FIC: Cool Down [Ron/Ginny]
Title: Cool Down
Author/Artist: lrthunder
Prompt: #96 by greyeyesbluetoo
Pairing(s): Ron/Ginny
Word Count/Art Medium: 1678
Rating: R
Warning(s): Nudity, but no explicit sex (although it could be implied)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Thanks to my beta, k.c. for looking over the story for me.
Summary: Ron and Ginny find an unusual way to cool down during a heat wave.
COOL DOWN
Ron tossed and turned in his bed. He kicked the blanket off of his body. He opened his window. He kept his bedroom door open. He even cast some Cooling Charms. Nothing worked. He was still hot. Sweat drenched his body.
"Bloody hell, I can't sleep like this!" he muttered. He got out of bed and started pacing his room. As he continued walking around, a thought occurred to him. It was a radical thought and something he never did, but maybe it would help. Maybe he would be cooler if he slept naked.
But he didn't want any of his family walking in. As it was, he was only staying at the Burrow for the summer. Once Ginny left for her final year at Hogwarts, he would find a flat in London to share with Harry. Maybe he could convince Harry to get a flat that had one of those err condisioners, or whatever they were called. Hermione would know.
Ron undressed and tossed his clothes to the side. He quickly closed the door and climbed back into bed. He didn't bother pulling back the blanket. He needed to be as cool as possible.
An hour, maybe two, had passed when Ron woke up again. He was still sweating. His plan, if he could call it that, didn't work. Grumbling, he dressed again. If he was going to sweat, he might as well not risk having his family see him naked. Maybe he could finally get some sleep. Yeah, and maybe Snape would have invested in shampoo. He snorted to himself as he closed his eyes.
* * * * * *
When Ron went downstairs for breakfast, he saw that the heat affected them also. They stumbled around the house, trying to will the exhaustion from their bodies. "Morning, Ron. Would you like some eggs and toast?" his mother asked. Even she wasn't immune to the heat's effects.
"Thanks, Mum," he said as he ran into the kitchen.
Ginny stumbled into the kitchen a minute later and Ron had to avert his eyes. She was barely wearing anything at all.
"Ginny! Put on some more clothes this instant!"
"Mum, it's so hot outside! Besides, it's not like I'm naked!" Ginny protested. She looked down. "All my important parts are covered."
Ron sniggered, causing his mother to glare at him. "Young lady, I know it's hot, but you need to look a bit more decent."
Ginny scowled and hurried out of the kitchen. Their parents looked at each other and shook their heads. "As soon as Ginny finishes Hogwarts, she's getting her own place," Ron's mother said.
"At least the heat shouldn't affect the Ministry," his father said. "I'm glad Minister Shacklebolt decided to invest in those air conditioners."
"So that's what they're called," Ron said. "But I bet some of your colleagues hated the idea of using Muggle devices."
"Quite right, Ron, but I don't think we'll hear any objections as long as this heat wave lasts. What are you planning to do today, Ron?"
Ron shrugged. "Probably just hang out by the pond. If it's going to be this hot all day, I might as well take advantage of the weather."
"That sounds good. Your mother will be at Diagon Alley doing some shopping. At least the Cooling Charms there work."
* * * * * *
Ron sighed as he sat down in the cool shade. The pond was only a few feet away, but he wanted to feel some cool air across his skin before risking the wrath of the summer heat, even in the pond. Since he planned to be at the pond all day, he thought a nap wouldn't hurt.
He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he woke with a start. Some strange noise had disturbed his sleep. He hoped it wasn't a wild beast of any kind. He definitely hoped it wasn't a gnome.
Ron waited as the noise grew louder. He saw his sister walk to the pond, wearing only a bikini. He closed his eyes as illicit thoughts invaded his mind. That's your sister. That's your sister.
Ginny looked around, but apparently didn't see Ron. His eyes widened with surprise as she removed her bikini top and tossed it to the ground. His cock stiffened as she finished undressing.
That's your sister, Ron. That's your sister, he told himself again. He didn't want to think of his sister in that way. It was bad enough she was his best mate's girlfriend.
He wanted to kick himself. He knew if he hadn't stopped to take a nap, Ginny wouldn't have stripped in front of him. Now, there wasn't any way he could go into the pond without her seeing him and screaming.
