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A Ron Ficathon where Everyone's a Winner!
Drabble prompt #1 
17th-Jan-2007 09:21 am
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Hello all ye Ron lovers! Now that the team list and assignments are up, it's tiiiiiiiiiime for drabbles!


Drabble Rules Refresher

1. Drabbles should be Ron-centric
2. Aim for 100 words exactly (but no one's counting)
3. Put each drabble in a separate comment to this entry with appropriate headers

Your header should look like this:
Team [Het/Slash/Gen], [Title], [warnings]

You can write as many drabbles as you want for as many different teams as you want.


The next prompt will go up on Sunday at which point this post will be closed to new drabbles. With all that in mind, let's get drabbling! I am so excited to see all the fabulous drabbles I'm sure you'll create.

Prompt #1: broomstick

Drabbling for this prompt is now closed! You can vote on the drabbles at the voting post.
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17th-Jan-2007 04:12 pm (UTC)
Title: Tradition
Author: tajareyul
Team: Gen
Rating/Warnings: All (G)/None
Word Count: 100

Ron stood in the broomshed, looking over his old Cleansweep Seven. It was one of the few things he'd ever had that hadn't belonged to a brother before him.

Not the first. Harry had given his friendship, spurning Malfoy's status to befriend a gangly kid in hand-me-downs.

Hermione had given her heart, though Ron had been too dozy to realize it.

"Up," he said. The broom smoothly fit itself to his open palm. Time to continue the Weasley tradition of handing things down. "Alex!" he called, striding out into the bright sunshine. "Ready for your first flying lesson?"
17th-Jan-2007 05:03 pm (UTC)
Title: The Unexpected Benefits of Older Brothers.
Author: dream_wia_dream
Team: Slash
Rating/Warning: PG-13/Innuendo and an embarrassed redhead


Prats! They always do this! Ron grumbled to himself as he took out his broom polishing kit. Always embarrassing me in front of…

Ron flushed bright red, remembering the “playing with your wand” taunts the twins had been hurling at him. The teasing had increased since Harry had arrived at The Burrow and Fred-n-George had discovered that Ron’s voice squeaked higher when Harry was in the room.

Bloody, stupid…Ron’s internal tirade was interrupted by a soft cough from the doorway.

“D’you mind? Thought we could polish our broomsticks together” Harry laughed as Ron fainted at the sight of him naked.
17th-Jan-2007 05:45 pm (UTC)
Title: Drunken Discoveries
Author: yura_slash
Team: Slash
Rating/Warning: PG

“Welcome to Weasley’s Quidditch Supplies!” the teenager behind the counter called out.

Harry ignored him, eyes darting around the store in search of its owner. Where was he, the blighter?

“Sir?”

He shoved past the boy and made for the storage room door.

“Sir, you can’t go back there! Sir!”

Harry ignored him, too eager to find...

“There you are,” he whispered dangerously.

“Harry!” Ron squeaked. The broomstick he’d been polishing clattered to the floor. “Last night – I was drunk! I didn’t mean to –”

“Shut up,” Harry ordered, grabbing Ron by the shoulders. “Shut up and kiss me again.”
17th-Jan-2007 07:09 pm (UTC)
Title: Flying Lesson
Author: shocolate
Team: Het
Rating/Warning: PG-13

Ron decided they could not go off on the Quest and have Hermione’s flying put them in danger.

He grabbed his broom and went outside to find her.

“Are you flying today?” she asked him, looking up from her book.

We’re flying today,” he said, hauling her to her feet and mounting his broom.

“Ron, I’m just no good at it!” she protested.

He hauled her onto his broom in front of him.

“You just need a good incentive,” he said, and put his arms round her and held the broom between her legs.

“Good idea,” she said, nodding frantically.
17th-Jan-2007 07:32 pm (UTC)
Title: Splinters
Author: mamalaz
Team: Gen (Slash, too, if you squint)
Rating/Warning: U

Ronald Weasley hated Draco Malfoy with every fabric of his being. And that was a fact.

He already hated him for those cracks about his parents. And his clothes. And his looks. And pretty much everything else about him.

But this new onslaught on his Cleensweep Seven was the last straw.

