it doesn't matter if it's wrong or right

my first challenge at slash_challenge.

Title: Household Charm
Author: _hannelore
Word Count: 314
Scenario: The morning after your couples first shag. Alone, together, at their flat. Also included the use of the dialogue, "It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right."
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: PG13
A/N: Now I want houseboy!Harry more. Heh.



Ron did the dishes. He plunged his hands into the hot, soapy water and scrubbed. The physical work felt good and he didn't want Hermione to gripe about dirty dishes when she got home.

Harry was on the kitchen floor, also scrubbing.

"Who's wise idea was it to try honey?" Harry said, sitting back on his heels. "This stuff's bloody sticky."

"And sweet," Ron added, rinsing a dish and putting it in the drying rack.

"I wish we knew some household charms," Harry said, returning to scrubbing, "didn't you learn any from your Mum?"

"Never paid attention, really," Ron said with a shrug. Harry gestured to Ron with the scrub brush.

"Can I get dressed at least?" Harry said plaintively.

Ron shook his head, reaching down to muss the boy's hair.

"You're dressed," Harry muttered, getting on all fours again and scrubbing. "It's not right."

"It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right," Ron said cheerfully. "It's sweet. You, naked, scrubbing. Damn the household charms, let’s see that cock swing."

Harry snorted and sat back on his heels with a mock pout.

"You're cruel and unusual," Harry said.

"Yes, well, let's keep that from Hermione when she gets home," Ron said, rinsing another dish.

Harry resumed scrubbing, rather enjoying the pendulum swing of his cock with the motion, now that he thought of it.

"She's going to find out sooner or later," Harry said hesitantly.

"It was your idea for the three of us to get this flat," Ron reminded Harry, rinsing off his hands.

"I felt badly for her after Viktor dumped her like that," Harry admitted. Ok, there went his erection. Ah well. "She needed a place to stay and I thought it'd be better if it was with friends."

"Right, except now that we are…"

"Lovers?"

"Right."

Harry thought about this. "When she's around, I get to wear clothes?"

"Of course."