Ron continued watching her as she swam back and forth in the pond, oblivious to the world around her. Even though he wasn't exactly hidden, she either didn't know he was there nor did she care. Every now and then, she would emerge from the pond, exposing her bare breasts.
That's your sister. That's your sister, Ron told himself again. He closed his eyes and imagined it was Hermione who was skinny dipping in the pond. Every so often, he opened his eyes, as though expecting to see Hermione instead of his sister. Instead, he saw Ginny swimming in the pond, with her bikini top still on the grass.
I should go. If Ron stayed, there was a good chance Ginny would spot him. If she did, there would be no way he could avoid being hexed. He decided to leave while she had her back turned.
Ron stood up and started to leave, only to step on a twig. CRACK! He froze and winced. If Ginny hadn't known he was there, she would now.
"Who's there?" she asked.
Ron quickly ducked out of sight behind the tree. He watched his sister emerge from the water, looking around with her eyes narrowed suspiciously. After a couple of minutes, she said, "It must've been a gnome."
He breathed a sigh of relief. That was too close. He stood up and made his way back to the house.
* * * * * *
Ron groaned in frustration. He had hoped that this time the temperatures would cool down so he could get a good night's sleep. But like the previous night, it was still an oppressive heat. He slept on top of his blanket, but was still as hot as ever. He decided to undress, this time not caring if any of his family walked in on him.
He tossed his clothes to the side and climbed back into bed. While he was still hot, he imagined there was a small improvement. Maybe he would finally be able to sleep. He closed his eyes and turned so that he wasn't facing the door.
As he started to drift off to sleep, Ron thought he heard his bedroom door open. He thought he heard the soft patter of feet as they walked across the bedroom floor. He didn't want to turn. He was almost asleep. He might not get a better chance to sleep tonight. He needed to take advantage while he could.
The noise might have been a figment of his imagination, but the movement of the mattress wasn't. Something was causing his bed to move and it wasn't him. Alarmed, he turned around, trying to cover himself. Please don't let it be Mum. Please don't let it be Mum.
When he turned over, he saw it wasn't his mother. It was worse than that. It was his sister. Ginny was sitting on his bed, wearing only a bra and knickers.
"Ginny! What are you doing here?" he hissed, hoping she hadn't seen his cock.
She smiled. "Now we're even."
"What are you talking about?"
"You saw me naked this afternoon. Now, I've seen you naked," she teased.
"How did you know it was me?" Ron protested.
Ginny giggled. "I didn't until you confessed right now."
He groaned. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I only wished you joined me. That's why I'm here, so I can join you in bed."
"Ginny, if you haven't noticed, I'm naked."
"As Hermione would say, well spotted. But maybe we should correct that," Ginny replied.
"It's too hot for me to get dressed again."
"Who said anything about you getting dressed?" Before he could ask what she meant, she removed her bra and tossed it to the floor. She stood up and removed her knickers. "Now, scoot over, big brother."
Ron knew better than to argue. He moved over as far as he could, allowing her to slip in next to him. "Now, pull the blanket over us," Ginny said.
"It's too hot."
"If Mum or Dad sees the both of us completely naked, the heat will be the least of our worries."
"Good point."
* * * * * *
Ron woke to a cool breeze. He sat up and looked at the open window. Was it finally cool? Was the heat wave over? Being careful not to disturb Ginny, he eased himself out of bed and stuck his head out of his window. There was definitely a noticeable breeze.
"Ginny, wake up," he said. She didn't respond. He moved over to the bed and touched her. "Ginny, wake up."
She stirred and opened her eyes. "What is it, Ron?"
"The heat wave's over."
Ginny looked skeptical. She sat up, not bothering to hide her breasts. "It is cooler."
"You'd better get dressed and return to your room before Mum finds you in here."
"Right. See you at breakfast," she said, putting on her bra and knickers. Before she reached the door, she picked one of Ron's shirts from the floor.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked.
"Making sure that our parents don't even guess at what we did last night."
"By taking one of my shirts?"
Ginny smirked. "They know I often borrow one of your shirts to sleep in from time to time." She turned and left, leaving Ron to really appreciate his sister.
