The Fools [DISCONTINUED :(]

Trickery

The bright light shines through the stained glass window of my dorm. I sit up from the bed rubbing my eyes a bit.

I quickly get ready for classes. I actually got up early this time. That's only because I want- no, need to get back to Ron.

After I got dressed I quickly scurry down the stairs of the girls dorms and out the common room. I notice a certain ginger walking down the stairs. Along side with the "Chosen One."

Honestly, that name is getting old. And annoying.

I hurry down the stairs so I'm right behind Ron. But, he doesn't notice me.

I take one step next to him before tripping him making him stumble. I let out a laugh before hitting the bottom of the stairs.

I turn around and give him the middle finger. He's looking down at me in rage, damn, he looks so stupid right now-

Crap! I thought.

Before I knew it I bumped into someone and fell on the ground. Shit. I look up at Ron and notice his expression change.

This fucking git is laughing at me. How much more petty can he get? I thought.

"Ugh,"

"Need a hand?" I hear him call out.

He's now standing in front of me. I mean I guess, what's the worse he can do.

I hold out my hand for him to help but as soon as he's about to grab mine he moves it quickly across the side of his head. And of course he starts laughing.

He steps over me and continues walking away. What a fucking moron! I thought before getting up and dusting myself off.

If he wants to play dirty, then lets play dirty.

I get to my first class of the day and take a seat. Everyone else way already there so I sat in an empty seat in the back.

I hear the door open and turn towards it. You've got to be kidding me. I thought.

I look around the class and notice all the seats are taken. Except one. The ones next to me. Oh shit.

I turn around looking down at my paper not making eye contact with him. I hear the chair next to me shift as he sits down.

I was too preoccupied in my work. Wow, crazy right. I'm actually doing class work for once in my life.

That's until I felt a sort of hot breath on my neck I shiver slightly at the feeling.

"What are we doing?" he asks.

"Ever heard of personal space Weasley?" I whisper yell at him turning towards his face.

"Pft, personal shmersonal" he says.

"You're an absolute idiot Ronald Weasley"

"Eh, I've been called worse"

I roll my eyes and turn back to my paper finishing my work.

Class was soon over and I start to walk out of the class. I don't even making it out all the way because I feel someone grabs onto my wrist pulling into a broom closet.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" I yell out.

"Woah! Call down Y/l/n"

"RONALD WEASLEY! You better let me out before I drop kick your ass"

"Damn woman. You're crazy. Look, I was just wondering something"

"What is it?" I cross my arms annoyed at this point