Title: Lazy Sunday Morning
Pairing: Ron Weasley/Pansy Parkinson
Rating: PG
Prompt: Raining on Sundays
Word Count: 300
Beta: Not betaed
Warnings: None
Summary: The title explains enough in my opinion :)
A/N: Originally written for the Drabble Challenge on the Ron/Pansy Shippers Club at hih_greathall . I won! *squee*I got a pretty banner too! =)

Lazy Sunday Morning

He woke up to the tip-tap sound of the rain against the window. With his eyes still heavy from sleep, he marveled at the intensity of the Autumn-y wind that made it rain sideways. The chilling breeze had cooled the warm atmosphere of their apartment. The summer was definitely coming to an end, and Ron dreaded those winter mornings when he has to go to work and abandon the warm of his bed and her body.

Pansy was still sleeping. Her long eyelashes rested against her rosy cheeks. Her chest moved softly with each deep breath she took. Her hair was always straight and shinny. It looked emso/em silky against the white sheets... He moved his body closer to hers. She instantly molded against his bigger frame, welcoming the warmness. Bringing his lips to her collarbone, he started leaving a trail of feathery kisses against the pale, soft skin.

"Wake up," he whispered.

He felt her shift under him as she stretched her arms over her head. "What're doin' up?" she mumbled with her eyes still closed.

"Enjoying a rainy Sunday morning," he explained caressing her hair and looking at her serene expression. "But I need you to be fully awake. I need to see those beautiful eyes," he whispered against her cheek before kissing her eyelids until they opened, revealing those hazel eyes that made him feel tingly inside.

Her chuckle was interrupted by a yawn. She snuggled closer to Ron and rested her head against his chest. "'Kay...but let's not do anything today. All day in bed; cuddling," she proposed with a promising smile.

"But we'll bore to death!" Ron said dramatically, finding difficult to hide his smile.

"Oh, I have a few ideas for that." She winked and leaned forward to capture his lips with hers.