The End
Author/Artist: lrthunder
Prompt: #96 by greyeyesbluetoo
Pairing(s): Ron/Ginny
Word Count/Art Medium: 1678
Rating: R
Warning(s): Nudity, but no explicit sex (although it could be implied)
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Thanks to my beta, k.c. for looking over the story for me.
Summary: Ron and Ginny find an unusual way to cool down during a heat wave.
COOL DOWN
Ron tossed and turned in his bed. He kicked the blanket off of his body. He opened his window. He kept his bedroom door open. He even cast some Cooling Charms. Nothing worked. He was still hot. Sweat drenched his body.
"Bloody hell, I can't sleep like this!" he muttered. He got out of bed and started pacing his room. As he continued walking around, a thought occurred to him. It was a radical thought and something he never did, but maybe it would help. Maybe he would be cooler if he slept naked.
But he didn't want any of his family walking in. As it was, he was only staying at the Burrow for the summer. Once Ginny left for her final year at Hogwarts, he would find a flat in London to share with Harry. Maybe he could convince Harry to get a flat that had one of those err condisioners, or whatever they were called. Hermione would know.
Ron undressed and tossed his clothes to the side. He quickly closed the door and climbed back into bed. He didn't bother pulling back the blanket. He needed to be as cool as possible.
An hour, maybe two, had passed when Ron woke up again. He was still sweating. His plan, if he could call it that, didn't work. Grumbling, he dressed again. If he was going to sweat, he might as well not risk having his family see him naked. Maybe he could finally get some sleep. Yeah, and maybe Snape would have invested in shampoo. He snorted to himself as he closed his eyes.
* * * * * *
When Ron went downstairs for breakfast, he saw that the heat affected them also. They stumbled around the house, trying to will the exhaustion from their bodies. "Morning, Ron. Would you like some eggs and toast?" his mother asked. Even she wasn't immune to the heat's effects.
"Thanks, Mum," he said as he ran into the kitchen.
Ginny stumbled into the kitchen a minute later and Ron had to avert his eyes. She was barely wearing anything at all.
"Ginny! Put on some more clothes this instant!"
"Mum, it's so hot outside! Besides, it's not like I'm naked!" Ginny protested. She looked down. "All my important parts are covered."
Ron sniggered, causing his mother to glare at him. "Young lady, I know it's hot, but you need to look a bit more decent."
Ginny scowled and hurried out of the kitchen. Their parents looked at each other and shook their heads. "As soon as Ginny finishes Hogwarts, she's getting her own place," Ron's mother said.
"At least the heat shouldn't affect the Ministry," his father said. "I'm glad Minister Shacklebolt decided to invest in those air conditioners."
"So that's what they're called," Ron said. "But I bet some of your colleagues hated the idea of using Muggle devices."
"Quite right, Ron, but I don't think we'll hear any objections as long as this heat wave lasts. What are you planning to do today, Ron?"
Ron shrugged. "Probably just hang out by the pond. If it's going to be this hot all day, I might as well take advantage of the weather."
"That sounds good. Your mother will be at Diagon Alley doing some shopping. At least the Cooling Charms there work."
* * * * * *
Ron sighed as he sat down in the cool shade. The pond was only a few feet away, but he wanted to feel some cool air across his skin before risking the wrath of the summer heat, even in the pond. Since he planned to be at the pond all day, he thought a nap wouldn't hurt.
He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he woke with a start. Some strange noise had disturbed his sleep. He hoped it wasn't a wild beast of any kind. He definitely hoped it wasn't a gnome.
Ron waited as the noise grew louder. He saw his sister walk to the pond, wearing only a bikini. He closed his eyes as illicit thoughts invaded his mind. That's your sister. That's your sister.
Ginny looked around, but apparently didn't see Ron. His eyes widened with surprise as she removed her bikini top and tossed it to the ground. His cock stiffened as she finished undressing.
That's your sister, Ron. That's your sister, he told himself again. He didn't want to think of his sister in that way. It was bad enough she was his best mate's girlfriend.
He wanted to kick himself. He knew if he hadn't stopped to take a nap, Ginny wouldn't have stripped in front of him. Now, there wasn't any way he could go into the pond without her seeing him and screaming.
