Two Ron/Draco drabbles, prompts of 'black tie' and 'disguise'
I've missed writing Ron/Draco and to remedy that, I wrote a couple of drabbles for the rondracodrabble community. The drabbles are below, both of them set in my Like Wine Through Water universe; both are set within the story before they've actually gotten together.
Title: Clothes Make the Man Wizard
Prompt: black tie
Rating: PG
Ron blinked, pondering Draco's request in silence for so long that Draco was certain he'd decline.
"I'd be happy to go," Ron said at last. "But I don't have anything that even resembles formal attire, Wizard or Muggle."
Draco let out a breath he'd not realized he'd been holding, and the side of his mouth quirked in a smile.
"That I can help you with."
Later, at the tailor's, Ron stepped out of the changing room. The well-cut jacket and trousers showcased his athletic form, shaped by surfing.
Draco devoured him with his gaze, lamenting that they weren't yet lovers.
. . : ~ : . .
Title: I Spy
Prompt: disguise
Rating: PG
Draco looked at himself in the mirror, admiring his Glamour skills while squelching the guilt that threatened to make his stomach churn. He wanted to watch Ron in his new coaching position- it was that he wanted to do so surreptitiously. They were friends, but the way Draco's pulse sped up each time he saw Ron, this changed, earnest, frustratingly unhurried, sexually confident Ron, he knew he would have to make a move soon.
Today, however, he would watch his would-be paramour incognito. Tomorrow, perhaps, he'd find his spine again and go see Ron in action in full Malfoysian persona.
Title: Clothes Make the Man Wizard
Prompt: black tie
Rating: PG
Ron blinked, pondering Draco's request in silence for so long that Draco was certain he'd decline.
"I'd be happy to go," Ron said at last. "But I don't have anything that even resembles formal attire, Wizard or Muggle."
Draco let out a breath he'd not realized he'd been holding, and the side of his mouth quirked in a smile.
"That I can help you with."
Later, at the tailor's, Ron stepped out of the changing room. The well-cut jacket and trousers showcased his athletic form, shaped by surfing.
Draco devoured him with his gaze, lamenting that they weren't yet lovers.
. . : ~ : . .
Title: I Spy
Prompt: disguise
Rating: PG
Draco looked at himself in the mirror, admiring his Glamour skills while squelching the guilt that threatened to make his stomach churn. He wanted to watch Ron in his new coaching position- it was that he wanted to do so surreptitiously. They were friends, but the way Draco's pulse sped up each time he saw Ron, this changed, earnest, frustratingly unhurried, sexually confident Ron, he knew he would have to make a move soon.
Today, however, he would watch his would-be paramour incognito. Tomorrow, perhaps, he'd find his spine again and go see Ron in action in full Malfoysian persona.