A Cleansweep Seven? Good God, Weasley! It’d be cheaper just to play on a twig.

Gritting his teeth, Ron could still hear the blond’s mocking voice trickling into his ear as he gripped the handle of the aforementioned broom, the splinters digging into his palm.

Oh, yes, Ron hated Draco Malfoy.

But he hated him most for always knowing how to get under his skin.
17th-Jan-2007 07:40 pm (UTC)
Title: In An Emergency
Author: shocolate
Team: Het
Rating/Warning: PG

They decided to come back to school for their seventh year, as cover between Horcrux missions.

Ron and Hermione had been made Head Boy and Girl, so that their random comings and goings wouldn’t be noticed.

The Headmistress had explained their standard duties, and said they would be trusted and treated as adults.

Hermione could have murdered Ron when he asked if that meant he could go up the girls’ staircase, but he swore blind he only meant in an emergency.

She’d apologised and almost believed him.

“Hermione,” Parvati said. “Why is your boyfriend outside our window, on his broomstick?”
17th-Jan-2007 07:51 pm (UTC)
Title:Missed
Author: redonthefly
Team: Gen
Rating/Warning: G

There were a lot of things he missed, like a real mattress, fudge, hot showers, and house elves doing the wash.
One thing he had not expected to not miss was flying. He had never imagined he would willingly trade the exhilaration of being aloft on a broomstick for being barraged by thorns and branches and covered with mud, but he hadn’t ever expected to see
Hermione’s hair, encrusted with dirt and limp for the first time in living memory, or Harry, so thin and pale that his veins rose alarmingly big on the back of his hands.
And if the skies were a danger…if the brambles and sticks and brush kept them safe, he didn’t know how he would ever miss it again.
15th-Feb-2007 03:57 am (UTC)
I really love this drabble. You really painted an incredibly vivid picture with so few words. I really can feel exactly what Ron must be feeling in this moment. Great job:D
17th-Jan-2007 09:44 pm (UTC)
Title: Moving Pictures
Author: Kaellite
Team: Slash
Rating/Warning: PG/None
Word Count: 100


Ron’s used to handling a broomstick with one hand.

But trying to peep through a view finder, push a button, and fly is a bit much. At least guarding the hoops he can use both eyes at the same time.

Later after Colin had developed the photographs for him, and returning the Muggle Born’s camera grateful he hadn’t dropped it, he apologetically showed the pictures to Neville.

“They’re not exactly focused, are they? Or in frame?”

“I think they’re beautiful.”

“Maybe, next time you can come up with me, you’re a lot easier to keep hold of than a camera.”
17th-Jan-2007 10:42 pm (UTC)
Title: Broomstick Servicing
Author: shocolate
Team: Slash
Rating/Warning: NC-17

Ron blames Hermione.

She’d given Harry that blasted broomstick servicing kit, and, at the time, all he’d thought was that it was an unexpectedly thoughtful and nonbooklike present.

But this evening Ron has watched Harry spend hours lovingly caressing his bloody shaft and rubbing oil into it and running his palm along it, feeling for imperfections.

And Ron aches.

And he collapses back onto their bed, one hand pressed to his eyes and one to his groin.

A second hand joins his, stroking his cock firmly, from root to tip.

“Y’know, you should take better care of this,” Harry whispers.
18th-Jan-2007 05:36 am (UTC)
"But this evening Ron has watched Harry spend hours lovingly caressing his bloody shaft and rubbing oil into it and running his palm along it, feeling for imperfections."

I've read all of the drabbles posted so far, and I'm only going to comment on this and one other. The only problem is that I would have trouble saying in a thousand words what you said in 100 (guessing you stuck with 100 -- I really didn't count). When I saw the "broomstick" prompt, this is exactly what I was hoping for. Thanks for the happy sigh! I can sleep now.
17th-Jan-2007 11:32 pm (UTC)
Title: Glove
Author: attilatehbun
Team: Het
Rating/Warning: PG-13

~*~

Tired of fumbling, Ron tears the glove off with his teeth, his mouth quickly filling with the pleasantnasty taste of leather and broomstick polish.

When Hermione first showed up in the Quidditch tent after practice, he'd though it was brilliant.

But now...

