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An Inconvenient Attachment
FangQueen @fangqueen
Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Ginny Weasley Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Canon Divergent, Obsession, Pining, Jealousy, Angst, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Slow Burn, Misunderstandings, Love Letters, Diary/Journal, Radio, Past Relationship(s), poor decision making, Draco's a bit of a dick to his hookups, Down and Out Draco Malfoy, Redemption, Drinking, Clubbing, Anxiety Disorder, Panic Attacks, Flashbacks, Past and Present, alternative careers, Muggle Life, Getting Together, Weddings, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Finger Sucking, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex Summary:
Draco Malfoy has a secret ― a crush that he's harboured for years. He poured his heart out into his journals at school, but now over twelve years later, he'd rather just forget it all. He's wrapped up in the world of being Pansy's Best Man, helping her put the finishing touches on what's supposed to be her happiest day, when the letters start getting leaked. Will Ron Weasley ever figure out they're all for him? And if so, what will be his reply?
Excerpt:
Ron's eyes searched Draco's face, his hand sliding down from his elbow to lace their fingers together. "I've always felt like second best."
"You've never been second best to me."
A breeze blew by, rustling through Ron's hair. It shone like copper in the light from the stars, and Draco thought of a moment in time, a conversation under a moonless sky. Ron's hand came up to grasp the back of Draco's neck, his arm sliding around his waist.
And then Ron was kissing him.
Draco gasped. He clung to him, clutching Ron's arms and breathing in the scent of him, the feeling of his skin as he moved against him. His eyes stung.
This was real.
Bloody Merlin, this was real. He pulled back, a tear breaking free and falling down his cheek.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry ―"
"No, no, it's okay." Ron laughed, his thumb running over Draco's jaw, his neck.
"I just never thought...Merlin, I must look out of my mind."
"You're a little barmy, sure," Ron joked, his tone light and affectionate, "but aren't we all?"
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