ron weasley x reader

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i'll make more time for you;

"Y/N, will you please just listen to me?!"

"no, ronald! i have had enough! when are you going to start listening to me! how many more times are you going to plainly ignore me?! i'm sick of it, fucking sick of it, ron!"

his eyes went wide as he stared around the empty classroom in which he and Y/N stood.

it was unlike her to swear, he was not expecting it at all.

"are you still not going to respond?" her voice cracked.

rolling her eyes, she muttered a sarcastic, hurt 'wow' and began to storm out of the room.

she was more than angry. she was the type of angry where you just want to cry.

tears slid down her face as she left the room, closing the door behind her with a slam.

she was instantly met with a familiar blonde.

"ooh, Y/N. what were you doing in there? is he so bad at it that you have to cry?"

"fuck off, malfoy" she snarled continued wipe her tears of rage.

malfoy smirked to his friends and pansy, who grabbed onto his arm (much to his disgust).

"what's got you all wound up?" he asked arrogantly as usual.

"what has it got to do with you, draco? just bloody go away and pick on someone who isn't vulnerable for once?"

"so you admit you're vulnerable?" he retorted.

ron sheepishly stepped out of the classroom, his eyes red and guilty.

"obviously, you dickhead! i'm crying! i'm hurt and upset and just-fuck off!"

draco laughed loudly, taunting her purposely.

"shove off, malfoy" ron spoke from behind.

"what are you going to do about it, weasley? filthy little weasel" draco scoffed.

"you can call me a weasel malfoy, i don't care what you say about me, but don't you ever, ever insult my Y/N. now run away" ron said menacingly.

draco scurried away, followed by his stupid friends and parkinson still clinging onto his arm.

i turned to ron, tears coming to eyes.

i ran towards him sighing heavily.

i cupped his face in my hands and brought it to mine.

our lips touched, his soft pink lips immediately locking onto mine.

we pulled apart,

"i'm so sorry, Y/N. i promise i'll make more time for you"

i smiled softly,

"i love you, ronald"

"i love you too"

we looked up to see professors dumbledore, mcgonagall and snape staring at us.

we shifted awkwardly and ran to the gryffindor common room, laughing as we went.

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