It is difficult getting Hermione's bra off during the best of times. Being frantic and wearing Quidditch gloves elevates the task to a near impossibility.

He only hopes that this doesn't count against 'not removing your gear'.
18th-Jan-2007 12:36 am (UTC)
Title: Triumphant
Author: dramedy
Team: Het
Rating/Warning: PG - 13?

When you step on the pitch, you change. Riding around on a broomstick with nothing else in mind trains you to be focused. You can put a lot of things behind you...but not losing.

"Good game," he told her, glancing at her defeated yet alluring figure. She clutched her broomstick in her hand, her knuckles going white with rage.

"Fuck you, and your whole damn TEAM, Weasley," she yelled, shaking her broomstick at him.

"Ok," he said, with a cheeky grin, "But I get to go first."

That was the first time Cho Chang had ever left her broom on the field.
18th-Jan-2007 12:46 am (UTC)
Title: Trying New Things
Author: dramedy
Team: Slash
Rating/Warning: NC17 - Broomsticks and buggering.

Ronald Weasley was very vanilla in how he liked his sex. A blow job or a hand job usually did him fine.

This was not usual. Some how he had found himself of the receiving end of a broomstick. And no, it wasn't a metaphor for someone's dick, he had a bloody broomstick up his arse. And he was starting to like it. Looking up as a pale hand encircled his erection, He saw a gleam in Malfoy's eyes that, in the short time they'd been furiously fucking, he still didn't usually understand.

"I told you," Malfoy whispered into Ron's ear, "I didn't buy my way on to the Quidditch team."
18th-Jan-2007 04:28 am (UTC)
Title:. Grounded
Author:. star54kar
Team:. Het
Rating/Warnings:. PG/ None


The air is cool and sweet, embracing him like a comforting friend. Ron grips the handle of his broomstick and closes his eyes. Far from the stresses of his daily life, nothing compares with the freedom Ron feels high above the trees with the wind whipping through his hair. Making his way down he sees Hermoine, smiling sweetly at him. Ron quickly lands and dismounts his broom before reaching out to hold her in his arms. Yes, Ron loves flying, but as Hermoine kisses him lovingly beneath a beautiful sunlit sky he's glad she's always there to keep him grounded.

18th-Jan-2007 04:33 am (UTC)
Title: Ron's Regret
Author: star54kar
Team: Gen
Rating/Warnings: PG/ None

I sit in the stands next to Hermoine watching as Harry steps forward into the enclosure. He's terrified, and his terror grips me like a icy hand clutching my heart. He casts a charm to summon his Firebolt, and I can't breathe, because the last I knew Harry still couldn't perform a summoning charm. Agonizing moments go by before Harry's broomstick hurtles toward him and he's in the air, dodging the waves of fire. The spiky dragon's tail collides with his shoulder and my heart stops beating. He's going to die! I'm an utter git and he's going to die!
18th-Jan-2007 04:39 am (UTC)
Title:. Weasley is My King
Author:.star54kar
Team:. Slash
Rating/Warnings:. NC-17/ Rimming and Swearing

Harry lay on his back writhing in ecstasy as Ron knelt between his wantonly open legs. Using his obscenely talented tongue Ron was engaging in an exquisite torture session of Harry's most intimate insides.

"Come on Harry," Ron says huskily, "Sing it for me"

"Weasley is my King,

Weasley is my King... Oh God!

He never leaves a single... ah... Ring!

Ron Weasley is my Fucking King!"
.

Ron grins wickedly as he pulls away from Harry's glistening hole. Harry groans in protest until Ron cuts him off with a searing kiss.

"Don't worry Harry," Ron says as he flips them over so Harry is now sitting astride his straining cock, "It's your turn to ride my broomstick."

18th-Jan-2007 05:40 am (UTC)
"Come on Harry," Ron says huskily, "Sing it for me"

I don't normally resort to euphamisms, but *GUH!*

Excellent use of the prompt, and having Harry sing "Weasley is my King" was inspired! I've been trying to put one together where Ron writes a song about Harry, leaving out Harry's name or gender, of course. I think you may have re-inspired me to try it again. Thanks!
15th-Feb-2007 03:53 am (UTC)
And the resulting fic was lovely:D
18th-Jan-2007 09:18 am (UTC)
Title: Capabilities
Author: redonthefly
Team: Gen, Het if you squint
Rating/Warnings: G, but absurdly over the 100 word limit.

