One & Done.

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It was the weekend in July you'd been looking forward to. Every year all the Weasley's gathered at the Burrow to spend time together; especially since life has a way getting becoming too busy. Especially since Fred was gone. Sunday dinner was okay to skip but you best not miss the weekend, because there's nothing more embarrassing then receiving a howler at your place of work. 

 Back at Hogwarts you didn't really know Ron, of course you knew of him (and Harry and Hermione) but your group of friends and his barely intermingled. In the years following the war, you bought an apothecary shop in Diagon Alley just down the road from where his brother's shop was. Several times he had come in for ingredients, for his brother's shop he always said. After months of awkward conversations and blushing he finally asked you to lunch, and now you've been married for six months.

You and Ron arrived hand in hand stepping out of the fireplace. You took a deep breath, being engulfed in the warm coziness was one of the best parts of being at the Burrow.

"Ron!" Molly smiled pulling him into a hug. Then she squeezed you, "And my newest daughter in-law. Where are my grandchildren?"
"They were with Mione," he said smiling. "She'll bring them by later." 
"Well c'mon, everyones arrived except for Charlie, Harry and Ginny."

The day passed with lots of laughing, talking, and eating. Now it was evening and anyone who was half way decent at cooking was in the kitchen helping Molly with dinner. Which left everyone else to their own devices. You figured you'd take advantage of everyone being busy. Ron was sitting on the couch, you gave him a lingering look before disappearing upstairs. 

You took off your top and laid on his old bed. Using your wand you lifted your phone midair. The camera was focused on your top half while off screen your fingers slid in and out of you. You moaned Ron's name a few times before ending the video and sending it to him. Only a few moments passed before you heard heavy footsteps quickly making their way up the stairs and to his room. With your best seductive smirk you laid back on his bed, waiting for him The door flew open.

"Are you mad?" He whisper shouted.
Your cute smirked turned into a confused expression. "I thought you'd like to get a little naughty."
His hand flew to his forehead. "You sent the video to the family group chat!"
With wide eyes you grabbed your phone from the nightstand. "I didn't! I checked to make sure!"
"Well you didn't check hard enough."
"Oh my god!" Coldness rand though your body as if you have been dunked in ice water. You tossed your phone on his bed, placing your head in your hands. "I don't want your family thinking I'm a whore!"

Ron couldn't help but snort. His grin was too infectious. You tossed your shirt at him trying not to grin as well. Catching it he moved closer putting it over your head. 

"What are we gonna do?" You slid your arms through the arm holes.
"We can delete the message from everyone's phone?" 
You made a face. "You really think we can delete it before anyone sees?"
He pulled you up and placed a kiss on your forehead. "If we start now..."
You nodded. 

You knocked on a door and waited for an answer. 
"Come in," Percy said. He was reading over some papers. Ministry business you supposed. 
You smiled. "I misplaced my phone, do you think I borrow yours to call and find it?"
Without looking from his papers he nodded. "Sure, I think it's on my bed."
"Thanks!" You made your way to his bed. Quickly you went to the group chat deleting the message and then called your phone. You could hear it ringing from Ron's room "Oh it must be in Ron's room, thank Perc!"
"No problem," he waved as you left. 

On your way down to meet Ron, you peaked into every room hoping to find a stray phone lying around. What luck! In George's room, was his phone. But so was George, asleep. You quietly stepped into his room grabbing the phone, did what needed to be done, and put the phone back. You were just closing the door when he stirred.

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