opposites attract ~ ron weasley x oc

a circle has no beginning

warning - drug use my lovelies!
and smut 😏

It had been a couple of days since my argument with Cedric and a whole lot of detentions. Turns out that when you insult the 'Pride of Hufflepuff' and yell dicksperiment in the middle of the library, you get in trouble. But, it was all worth it when I came back from my detention with Weasley, which may I add went surprisingly well, and saw her smiley face.

She had smothered me with love that night, saying how she would never forget my 'heroic' act and that after I left Cedric looked awfully embarrassed. However, this love was not shared the morning after I had argued with Cedric and upon entering the Great Hall, I received the most hateful stares from the Hufflepuff table I think I have ever seen - and that's saying something from a Slytherin. Though, it didn't seem all that bad when I caught Weasley's eye gazing at me.

In fact, when I was forced to share another detention with him, that he received for a piece of missing Potions homework which he swore he wrote on the piece of parchment he gave me the day after the party. He said he was impressed that I had walked into the Great Hall and faced all of the Hufflepuffs without passing out from fear. However, I quickly reminded him that Slytherins were a lot less pussy than Gryffindors which he of course demanded was untrue.

But, it was now Saturday, a day off from my detentions and a day away from cleaning cauldrons.

We didn't have many plans for today as Tracey was still recently heartbroken, which meant the rest of us were expected to be just as sad. So, we were most likely going to be forced into doing homework by Millicent or forced to listen to Tracey's break up story for the fiftieth time. Either one sounding just as unexciting as the other.

"What are we doing today?" I called out into the sun lit dorm room, my body still tucked beneath the duvet and Ron's jumper. It had recently become somewhat of a routine to put on his jumper before going to bed and I hated it. I didn't know whether it was because the dorm room was fully embracing the winter weather or because I secretly loved the warm smell. Either way, the girls had stopped harassing me about it once they realised that it was now a pattern.

"I shall probably cry all day!" Tracey shouted in an actors voice, as I laughed. She may have been sad about the situation, but that didn't mean she was going to be any less fun.

"How about we all go to the library to do some light reading and maybe slip in some homework" Millicent suggested from the corner of the room, leaning on her elbows. As Pansy laid half-asleep across from her.

"I'm grieving from the loss of my boyfriend" Tracey shrugged glumly, as if Millicent would accept it as a viable excuse.

"Yeah, and you know it's a friends duty to look after her" I justified as Millicent laughed.

"Just because that airhead broke up with you, doesn't mean you should take after him" Millicent said, now making her bed and plumping her many throw pillows.

"If I come up with something to do, can we not do studying for one day I beg" I moaned, rolling over to see Tracey's puffy face.

"Fine, but only because Tracey has somewhat of a good excuse" Millicent said rolling her eyes and leaving for the bathroom with a towel under her arm.

"Perfect, I'll get on that immediately and I expect to be thanked monstrously by you two" I said pointing to the heavy-hearted Tracey and half asleep Pansy.

"Nothing less for the glorious Queen Florence" Tracey exaggerated as Pansy laughed from her bed.

"You know, I kind of like that. In fact, I think I would be an amazing Queen" I declared, walking over to the wardrobe to slip on some jogging bottoms. If I was going to plan something then it had to be good.