Ron did not like Harry’s Firebolt. It wasn’t because of the exquisite design, or because of the gleaming wood, the 150-in-10 acceleration capabilities or the even the superb braking charms.
No, Ron had his Cleansweep Eleven, and it was enough for him; it was perfect for him. Not because he had worn a perfect fit to his palm in the ash wood handle, not because the cushioning charms were set to exactly his own comfort level or even because he had came to own it through his own accomplishments, and pride was huge.
Ron loved his own broomstick because Hermione, barely conscious and bleeding, had looked at him and said, “I want to ride on that one. With you.”
No Firebolt could do that.
18th-Jan-2007 12:44 pm (UTC)
Title: Equipment Manager
Author: Kaellite
Team: Slash
Rating: R-NC/17
Word Count: 100

It glistens and shines. Too bad he can’t get his other broomstick to look this with just a spit polish. Granted, he’s never tried it with his mouth.

“So, do I get the job? Or do you need further demonstrations?”

“Depends. You sure you can keep it from weakening in the cold.”

Warmth encases almost all of it. Ron moans when air causes the base to tremble, but only briefly, as he watches his dorm mate splay himself out.

“I’m sure this will meet your needs for housing the shaft”

Ron groans as tight heat engulfs him. Equipment manager indeed.
18th-Jan-2007 07:18 pm (UTC)
Title: Payback
Author: yura_slash
Team: Slash
Rating: R-NC/17
Word Count: 100

“Oh Ron – please!

Ron ignored him, too intent on his broomstick.

“Ron, don’t tell me that you stripped me and tied me up – so you could polish your broomstick!”

“This is payback,” Ron answered briskly, avoiding looking at Harry’s frustrated form tied to his bed. He didn’t want his resolve to break...

“Well I’m sorry, okay! I’ll never polish my broomstick in front of you again, I swear! Just. Get. Over. Here!”

Ron risked one glance – and decided that Harry had learned his lesson. “Too right,” he choked out, throwing his broomstick down and jumping on top of his boyfriend.
18th-Jan-2007 08:37 pm (UTC)
Title: Wanting
Author kennahijja
Team: Gen
Rating/Warnings PG
(and *painfully* over the word limit!)

"I don't want it."
Ron dropped the Lightning-Bolt like dirt rather than the hottest new broom on the market.
"Don't you want to beat Smith this time?" Lucius' fingers stroked the shaft as if he was half in love with it.
"To make your reputation in the races?"
Grabbing Ron's wrist, Malfoy exposed the snug slave-bracelet.
"This is what you are now, Weasley. You'll never be free again. Why keep denying yourself?"
"Send me back, then."
Macnair had foreshadowed with whips and Cruciatus what would happen if Ron disappointed yet another Death-Eater. Not how Ron wanted to die, but Malfoy was right – his life was over anyway.
"And admit I can't handle Potter's little Weasel?" Lucius pushed the broom at Ron, feeding his yearning. Borrowed rides on Harry's Firebolt aside, he'd never held something this awesome. But Harry was dead, his cause lost, all childish dreams shattered.
"You will fly tomorrow," Malfoy said. "I've bet Rookwood that you'll beat his Smith by a broom-length."
Ron's fingers closed around the handle. Wanting to fly was too close to coming alive.
"So this is for your reputation?"
Malfoy lifted an eyebrow.
"Well of course, Ronald. Whyever else would I've bought it?"
20th-Jan-2007 02:32 am (UTC)
Oh the angst of it all...lol. Poor Ron, but am I evil in secretly loving every freaking minute of it.

"So this is for your reputation?"

Malfoy lifted an eyebrow.

"Well of course, Ronald. Whyever else would I've bought it?"


*cough* No, in no way, was I squinting really hard and playing this part over and over in my mind to make it all slashy and good...I mean you do write for Team Gen so, no...this is totally genrific...lol.

MWAH!
20th-Jan-2007 02:33 am (UTC)
pssst, I would really love to read more of this plot...a lot more

;p
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