Ron Weasley's Fan Fiction

A/N: Okay, so I know I said I only want 15 chapters, but holy crap, this one is getting really long, and what I have here is only half of what I had planned. So I figured I'd just make more chapters. Anyhoo, I hope you are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing (unfortunately)

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"Well Ron, we better get going. See you all after the match," Harry declared.

"'Bye everyone," Ron said, as he moved in closer to Hermione. "I miss you already!" And he and Harry left everyone to go down to the locker rooms to get ready for their Quidditch match.

Once they put on their robes, Harry and Ron, who shared the position of captain, explained the plays that they were going to try out. Ron apologized for not being able to go to practice the night prior, and they went out on the field to take a few rounds around on their brooms. Professor Hooch blew her whistle, which signaled all players to come down to their starting positions on the field.

"All right, this is going to be a fair game, so everyone shake hands and let's get started," she announced. Then, she blew her whistle and the game had begun.

Harry started by flying straight up in the air, as he usually did, and sat motionless looking for the snitch way above the game. He sat around for a while until he saw something glinting in the light.

"Gryffindor SCORES!!" he heard as the crowd went wild with excitement.

"Crap, now I've lost the Snitch,"Harry moaned. He then remembered the device he had installed on his broom, and turned it on. He sipped into the game, and went all over with his eyes peeled. Every now and then his broom started beeping, so Harry would dodge a Bludger.

Ron, who was the Keeper, was doing an excellent job and wasn't letting anyone come near the goal. He just hoped and prayed that Harry would keep his mind on the game, and not start gawking at Cho, as he usually did about fifteen minutes into the game when they played Ravenclaw. This caused so many problems whenever they played this house. It's as if she's a Veela! Ron thought to himself, as he whacked the Quaffle way down the field to one of the new Chasers, Cali Misnet, a third year who transferred from a struggling wizarding school in America. She immediately saw it coming toward her, and smacked it into the goal with the end of her broom.

"Gryffindor scores AGAIN!" With a great hit by the American Cali Misnet! The score is now 20 to zero, with Gryffindor in the lead."

Harry was whizzing all over the field on his broom, dodging balls left and right, when he saw it... the Golden Snitch! And it was floating right above Cho's head! Yes! This is the perfect opportunity, Harry thought, with a sly smile forming on his lips. He zoomed toward Cho, who started to look a little worried, and she maneuvered over to the right to get out of Harry's way, but much to her surprise, he kept coming straight at her. No Harry, get the Snitch! Get the Snitch! But she's so beautiful... I can't help it, my hormones are taking control!!

"HARRY!" Ron hollered. "Get your mind on the GAME!!"

"Wha--" Harry slurred, coming out of his stupor. "Oh yeah." And he raced off of his first course and headed straight for the Snitch. But Cho had realized what was going on too. She started to zoom towards the same spot, but Harry stuck his hand out and grabbed it just before she did, and he held it high in the air, as he stuck his tongue out at Cho playfully.

"POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!! Gryffindor wins 170 to zero!! Glad I'm not in Ravenclaw! Er-- I mean, that's too bad for Ravenclaw."

The crowd erupted into applause, cheers, and boos. This meant that Slytherin was now barely in the lead for the House Cup, with Gryffindor close behind, and that Ravenclaw was now way behind in fourth place. Good news for all houses, except, of course, Slytherin. The Gryffindor team was huddled all around Harry, yelling and crying for joy for this spectacular win. After a few minutes, the students left the arena and the teams went back into their locker rooms.

"Harry, that was a close one," Ron said, almost yelling, but everyone knew he was only half serious. "The next time you get distracted by Cho, you're off the team! That could have cost us the game!"

"I know, I know, I'm sorry. Its just that sometimes my second brain takes over the rest of my body. I can't help it, I'm a teen age boy!"

"EWWWW!!!!!!!" It was Cali, and she did not like what she had discovered. "What is this!? Why is it here?! And dare I ask who left it!?!"

