, 25 days of harry and draco

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