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A Møøse once bit my sister - H/R - PG
Title: A Møøse once bit my sister
Author:shocfix
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: PG
Words : 646
Forgonattsaga, because she batted her eyelashes.
It’s a sequal to You’re Lovely, which does need one, she’s right.
She is also allegedly Swedish, which may explain some of this story. Or maybe not.
A Møøse once bit my sister
****
They hadn’t done anything about it yet.
Harry was still full of snot, and Ron was still full of amazement.
But they were cuddled up together, his arms looped around Harry, who was leaning against his chest, watching a film on the Muggle television that was the best thing about living in Grimmauld Place.
Well, except for being able to cuddle up with Harry and have him explain films to you.
Ron started talking over the opening credits, but Harry shushed him. “The credits are funny, too,” Harry said.
Ron frowned. “What can be funny about ‘Camera Operator’?” he asked, and then frowned deeper. “‘Wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër?’,” he read. “What does that mean?”
Harry sniggered. “It’s funny,” he informed him, sternly.
“It isn’t, you know,” Ron said. “You’re still delirious.”
“Shhh, you’re missing it.”
“‘A Møøse once bit my sister...’? What language is this supposed to be?” Ron asked plaintively.
“Mock Swedish,” Harry explained.
“Mock? That’s just stupid,” Ron complained.
“It’s funny.”
”‘She was Karving her initials øn the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush’? Harry, I just don’t understand this. Is it a Muggle thing?”
“Well, not necessarily Muggle, it’s just funny.”
“I don’t think it’s… ‘forty specially trained Ecuadorian mountain llamas’,” he finished weakly as Harry giggled.
Ron grunted and Harry squirmed around to look up at him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, as two men and two halves of a coconut clattered across the screen.
Ron pouted at him.
“Look, if you don’t think it’s funny, we can watch something else,” Harry said.
“It’s not that, exactly,” Ron said.
“Well, what is it then?”
“It’s just that you think it’s funny,” Ron explained.
“So?”
“So. This is your taste,” Ron muttered.
“Yeah.”
“This and me.”
Harry giggled. “You’re offended,” he said, slipping his arms round Ron’s neck.
“Maybe,” Ron admitted.
“You don’t want someone who can laugh at Ralph, the wonder llama to be in love with you,” Harry said.
“Well, it’s not the company I’d choose, no,” Ron said with dignity.
Harry reached for the remote control and turned the television off. “Then I’ll never watch it again,” he declared dramatically.
Ron’s lip twitched. “You’d do that for me?” he asked.
“Absolutely,” Harry said solemnly. “If this is going to be a monogamous relationship, I’ll have to give up my other loves, won’t I?”
Ron blinked at him. “Is it?” he asked, his voice cracking embarrassingly.
“Oh,” Harry said, trying to wriggle away, but Ron’s arms tightened around him.
“Is it, really?” Ron asked quietly.
“I… I hope so,” Harry said. “I mean. It’s us. I don’t think we can do this casually and date loads of other people. At least, I can’t.”
“Oh,” Ron whispered.
“But you don’t have to give up the Cannons,” Harry joked feebly.
He sagged against the taller man and his hands slipped down to rest on Ron’s chest.
Ron pulled him closer and rested his cheek on Harry’s hair. He sighed. “We haven’t talked about things, that’s all,” he said.
“It doesn’t matter,” Harry said.
Ron shook him.
“Of course it matters, git,” he said. “I just meant that we haven’t talked about it, and I didn’t realise how things were going to be.”
“They don’t have to…”
“Oh, yes they do,” Ron interrupted, tipping Harry’s face up to him and leaning down to kiss him.
“Oh,” said Harry as Ron pulled back to look down at him.
“A good ‘oh’?”, Ron asked.
“Such a good ‘oh’,” Harry said, and laughed breathlessly. “So we’re really gonna…”
“Give up all the other men we’ve been dating,” Ron declared.
Harry snorted.
“And the women,” Ron added.
Harry smiled.
“But not the Cannons,” Ron pouted.
“Well, no,” Harry said. “They were your first love, after all.”
“So,” Ron said. “Now what?”
Harry reached up and pulled him down for another kiss.