"What is it Cali, a dead beetle?" Ron laughed, for he knew that Cali was quite squirmish when it came to bugs.

"NO!! Its - its... YUCK!" Ron was tired of her stuttering, so he went to look for himself. But what he saw made him go completely pale as he dropped his jaw. He couldn't say anything, even if he wanted to.

"What is it Ron?" asked Harry, coming over to where he stood speechless.

"ACK!! That's disgusting!" he shouted. "Ron! How could you be so stupid?!"

"What? Are you saying that's from RON?!" Cali yelled. "Gross!!"

"Oh NO!! I was just joking! Getting him back for something he said the other day. Ron would never do that."

"Riiight."

"Ron, say something," Harry whispered, nudging Ron to come out of his state of shock.

"Oh yeah, I made a joke the other day about him and Cho. I deserved that Harry. Good one!" he said, as he forced a smile and some of the color came back to his cheeks.

Harry and Ron weren't sure if Cali had believed them or not, but she left to finish changing back into her school robes, and didn't say another word about it. They too started to get changed, and made sure that they were the last ones in the locker room before either of them spoke again.

"Did you know you left that here? How could you not remember to get rid of evidence like that?!" Harry said. Ron squatted down to pick it up, and threw it in a nearby trash can.

"I'm sorry. Its not like I've ever had to deal with this situation ever before. Besides, I think Cali believed our story," Ron lied.

"I don't know, she looked skeptical to me. But anyway, we should get back up to the school. Its... creepy down here." So they went out the door and walked back up the hill to the massive castle. They traveled in silence until they came to the common room, where Harry told the password to the Fat Lady. Once inside, cheers from students that were already situated greeted them. They saw Hermione and Ginny sitting at a table in the corner of the room, obviously deep in discussion about something. But when the girls saw Ron and Harry coming towards them, they stopped talking almost immediately.

"Hey Harry, Ron, good game today!" Hermione spat out.

"Yeah Harry, that was a great catch," agreed Ginny, just in time. "But I was a little worried at first. Isn't it a little childish to still be starring at that Ravenclaw girl?"

"Oh what do you know about it Ginny?" Harry shot back, blushing. "Besides, I wasn't starring at her. I was .. er.. looking for the Snitch!"

"Sure you were." It killed Harry to see that look on Ginny's face. He wasn't sure why she looked like that, but he didn't like seeing her that way.

"So what took you guys so long?" Hermione asked, trying to change the subject.

"Nothing," Ron said shortly.

"Nothing? Heh, you wish! It was quite something I'd say," Harry argued. "Hermione, you two should be more careful when... ahem... cleaning up after yourselves."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Let's just say that Cali found something very disgustingly interesting that was left in the locker room, and I had to cover for stuttering Ron here."

"Oh no!! She found our used -- you know! I knew we should've just used a magic contraceptive! Did she really believe it was from Ron?!"

"I don't know. But in all seriousness, you two really need to be careful in where you go and what you do. Its really getting suspicious now."

"So what were you girls discussing as we came in the door?" Ron asked, completely red.

"Oh, nothing really. Just the game and how great our team is. There must be some really good captains this year!" said Hermione, smiling.

"I don't know, Hermione, they're kind of odd if you ask me," Ginny added, also grinning.

"Well, I bet they worked really hard today, so I bet they're ready for a nap, right Harry?"

"Yes, a nap would be nice. See you ladies at dinner." And with that, Harry and Ron walked up the spiral staircases toward their dormitories.

"That was a close one Ginny. Its a good thing they didn't hear what we were really discussing. I don't think they would've liked it one bit."

"You're probably right. But I think Harry deserves it. Did you see the way he was distracted by Cho today? It was totally disgusting!" Ginny piped in.

"Do I sense a little jealousy perhaps?" Hermione asked.

