Boys Room

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~Ron enters the Boys Room and shuts the door

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~Ron bursts out laughing~ You're so funny!

Come on...oh, candles! Can I try using the matches?

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~frowning in concentration, Ron strikes the match on the fourth attempt. He smiles trimphantly and lights the candle.~

Heh. I always wanted to do that.

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~Ron grins, having unscrewed the cap of the syrup bottle, and gets up to kneel in front of Luna on the bed.~

Allow me. ~eyebrow wiggle~ Unless you'd like to help?

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~Ron gasps, and shoves the trousers down his legs~

Ohh ber-loody hell that is so nice...

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Er...no. No, I wasn't. ~Ron searches for a phrase that's better than "why gild the lily" which seems corny and frankly non germane...~

You're sweet enough as you are?

But if you don't want me to, you know...I won't.

~he wavers, uncertain all of a sudden~

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~flashing her a cheeky grin, Ron pushes her backwards gently~

I'll carry on then...

~and so he does.~

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....mmnggg!

~Ron's eyes are like saucers~

Gods, Luna, you...ohhhhhhh

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~the combination of her mouth on his skin, her hips rocking against his and her voice...

Ron mumbles something unintelligible in a squeak that hasn't graced his vocal cords for nearly eight years...

...he gets an image of reaching for her from a broomstick, a dream from days ago filtered through her softly spoken words..~