my first choice ~ ron weasley x reader

blame me

I woke up that morning with a pit in my stomach, it was my first time playing since falling off my broom. My arm was obviously better as it had been weeks, but my ego was definitely still pretty damaged. I knew for a fact Ron felt the exact same way because we had been talking about it late at night in the common room.

It had become a bit of a routine now, whilst Luna and Harry ditched us for what they called 'just talking' me and Ron hung out. We stayed up until midnight a lot of the time just talking about everything and anything. We would sometimes sneak a kiss, but neither of us ever really talked about where we were at, I was fine with that right now and I think he was too.

As I walked down to the Great Hall I noticed Hufflepuff in their kit, it was my first match with Hufflepuff and I had hoped they were less aggressive than Slytherin because I was not about to have another cast. I smiled towards the team and gave them a thumbs up as I continued to walk towards the Hall.

When I reached the grand doors I quickly shuffled through the tables and sat down in my normal spot.

"Morning" I mumbled whilst buttering the slice of toast I picked up.

"Morning" Harry said.

"Morning" 'mione spoke sneaking a glance from over her newspaper and flashing me a smile, which I happily returned.

"Morning y/nn" I heard Ron say through a mouthful.

"You're gross" I said as my face twisted.

"What!" he sounded almost offended.

"You heard me" I raised my eyebrow. He flashed me a smile with food still in his mouth.

"Oh my god Ron you're actually disgusting!" I shouted, and he laughed hysterically thankfully this time with no food in his mouth.

"Drama queen" he said in a sing song voice.

"We'll see who the drama queen is when I knock you off that broom" I pointed in his face and he held his hands up to surrender.

"C'mon 'mione let's go down to the pitch, I don't think I can bear to see Ron's breakfast spilling out of his mouth anymore" I said blowing a kiss his way as he blushed.

"Coming!" Hermione shot up and we walked out of the Great Hall.

･ﾟ:* time skip - beginning of the match *: ･ﾟ

"Okay so last time may not have been our best, but this time we are more aware" Harry hyped the team up and people cheered.

"So if everyone is ready let's go" he smiled, clearly proud of the team he leads.

"Good luck, make sure not to fall off your broom this time" Ron smirked.

"Awh thank you, but if I do make sure you rescue me, wouldn't want me breaking my arm...oh wait" I raised my eyebrows and flew off into the sky.

The whole game was not very eventful, just as I had expected the Hufflepuff team was a lot less violent, which was a plus. The score was pretty equal, however Hufflepuff were 10 points ahead which mean Harry had to catch the snitch.

I continued to score goals as did Hufflepuff, suddenly I heard cheers erupt from the stalls and turned to see Harry laying on his stomach. I then saw a glint of gold in his hand, we had won! I flew down to the ground at this news and all of the team huddled together.

I was grinning from ear to ear as Harry was lifted into the air. I felt a hand grab my waist and assumed it was Ron, the hands turned me round and placed a kiss onto my lips. I looked up expecting to see a ginger mop of hair, but instead it was McLaggen.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing McLaggen" I yelled and threw myself out of his grip.

"Oh come on it was just a little celebration kiss, didn't mean anything by it. Unless you wanted there to be of course, in which case i'm up for it" he winked.

"I'm not usually into h/c, but I think you could be the exception" he smirked, but his didn't give me butterflies like Ron his just made me extremely uncomfortable.

Shit. Ron. Where is he?

"Do not come near me ever again McLaggen" I pointed at his chest and pushed him backwards.

"Because I swear if you do, I will get you kicked off this quidditch team immediately" I said and stormed over to Harry.

"Where's Ron" I asked my face still bright red from anger.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked concerned.

"That fucking creep McLaggen I don't get why he's even on this team," I humphed "anyway where's Ron?" I asked a bit more sternly this time.

"Oh uhm i'm not sure y/nn sorry, maybe he went for a shower in our room?" he suggested.

"Thanks Harry and well done" I praised him.

"Thanks y/nn!" I heard him call faintly as I stormed off in the opposite direction. 

Once I reached the door to the common room the portrait swung open and I climbed in. That was when I noticed Ron sitting in the sofa.

"Ron you will never believe what that creep did!" I shouted angrily, plopping down on the sofa next to him hoping for remorse.

"I saw" he said bluntly.

"Oh god it was horrible he sprung himself onto me! But it's fine I told him to fuck off" I slightly smiled.

"Looked like you were enjoying it from were I was standing" he said a slight anger underlying his sentence and I felt his jealously from across the sofa.

"What did you just say?" I said my anger bubbling up.

"Oh don't act so innocent! I saw you kissing him back!" he shouted standing up from the sofa as I sat, completely shocked at his reaction.

I stood up from my position now and was in front of him.

"How dare you! I came here to tell you what happened and yet again it's all about you, in the common room having a little pity party" I yelled, how could he say I enjoyed it when I constantly talked about how creepy he was.

"Oh yes blame me, blame me for you acting like a sl-" he cut himself off as my eyes widened. I didn't realise he was going to go this far.

"Finish that sentence, go on, I dare you!" I tested him and I could tell it was pissing him off, all the more satisfying if you ask me.

"All i'm saying is it's not my fault that you acted like a slut. You kiss me for weeks, lead me on, and then embarrass me in front of everyone by kissing McLaggen. I'm sorry i'm not good enough for you!" he yelled pointing his finger in my face accusingly.

"Oh here he goes again. Ronald Weasley if you didn't have such an inferiority complex then maybe you could get it through your brain that I didn't kiss McLaggen, I had feelings for you" I cried out, knowing those words would sting.

"Had?" he questioned with a bright red face.

"Yes Ron, had," I said through gritted teeth, even though that couldn't be further from the truth "now when you decide to actually listen to my side of the story then come and talk to me" I spun on my heel and began walking up the stairs.

"Oh and for the record Ron if you ever, and I mean ever call me a slut again I will not hesitate to slap you around the face" I turned back around and slammed my door. As soon as I entered the room I slid down the other side of the door and started sobbing uncontrollably.

What did I do to deserve loving such a prick.

･ﾟ:* Ron's POV *: ･ﾟ

Why the fuck did I say that, why in gods name did I say that. She doesn't like me anymore, i've lost the one person that had truly got me, and the worst part was I deserved it.

That creep, why did I ever think she would kiss him back I know how much he freaks her out. I need to talk to her I need to sort this out. No, I need to give her space. I need to beat the shit out of McLaggen.

oooo the girls are fightinggg 🙈