Peppermint - Ron weasley x reader

Chapter 7- Forgotten

A twist of fate.
That's what this felt like. One second I was kissing the boy that I had a crush on for months... the boy my I had waited so long for.
And now after everything.. All we went though.. He can't even remember my fucking name?!?

And don't get me started on Lavender. I mean, come on. He liked me! Not her! Take a hint you. God damn. And of course it happened at the worst time, just a week before we go to the burrow for Christmas. If his whole family remembers me, how could it just be him?!

"I've got it." Hermione interupts my thoughts. I sit up from where I was previously layiing on the common room couch. 
"What?" I say, resting my head on the palm of my hand. 
"She must have obliviated him. It says here in this book that if he has absolutley no memory of what happened, then he wouldn't just forget that. It has to be Lavendar. She oblivated him." She closes her book, looking at me for a response. I close my eyes, trying to wrap my head around it. 

"But.. He's my best freind. Why couldn't she just take away the memory of last night, and then move on? Why did she have to take me completely out of his mind?" I whisper, feeling as if I were almost too scared to admit that he had actually forgotten me. 
"Y/n, he was in love with you for years! We all knew it, and she did too. I think for those feelings, if she wanted them to be truly gone, he couln't remeber you at all." Hermione says. My heart feels heavy knowing that his feelings were so strong. 

Years. He was in love with me... for years. I stop, processing this information. 

"Okay, I have an idea." She says. "What if I talk to Ron, and find out what he DOES remember?" I pause, thinking about it. 
"Yeah, do that. And I'll deal with Lavendar." I say, walking out of the common room. 

"Y/n! Deal with her how?!" I hear Hermione call from behind me. I ignore her, and keep walking. As I leave the common room, I pass by Harry and Ron as they come in. Harry gives me a warm smile, while Ron doesn't even seem to notice me. 

RONS POV (Starting at last night in the hospital wing)

After last class is over, I hear Harry come in. 
"Hey how's it going Ron?" He says. 
"Y/n. I want to see her." I say imediately. 
"What?"
"I need to tell her how I feel mate. Even when Lavendar had me drugged I still knew that she was the one I wanted to be with. I mean, who am I kidding. It has to be her, she's perfect."  I say, almost forgetting that Harry was standing right there. He nods. 
"Alright. I'll go get her then." He says. I smile at him as he runs out of the room. 

I prop myself up on my pillows, trying to fix my hair and make sure I don't look to bad. My blood rushes with nervous addrenaline as I hear fotsteps approach. 

"Hey." I hear as y/n walks in. I look up right away, not being able to help but smile.  "Hey." I respond quickly, the nerves making me more bold then usual. I pat the bed next to me. 

She sits down looking at my briefly as I intertwine my fingers with hers, holding her hand tightly. I try to stay calm as my heart pounds loudly in my chest, my stomach doing flips as I lean my head on her shoulder. I feel my face grow warm as I try to figure out how I even want to say it. 

"Of course it was you." I finally say. I feel her look over at me. 
"What?" She says, her tone almost as confused as the look on her face. 
"It was you that I smelt because its you that I want. Not Lavendar, not anyone. You." I feel more confident as I look over at her, seeing the smile that she can't even try to hide. 

"Y/n.. I've always loved you." I whisper. Her cheeks turn light pink and her eyes grow wide. She gives my hand a light squeeze. 
"I love you too, Ron." She looks down at her lap. My heart could have exploded then and there. I feel my heart beat faster in my chest. I take my free hand and tilt her chin up to meet my face. I know that it's now or never. I press my lips into hers, feeling her taken a bit by suprise at first, before she quickly returns the kiss. She slides onto my lap, never breaking the kiss. Our lips move in rythem as I move my hands to her hair, pushing her face closer to mine as the kiss deepens. Our tounges brush against eachother, sending chills running down my back. The world seems to have disapeared and it's just us in this moment. This moment that I've longed for. For years this is all I've wanted. And now with her in my arms, I coudn't be happier.