I stared at the ceiling as the light from outside danced around, illuminating the room. The soft sounds of Ginny's snores echoed in and out of my ears as I burried myself in the warmth of my own duvet. It was all useless, I couldn't sleep.
I threw my covers back, the coldness of the winter air hitting me instantly. I laid my feet on the floor, gently creeping downstairs.
I reached for a mug from the cupboard above my head, when I noticed a shadowy figure behind me. Thinking quickly I reached for the knife block, pulling out the nearest one.
"Y/n, it's just me!" A voice whisper-yelled.
"Shit." I muttered putting the knife back. Ron's hand landed in my waist as I turned to face him.
"Merry Christmas." He kissed me on the forehead, nodding at the window above the kitchen sink. It was snowing.
"It's not Christmas yet." I said quietly staring at the dusted street.
"Close enough." He whispered back. I turned back to look at him, placing my hands in the counter behind me and lifting myself up to sit on top. He was now standing between my legs.
"Why are you up?" He asked me as I reached forwards, brushing his hair into place with my fingers.
"Couldn't sleep, you?" He replied, brushing my own hair from my forehead.
"Same." I rested my hands on his shoulders, staring at his illuminated face.
"I got your present today." I smiled. He smiled back, almost guiltily.
"I haven't made your cake yet." He said, like he was panicked.
"Don't make it till Christmas Eve. And don't worry, I'm not expecting much." I said quietly, looking him dead in the eyes.
"Cheeky bugger." He shook his head, resting his forehead against my own. We stayed like that for awhile enjoying each other's company.
"I love you." Ron whispered into the dark kitchen.
"I love you too." I whispered back, leaning my face towards him and kidding him gently on the lips. Kissing he back tenderly, he reached one of his hands up, resting it on my cheek. The other hand gently brushing my thigh.
A/n
I almost forgot to post a second time today. Oops. This is a sweet little romantic chapter for you all.
Someone asked me to write smut in this fanfic. I'm not going to put any in this one but maybe in a future one. Though you may have noticed I leave kissing chapters on a cliffhanger so you can imagine the rest. Turn it into a smut it leave it somewhat wholesome.
Okay dokie, smile for me tonight, gorgeous!
Byeee!
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