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fics_by_mapleTitle: Two At Once
Pairing: Harry/Ron/Hermione
Word Count: 626
Rating: R
A/N: This is for my One Year LJ Anniversary fics -
For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
natertatersmom whose prompt was; I want a TRIO!!!! A NAUGHTY one!!!! Angry Ron!!!!
Well, it's Trio and angry!Ron anyway.
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Ron’s stride was fast enough with his long legs, let alone when he was angry, it made Harry and Hermione have to walk double time to keep up.
“Ron, hang on. What bug’s up your arse now?” Harry said, trailing in Ron’s wake.
“Harry, will you hush, you’re going to make it worse,” Hermione hissed, trying to keep up with both men. “Ron, what happened, why are you so upset?”
Ron was at the end of the hall now, mashing the button repeatedly to call the lift.
“Don’t want to talk about it right now,” Ron growled through gritted teeth.
“Will you knock it off, you grouchy git,” Harry said, pushing Ron’s hand away from the button panel. “We’re on the 24th floor, it will take a minute to get here.”
There was a distant sound of laughter down the hall behind them and they turned toward the noise. None of the revelers looked at them, but Ron stiffened and turned away.
“People were talking about us back there,” Ron said, scowling. “Didn’t you hear?”
“Eh, I quit listening to all that a long time ago.” Harry waved him off.
Hermione giggled. “Honestly, I was publicly slagged off in the paper when I was fifteen. I can handle whatever a bunch of Ministry desk dwellers have to say.”
“You didn’t hear what they said then,” Ron said, pushing the call button a few more times.
“All right then, tell us what you heard,” Harry said, pushing Ron’s hand away from the button again and holding it.
Ron pulled away and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“Just same ol’ shite,” he glanced at them, both looking up at him, their faces slightly flushed after a couple glasses of wine. “About how the big hero of our time takes it up the arse, and the ‘she may have brains but what kind of whore fucks two at once?’”
“Oh,” Hermione said, rubbing Ron’s arm. She sounded more concerned for Ron’s feelings than offended by what had been said about her.
“But, mate,” Harry said, standing on his toes so that his lips brushed over Ron’s neck as he spoke. “I do take it up the arse, and Hermione does fuck two at once. That’s just the truth, man.”
There was a cheerful ding and the lift doors parted for them. Ron rolled his eyes and walked in.
The doors shut behind them, confining them in the small, private space. Hermione leaned against Harry for support as the lift began it’s descent, she was a slightly wobbly after the drinks she’d had. They both looked warily at Ron who still fuming, leaning against the back wall with arms folded.
“Aw, come on Ron, you know that-”
“Harry,” Hermione interrupted with a finger over his lips. “I think there are ways we can lighten Ron’s mood without taking the piss, don’t you think?” She kissed Harry deeply and ran her hand directly down his chest and into his trousers.
Harry squeaked and then sniggered, kissing Hermione back, unbuttoning his trousers to make more room for her hand. He peeked at Ron, who was running his hands over his face, huffing at the two of them.
“I know you two aren’t even serious. You’re not gonna get off right here in the lift, so forget it,” Ron said. Harry and Hermione parted with slight playful smiles.
“Hermione, I think he’s trying to call our bluff.”
“I think you’re right, Harry. He really ought to know better by now.” Hermione stopped the lift with a wave of her wand and it jerked to a violent stop.
“Ron,” she said. “I’m not going to let you leave until you have a smile on your face about Harry taking it up the arse and me fucking two at once. Come here.”
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Pairing: Harry/Ron/Hermione
Word Count: 626
Rating: R
A/N: This is for my One Year LJ Anniversary fics -
For
natertatersmom whose prompt was; I want a TRIO!!!! A NAUGHTY one!!!! Angry Ron!!!!Well, it's Trio and angry!Ron anyway.
~^~
Ron’s stride was fast enough with his long legs, let alone when he was angry, it made Harry and Hermione have to walk double time to keep up.
“Ron, hang on. What bug’s up your arse now?” Harry said, trailing in Ron’s wake.
“Harry, will you hush, you’re going to make it worse,” Hermione hissed, trying to keep up with both men. “Ron, what happened, why are you so upset?”
Ron was at the end of the hall now, mashing the button repeatedly to call the lift.
“Don’t want to talk about it right now,” Ron growled through gritted teeth.
“Will you knock it off, you grouchy git,” Harry said, pushing Ron’s hand away from the button panel. “We’re on the 24th floor, it will take a minute to get here.”
There was a distant sound of laughter down the hall behind them and they turned toward the noise. None of the revelers looked at them, but Ron stiffened and turned away.
“People were talking about us back there,” Ron said, scowling. “Didn’t you hear?”
“Eh, I quit listening to all that a long time ago.” Harry waved him off.
Hermione giggled. “Honestly, I was publicly slagged off in the paper when I was fifteen. I can handle whatever a bunch of Ministry desk dwellers have to say.”
“You didn’t hear what they said then,” Ron said, pushing the call button a few more times.
“All right then, tell us what you heard,” Harry said, pushing Ron’s hand away from the button again and holding it.
Ron pulled away and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“Just same ol’ shite,” he glanced at them, both looking up at him, their faces slightly flushed after a couple glasses of wine. “About how the big hero of our time takes it up the arse, and the ‘she may have brains but what kind of whore fucks two at once?’”
“Oh,” Hermione said, rubbing Ron’s arm. She sounded more concerned for Ron’s feelings than offended by what had been said about her.
“But, mate,” Harry said, standing on his toes so that his lips brushed over Ron’s neck as he spoke. “I do take it up the arse, and Hermione does fuck two at once. That’s just the truth, man.”
There was a cheerful ding and the lift doors parted for them. Ron rolled his eyes and walked in.
The doors shut behind them, confining them in the small, private space. Hermione leaned against Harry for support as the lift began it’s descent, she was a slightly wobbly after the drinks she’d had. They both looked warily at Ron who still fuming, leaning against the back wall with arms folded.
“Aw, come on Ron, you know that-”
“Harry,” Hermione interrupted with a finger over his lips. “I think there are ways we can lighten Ron’s mood without taking the piss, don’t you think?” She kissed Harry deeply and ran her hand directly down his chest and into his trousers.
Harry squeaked and then sniggered, kissing Hermione back, unbuttoning his trousers to make more room for her hand. He peeked at Ron, who was running his hands over his face, huffing at the two of them.
“I know you two aren’t even serious. You’re not gonna get off right here in the lift, so forget it,” Ron said. Harry and Hermione parted with slight playful smiles.
“Hermione, I think he’s trying to call our bluff.”
“I think you’re right, Harry. He really ought to know better by now.” Hermione stopped the lift with a wave of her wand and it jerked to a violent stop.
“Ron,” she said. “I’m not going to let you leave until you have a smile on your face about Harry taking it up the arse and me fucking two at once. Come here.”
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