Laying on the ground, staring at the snow falling towards my face, between the trees. Peaceful.
"It feels like a really cold shower." Ron rolled over to stare at me.
"They're in your eyelashes." I gently brushed my thumb across his eyelashes, the snowflakes melting at my touch.
"They're in your hair." He brushed his hand over my hair.
"And your's." I messed up his hair, snow falling everywhere. He smirked.
"There's one just there on your lip." I rolled my eyes as he leaned forward kissing the non-existent snowflake away.
"Did you get it?" I smiled at him. He shook his head grinning and pulling me back in, this time for longer.
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"I can't feel my toes." I said, using my stiff fingers to untie my shoes.
"Oh, your back. Dinner's ready in half an hour." Molly called from the kitchen. We shuffled up the stairs, shivering as we went.
I opened the bedroom door only to be greeted by a foul stench and a green smoke. Ron and I started to cough. Two excited looking red heads appeared from around the corner with disappointed looks one their faces.
"That was meant for Ginny." Fred sighed. Catching my breath, I glared at him.
"Are you trying to kill us?" Ron cringed.
"All my things are in there." I stared at the twins, upset.
"We took everything out." George rolled his eyes, pushing Ron's door open to reveal a pile of stuff.
"Everything?" I asked rifling through the pile, still freezing and gasping for air.
"As far as we're aware, why?" George frowned at me. I shook my head, shrugging at the same time. I really hope Ron's Christmas present wasn't still under my bed.
Footsteps hurried up the stairs and Fred closed the door putting a finger to his lips, signalling for us to be quiet. When the coughing began in the hall he opened the door again to Harry gagging from the smell.
"Not again." Fred sighed. I took a step closer to Ron, resting my head against his head, hoping to get warmer.
A/n
I'm going to bed, but before I go can someone tell me why "The Chain" by Fleetwood Mac and "Left hand free" by alt j, are so similar but also really different.
Drink some water, byyyeee.
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Stone Cold | Ron X Reader
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