****
Title: A Møøse once bit my sister
Author:
shocfixPairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: PG
Words : 646
For
gonattsaga, because she batted her eyelashes.It’s a sequal to You’re Lovely, which does need one, she’s right.
She is also allegedly Swedish, which may explain some of this story. Or maybe not.
A Møøse once bit my sister
****
They hadn’t done anything about it yet.
Harry was still full of snot, and Ron was still full of amazement.
But they were cuddled up together, his arms looped around Harry, who was leaning against his chest, watching a film on the Muggle television that was the best thing about living in Grimmauld Place.
Well, except for being able to cuddle up with Harry and have him explain films to you.
Ron started talking over the opening credits, but Harry shushed him. “The credits are funny, too,” Harry said.
Ron frowned. “What can be funny about ‘Camera Operator’?” he asked, and then frowned deeper. “‘Wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër?’,” he read. “What does that mean?”
Harry sniggered. “It’s funny,” he informed him, sternly.
“It isn’t, you know,” Ron said. “You’re still delirious.”
“Shhh, you’re missing it.”
“‘A Møøse once bit my sister...’? What language is this supposed to be?” Ron asked plaintively.
“Mock Swedish,” Harry explained.
“Mock? That’s just stupid,” Ron complained.
“It’s funny.”
”‘She was Karving her initials øn the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush’? Harry, I just don’t understand this. Is it a Muggle thing?”
“Well, not necessarily Muggle, it’s just funny.”
“I don’t think it’s… ‘forty specially trained Ecuadorian mountain llamas’,” he finished weakly as Harry giggled.
Ron grunted and Harry squirmed around to look up at him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, as two men and two halves of a coconut clattered across the screen.
Ron pouted at him.
“Look, if you don’t think it’s funny, we can watch something else,” Harry said.
“It’s not that, exactly,” Ron said.
“Well, what is it then?”
“It’s just that you think it’s funny,” Ron explained.
“So?”
“So. This is your taste,” Ron muttered.
“Yeah.”
“This and me.”
Harry giggled. “You’re offended,” he said, slipping his arms round Ron’s neck.
“Maybe,” Ron admitted.
“You don’t want someone who can laugh at Ralph, the wonder llama to be in love with you,” Harry said.
“Well, it’s not the company I’d choose, no,” Ron said with dignity.
Harry reached for the remote control and turned the television off. “Then I’ll never watch it again,” he declared dramatically.
Ron’s lip twitched. “You’d do that for me?” he asked.
“Absolutely,” Harry said solemnly. “If this is going to be a monogamous relationship, I’ll have to give up my other loves, won’t I?”
Ron blinked at him. “Is it?” he asked, his voice cracking embarrassingly.
“Oh,” Harry said, trying to wriggle away, but Ron’s arms tightened around him.
“Is it, really?” Ron asked quietly.
“I… I hope so,” Harry said. “I mean. It’s us. I don’t think we can do this casually and date loads of other people. At least, I can’t.”
“Oh,” Ron whispered.
“But you don’t have to give up the Cannons,” Harry joked feebly.
He sagged against the taller man and his hands slipped down to rest on Ron’s chest.
Ron pulled him closer and rested his cheek on Harry’s hair. He sighed. “We haven’t talked about things, that’s all,” he said.
“It doesn’t matter,” Harry said.
Ron shook him.
“Of course it matters, git,” he said. “I just meant that we haven’t talked about it, and I didn’t realise how things were going to be.”
“They don’t have to…”
“Oh, yes they do,” Ron interrupted, tipping Harry’s face up to him and leaning down to kiss him.
“Oh,” said Harry as Ron pulled back to look down at him.
“A good ‘oh’?”, Ron asked.
“Such a good ‘oh’,” Harry said, and laughed breathlessly. “So we’re really gonna…”
“Give up all the other men we’ve been dating,” Ron declared.
Harry snorted.
“And the women,” Ron added.
Harry smiled.
“But not the Cannons,” Ron pouted.
“Well, no,” Harry said. “They were your first love, after all.”
“So,” Ron said. “Now what?”
Harry reached up and pulled him down for another kiss.
****