Ron continued watching her as she swam back and forth in the pond, oblivious to the world around her. Even though he wasn't exactly hidden, she either didn't know he was there nor did she care. Every now and then, she would emerge from the pond, exposing her bare breasts.
That's your sister. That's your sister, Ron told himself again. He closed his eyes and imagined it was Hermione who was skinny dipping in the pond. Every so often, he opened his eyes, as though expecting to see Hermione instead of his sister. Instead, he saw Ginny swimming in the pond, with her bikini top still on the grass.
I should go. If Ron stayed, there was a good chance Ginny would spot him. If she did, there would be no way he could avoid being hexed. He decided to leave while she had her back turned.
Ron stood up and started to leave, only to step on a twig. CRACK! He froze and winced. If Ginny hadn't known he was there, she would now.
"Who's there?" she asked.
Ron quickly ducked out of sight behind the tree. He watched his sister emerge from the water, looking around with her eyes narrowed suspiciously. After a couple of minutes, she said, "It must've been a gnome."
He breathed a sigh of relief. That was too close. He stood up and made his way back to the house.
* * * * * *
Ron groaned in frustration. He had hoped that this time the temperatures would cool down so he could get a good night's sleep. But like the previous night, it was still an oppressive heat. He slept on top of his blanket, but was still as hot as ever. He decided to undress, this time not caring if any of his family walked in on him.
He tossed his clothes to the side and climbed back into bed. While he was still hot, he imagined there was a small improvement. Maybe he would finally be able to sleep. He closed his eyes and turned so that he wasn't facing the door.
As he started to drift off to sleep, Ron thought he heard his bedroom door open. He thought he heard the soft patter of feet as they walked across the bedroom floor. He didn't want to turn. He was almost asleep. He might not get a better chance to sleep tonight. He needed to take advantage while he could.
The noise might have been a figment of his imagination, but the movement of the mattress wasn't. Something was causing his bed to move and it wasn't him. Alarmed, he turned around, trying to cover himself. Please don't let it be Mum. Please don't let it be Mum.
When he turned over, he saw it wasn't his mother. It was worse than that. It was his sister. Ginny was sitting on his bed, wearing only a bra and knickers.
"Ginny! What are you doing here?" he hissed, hoping she hadn't seen his cock.
She smiled. "Now we're even."
"What are you talking about?"
"You saw me naked this afternoon. Now, I've seen you naked," she teased.
"How did you know it was me?" Ron protested.
Ginny giggled. "I didn't until you confessed right now."
He groaned. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I only wished you joined me. That's why I'm here, so I can join you in bed."
"Ginny, if you haven't noticed, I'm naked."
"As Hermione would say, well spotted. But maybe we should correct that," Ginny replied.
"It's too hot for me to get dressed again."
"Who said anything about you getting dressed?" Before he could ask what she meant, she removed her bra and tossed it to the floor. She stood up and removed her knickers. "Now, scoot over, big brother."
Ron knew better than to argue. He moved over as far as he could, allowing her to slip in next to him. "Now, pull the blanket over us," Ginny said.
"It's too hot."
"If Mum or Dad sees the both of us completely naked, the heat will be the least of our worries."
"Good point."
* * * * * *
Ron woke to a cool breeze. He sat up and looked at the open window. Was it finally cool? Was the heat wave over? Being careful not to disturb Ginny, he eased himself out of bed and stuck his head out of his window. There was definitely a noticeable breeze.
"Ginny, wake up," he said. She didn't respond. He moved over to the bed and touched her. "Ginny, wake up."
She stirred and opened her eyes. "What is it, Ron?"
"The heat wave's over."
Ginny looked skeptical. She sat up, not bothering to hide her breasts. "It is cooler."
"You'd better get dressed and return to your room before Mum finds you in here."
"Right. See you at breakfast," she said, putting on her bra and knickers. Before she reached the door, she picked one of Ron's shirts from the floor.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked.
"Making sure that our parents don't even guess at what we did last night."
"By taking one of my shirts?"
Ginny smirked. "They know I often borrow one of your shirts to sleep in from time to time." She turned and left, leaving Ron to really appreciate his sister.
The End