November 30, 2004
|Written for netbyrd.|
"Ron? What are you doing?"
"Er..." Frozen at the voice.
"Is that one of Ginny's bras?"
"Why are you wearing it?" Steps came closer and Ron closed his eyes, right hand still at the hook.
"For what?" Confusion. "Oh! Oh." A quick clearing of throat. "Ron, you know... if I can ever help you with anything, I'd be glad to."
Warm breath on his face, familiar, but not so welcome anymore. They were too old for that. Still...
"Well... maybe you could?" He used both hands to open the bra and held it out to Percy.
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