"Well.... yes. Its too bad that Harry doesn't feel the same way," Hermione almost spoke, but remembered her promise to her friend. "But apparently I'm not pretty enough for him."

"That's not true! You're gorgeous, Ginny! And you're right, that was low of him on the Quidditch field today. He just thinks she's pretty, its not as if he really likes her or anything. Or that she likes him. Now that would be really strange and unusual."

"Exactly. Enough talk about silly boys. Let's recap our plans for tonight," she said. So the two girls sat in the common room for the remainder of the afternoon; laughing, having some much needed girl talk, and having a good time in general until Harry and Ron came down to escort them to dinner.

It was a relatively quiet meal, although Ron and Harry kept an eye on Cali to see if she was keeping her mouth shut or not. It appeared that she had forgotten about what she had seen, perhaps purposely.

"Hermione," Ginny said while looking at her watch after she got done with her dessert. "Shall we get up to the library now?"

"Yes, I'd say this is a good time to go."

"Why are you going to the library?" Ron said inquisitively, just as the girls had planned.

"I have some homework that I really need help on. And as we all know, Hermione is who we go to for homework help."

"Oh cool. See you later then." he replied.

"Bye Ginny," said Harry, waving.

As the girls got up and left the Great Hall, Ginny said, "Wow, that went exactly as planned!"

"That is because I planned it!" joked Hermione. "So the Veela potion is with Moaning Myrtle and by the time we're fully effective, Draco will be making his way back to the Slytherin common room."

"Right. Let's go! This is going to be so much fun messing with Malfoy's head!" Ginny giggled. "And, getting back at Harry for all those times he got hard because of Cho!"

"Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed. "I'm surprised you say things like that!"

"And its not surprising that you had sex with my brother?!"

"I guess we're both getting older. Men - yeesh! The way they screw up our minds!"

"Tell me about it. C'mon, let's get to Myrtle," Ginny said.

The girls found the bathroom that still had the Out Of Order sign on it from Hermione's second year, when Ginny was manipulated into opening the Chamber of Secrets. It was also the year Hermione accidentally turned herself into a cat. "I hope this potion works out better than the Polyjuice Potion from second year," Hermione grumbled.

"Yeah, and that it doesn't trick me into doing something for You-Know-Who. This bathroom isn't full of the fondest memories is it?" Ginny said.

"Not at all. Oh well, let's get it from Myrtle."

"Hello Myrtle, how you doing this evening?" Ginny asked, pushing the stall door open.

"What do you want?" she moaned, obviously not buying the act.

"We're here to get our potion. So we're just going to open the septic tank here and get our of your hair." Hermione did as she said, and she closed the stall door. "Here we go. We're going to be sexy beasts Ginny!"

"Hmm... maybe I'll save some of this to use on Harry!"

They raised their cups of potion, toasted, and gulped down the liquid.

"Yum, tastes like cinnamon," said Ginny. "Ugh! It has a terrible aftertaste though!"

"Well, is it that surprising? Consider what Veelas do; they give men a taste of their sweetness, making them believe that they will indulge their fantasies, and then just drop them down, leaving men with a bad aftertaste. Basically, they chew men up and spit them out.

"I guess you're right, 'Mione. C'mon, let's go chew on Malfoy!" And the two girls left the bathroom laughing, almost in hysterics.

They were right on schedule; as they came down the stairs to the main floor, Draco was just about ready to head down to the hallway that led to the Slytherin common room.

"Stupid gits," they heard him mutter. "Never know when to quit eating, those two."

"Draco Malfoy. Just the man we wanted to see," Hermione spoke, surprised at how sensual she sounded. Draco noticed she sounded different too.

"You need to come with us," Ginny continued, also startled by her voice.

"Why would I need to go with a mudblood and a charity case like you?" he asked, but his sentence grew gradually less evil he spoke it. He then found himself walking towards them.

