You are a female wizard attending Hogwarts. Ypu are in your 5th year. You've been best friends with Ronald Weasley since day one. You are also bestfriends with Hermine and Ginny.
Today was the day you go home for the holidays. Or rather in your case to the burrow.
You roll over tiredly. You were exhausted. Your eyes still heavy with sleep you sit up in bed rubbing your eyes hoping to regain circulation.
Your long eyelashes were tangled. It was a normal practice to untangle them after each sleep. You got out of bed and head to the shower. After all you wanted to make a decent impression on Ron's oldest brothers Bill and Charlie.
It's not that you liked them but if you were going to be living them from now on it would be best if thier first impressions were you looking half dead.
The cold shower water got your blood pumping. You were lost in thought when there was a knock at the bathroom door.
'Y/n?" It was Harry. "Ron says to hurry up well be going in an hour and a half"
"Tell him I said to shove his 'hurry up' up his sorry ass!" You yelled back washing the soap off your back.
You quickly blow dried your hair and then sprayed it with water to regain its curls. You used a bit of concealer to cover your dark eyebags.
You put on an outfit that looks like this...

Your bag was already packed so you shoveled it out the door of your room and onto the train station. Ron was waiting for you.
"Hey bub" you say cheerily. He frowned at you and walked closer to you. He gazed into your eyes worryingly. He wiped away the counselor under your eyes and gasped at your state.
"Y/n are you ok? Did you get any sleep? Should I be worried? Do I need to hurt someone?" He asked frantically.
"No!" You chuckled "I just didnt sleep well is all. I just needed some human interaction is all" you say hinting away.
Ron visibly relaxed and sat down in the train cart next to you. As you waited no one else joined. Where are my friends? You ask yourself.
Ron 'stretches' and puts his arm around you pulling you close. Your skin tingling were his own skin met yours. Your hart racing. You could feel your face heat up. Sure he had done this before but only in a sense of comfort. What did it mean this time? Does he like me? I'm scared. This single act could ruin the rest of our friendship. This could jeopardize all our friends relationships if this means what I think it means!
Or, it could mean nothing. Yes, yes that's right nothing. For how could someone as handsome as him like someone as ugly as me? Wait, handsome? Well yes of course he is but am I admitting that I think of him like that? Well yes i think of many of my friends like this, they are pretty even if they are girls. Hermione is pretty. Wait, am I Bi? Maybe. No one thought at a time. How am I going to react to this moment? This touch?
Anything I were to say or do now would be vastly overdo. So then I do the most un thinkable thing, you suprise even yourself when you lean up and kiss him on the cheek.
His face heat up and is the color of his hair. He stops breathing and freezes. I can tell that hes wondering what this means. What does this mean? Do I like Ronald Billius Weasley?
All at once I open the door. So many thoughts memory and feeling hit me an once. Yes, I think I am in love with my best friend again.
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