|yule_balls_mod (yule_balls_mod) wrote in hp_yule_balls,
@ 2008-12-26 23:08:00
|2008, character: harry potter, character: ron weasley, fic, pairing: harry/ron
Fic: Wild Sphinx Chase (Harry/Ron, R) for derryere
Title: Wild Sphinx Chase
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters engaging in sexual activity are 16 years or older.
Summary: In which Harry and Ron meet a sphinx and shag in a tent.
Warnings: EWE, established relationship, frotting,
Word Count: 4500
Author's Notes: Thanks to M for beta-reading.
He would have liked to begin his account with the words 'once upon a time', but that would have implied a fairytale beginning and there wasn't one. It was drizzling, they'd been walking for miles, and the satisfaction gained from ogling a mud-splattered Harry had worn off round about day six. Nine and a half days, they'd been tramping through the bloody Peak District, and they had seen neither hide nor hair of the sphinx.
Ron was not happy; sod that, Ron was infuriated. So was Harry, and given that a small child was yet to go missing, one could only assume that the sphinx hadn't had much to eat lately, so she probably wasn't very pleased either.
Harry did too.
They smiled at each other, though rather ruefully.
"After we've found the bloody thing and shipped it back to Thebes," said Harry, "might I suggest that we hunt Draco Malfoy down and kill him?"
It was, he thought, quite typical. While a good many wizards might have decided that they wanted a pet sphinx (though Hermione objected on ethical grounds and had already founded a Sphinx-Rights movement), only the Malfoys would be able to afford its being shipped in from Egypt. Only the Malfoys had enough house-elves to care for a sphinx for a period of what the Aurors suspected was almost a month. And only Draco Malfoy would take the bloody thing for a walk on the moors and let it slip out of its lead.
Actually, the last bit was unfair. Hagrid might do that too.
But still. Ron was not in the mood for being reasonable.
He sighed again.