"We're going to play a little game. But, we're going to have to go into one of the old, deserted common rooms in order to play" said Hermione, while she placed her hand on his arm. Next it was Ginny's turn.

"Now, Draco, you're going to have to stay quiet for a few minutes," she said, as she put her finger to his lips. "until we get up there. Do we have a deal?"

Draco nodded. He couldn't understand why, but these two girls standing in front of him, which had been his enemies since first year, now seemed totally hot, and he almost burst into flames at their touch. He wanted to go up to this secret room, hopefully to indulge in his fantasies, so he nodded, and kept his mouth shut. They led their new boy toy up a flight of stairs, down a few different corridors, and stopped at a door he didn't recognize. Hermione held out her wand, seducingly whispered "Alohomora", then as Ginny pushed the door open and walked into the room, Hermione looked directly at Draco. She put her wand up to her mouth and played with it teasingly, using her tongue. She could tell by the look in his eyes, and the bulge in his pants, that the potion was working, and rather well.

Ginny remembered that she too had these seductive powers and came back out of the room. She took a hold of Draco's tie and beckoned him to follow her. She sat him down on the long couch in front of the fireplace. Hermione then went to the grate, bent at her waste to stick her backside out to Draco, and using her wand again, lit a fire.

Draco couldn't help himself, he just starred at Hermione's beautiful curves, mouth hanging open, a little drool dripping down his chin. Ginny noticed this, so she scooted closer to him on the couch as Hermione stood up and walked over to sit next to him as well. Ginny then wiped the little dribble of saliva off his chin. But she was new at this, what should she do now? She looked over at Hermione, who realized Ginny wasn't sure what to do next. Hermione put the same finger that Ginny had wiped with to her lip and licked it.

Ginny gulped uneasily. Eww... this is Malfoy's spit! she thought. Oh well, its for a good cause. And she reluctantly mimicked her friend and licked up Draco's spit.

Hermione felt bad, so she took Draco's hand and played with his knuckles for a moment. Draco couldn't believe or understand what the heck was going on, but he knew one thing; he liked it. Each moment was more and more exciting. He was embarking on a new adventure: Traitorial lust. Hermione was done with playing, so she moved to the next step. Teasing.

She separated his fingers and took the middle one in her hand, brought it up to her mouth and started to suck on it, pulling it in and out, wrapping her tongue all around. Ginny joined in the act by doing the same thing. At that time, Hermione stopped, but motioned Ginny to keep going. She leaned over to her and whispered, "Move to other fingers every once and a while. Remember, variety is the spice of life."

Hermione moved herself to the same position she was with Ron before they had their little fun a few days prior; facing him, sitting in his lap, one leg on either side of his body. "Woah," Draco groaned. Crap, is it me or did her tits get bigger since this morning? Hermione loved the look in his eyes. Those girls were in complete control of him. Its the perfectly legal alternative to the Imperious Curse, she noted to herself. Especially on horny teenage guys.

But just then, Hermione almost lost her cool when she could feel him rise up, almost feeling as if was about to go inside her. After all, she was wearing her school uniform, so she was wearing a skirt; there wasn't much in between the two. But she stayed in character. Just remember all those acting classes mum made you take before Hogwarts, she thought. She composed herself and got down to business. She glanced over at Ginny to signal her to move into position. Ginny got up and moved off the seat of the couch and went behind Draco. She got up on the back of the couch, where she, too, straddled him.

Ohh! This excellent! Draco thought, almost screaming out in pleasure. But he didn't fool Hermione; she could again tell by the look on his face and from what she felt below her waste. Ginny then put her hands on his shoulders and began to massage, sensuously. As Draco closed his eyes in pure bliss, Hermione spoke once more.

"You like this don't you Mr. Malfoy," she said, as he nodded and let out a high pitch moan. She continued. "We'll stay right here in this position for a while if you answer a few questions for us. How about it?"

Draco didn't even have to think, he just smiled and said "Anything, ask away."