Unaccustomed As I Am To Public Groping - for tattooedsiren - Harry/Ron - NC-17
Title : Unaccustomed As I Am To Public Groping
For : tattooedsiren
Pairing : Harry/Ron
Prompt : public-place!smut
Words : 262
Rating : NC-17


It's not that they weren't proud as punch of Hermione and thrilled that she was asked to give a speech at the reopening of the school.

She'd worked so hard, spending months on the project.

She'd worked so hard, spending hours on her speech.

But they had heard her practise it all week.

So they took a seat in the back row of the Quidditch stands and tried their best to concentrate.

Just ten minutes into Scrimgeour's speech, Harry felt Ron's hand slip down the back of his trousers.

He gasped and helpfully arched his back, allowing Ron's fingers to slide lower.

"Good boy," Ron murmured, leaning against Harry's shoulder to hide what his hand was doing.

Everyone applauded as Scrimgeour introduced Professor McGonagall.

Everyone except Ron, who only had one hand free, as his fingers slid between Harry's cheeks and gently caressed him.

Harry leant forward, resting his forearms on his knees, and moaning as Ron finally reached his goal.

It was a good thing he knew Hermione's speech off by heart, because Ron's finger pressed inside him and all he could hear was the blood pumping in his ears.

He glanced to his right and smiled at the gleeful look on Ron's face.

"Changing rooms," he muttered, clenching his muscles around Ron's probing finger.

Ron nodded frantically and closed his eyes, concentrating hard and Apparating them away.

They materialised in the changing rooms, Ron's finger still in place.

"Did you know for sure that a finger up someone's arse is enough to Side Along them?" Harry squeaked, gaping at him.