Capturing the Lion

Chapter 1

Ron Weasley walked into St. Mungo's looking dead tired. He only had about three hours of sleep the night before, and had caught Oliver in yet another lie. At first, he wasn't even going to confront him save himself a headache.

Oliver came in looking so pleased with himself. Ron, for the first time in a while, hadn't been able to hold his temper. The red head made one smart comment and that just set everything off, they had been up half the night arguing.

Ron had came into work early, trying to avoid yet another confrontation. He plopped down at his desk in the office he shared with Draco Malfoy and started going over his current patient files. Draco wouldn't be in for another hour at least.

45 minutes had barely passed before Oliver burst through his door. How did Ron know it was Oliver? He was talking loudly, before he even opened the office door.

Ron just sighed, and looked up at the fuming man in front of him.

"You just walked out!" He said dramatically, Ron sighed again. "It's called work, Oliver. Maybe if you had a job, you'd understand." He said calmly, knowing he probably shouldn't have said that.

Oliver looked like he was about to explode, and he probably would have if the office door hadn't opened that moment to reveal a certain blonde with coffee in tow.

Draco quickly gathered the mugs he'd been preparing, when he saw Oliver Wood stomping past the break room. He had been already shouting about something, and looked fit to be tied. Draco partly wanted to be there to protect Ron, and also to keep an eye should Aurors need to be called.

He opened the door, raising an eyebrow at the sight that met him before he continued toward Ron, his eyes flicking to Oliver with a raised eyebrow. "One hot cup of coffee for the exhausted looking partner." Draco smirked, sitting the mug in front of Ron with a small flourish

Ron shot Draco a thankful look, taking a sip of his coffee, moaning softly at how good it tasted "Perfect, as usual." He praised with a small smile, turning his gaze back to a shocked looking Oliver, raising an eyebrow.

Oliver's face grew red. "What the fuck, Ron? Since when have you been fucking MALFOY? You're cheating on me?!"

Ron pinched the bridge of his nose. "Unlike YOU, I'm faithful." He explained. "No matter how..." He started as he eyed Draco up and down appreciatively "Tempting." He finished with a smirk, tearing his gaze away and back to his boyfriend.

"Now now, Ron, we both know you want me." Draco teased, loving the shade of puce he managed to get out of Oliver.

"Malfoy, could you give us some privacy?" Oliver asked, his voice getting higher and louder when all Draco did was perch on the edge of the desk close to Ron.

Draco raised an eyebrow, turning to Ron. "Would you like some privacy, Ron?" he asked, eyes seriously asking if Ron wanted him to stay, just in case.

Ron leaned forward, elbows his desk, fingers together and chin resting atop them. "No, no, Malfoy." He answered, "He can stay and watch you try to explain how someone else's dick up your ass isn't cheating." He said, calmly as he sipped his coffee, in hindsight he probably should have waited until Draco swallowed his coffee before saying that.

Coffee spewed from Draco's mouth in shock, his eyes wide. After coughing a bit, he turned to stare at Oliver. Draco using his wand, to clean up the mess automatically. "Do you not know that shagging someone else is cheating? Merlin, you are a daft one. Whatever did you see in him Weasley?"

"Oh like you could do better!" Oliver sneered.

"I don't cheat on my lovers, Wood." Malfoy deadpanned. "I treat them like the royalty they are."