"Such a shame Ron's straight," Harry muttered, wrapping his fingers round Dean's shaft and trailing them slowly upwards.
Did anyone ask him? O_*
"I put in a good hour's grovelling, and she finally let me sleep in the extra bed in her room," Ron said mournfully. "I stayed put and did my penance, but I was this close to joining you lot in our old room."
LOL!
Perfect banter and hot Gryffindor Boys = I love this fic!