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.
You awake with a start. You were on the floor on a makeshift bed in your new room. It was small, but cozy. You didnt have a bed yet. Hermione was laying next to you still asleep.
You were having dreams again. Nightmares. You couldn't fall asleep again so you stood for a drink of water. Walking down the hall past the twins room, past the bathroom, past Ginny's and am just passing Ron's when you hear voices.
Harry and Ron.
"Stupid, you'll have to tell her soon. I'm sure she likes you back...maybe" Harry says.
"No, y/n could never like me when shes someone like herself." Ron says pitifully.
Yeah, just like me. Ugly af. Hes way out of my league. You think. Wait...
"Y/n is so beautiful I just can't" Ron continues dreamily.
RON JUST CALLED ME PRETTY!! LIAR.
I mean I know that I like him but now he likes me.
"I mean geez the thoughts that run through my head about her" Ron says
You couldn't take anymore so you walk downstairs for the water. You fill up your glass and slump down against the cabinet the handles digging into your back.
It was a long time you sat there thinking about what you heard when footfalls come down the stairs.
You stand up as Ron comes down the stairs and a look of suprise jumps onto his face as he sees you. His cheeks turn red.
"I-I am er was um water soup" you say. SOUP? SOUP!!?? WHAT!? STUPID!!
"Yeah um.." ron says rubbing the back of his neck.
He leans over the sink to get water as his hand brushes yours.
He freezes holding his breath. He turns to you blushing like a mad man.
You stair into his eyes wanting nothing more than to kiss him.
Suddenly he leans in and brushes his warm pink lips against yours. His hand finds the crook of your waist. You kiss him back holding onto him.
Your blushing, he's blushing. By the time you pull away he is the color of his hair.
You kiss his cheek once more and shoot up the stairs 'quick like a bunny rabbit' as your grandparents would say.
You run down past all of the rooms blasting into George in your rush. You spill the water all over yourself.
"Woah there! Sorry love!" He says as he goes to get you a towel.
WHY IS EVERYONE UP!!???
You take it gratefully and rush back to your room.
You fight to fall asleep as your thoughts press into the threshold of sleep.
I DONT KNOW WHO NEEDS TO HEAR THIS BUT HERE IT IS.
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