Just an experiment.. | ronarry/rarry

Chapter 5

Tw: the f slur will be used in this chapter multiple times in a derogatory way (I can reclaim, I'm gay and it has been used against me) + homophobia

I walked into the common room and was interrupted with a noise that could break somebodys eardrums.

I saw a crowd of people all mushed together in a circle, around Ron and Lavender?

I snuck in through the crowd so I could hear.

"Ron if you knew you were a faggot, why didn't tell me in the relationship" Lavender said smirking, Rons eyes looked scared. I've never seen them like that before.

The crowd went up into whispers and a few people shouted out at Ron

"Ew a fag"

"No fags allowed in Griffindor, that's like the main rule"

"I hate fags go burn"

I looked around at everyone, they all looked at Ron in the most disgusted way. How would they react to their chosen one being a "fag" as well?

I started worry, over think, my head full of anxious thoughts. I scratched my arm viciously, I wanted to see blood rise from it. It's comforts me for some wierd reason.

I feel a tap on my back and I turn around to see Hermione.

"Harry, whats going on? Why are they calling Ron....... That horrible word?" Hermione said, her eyes flickering towards the people shouting and screaming at Ron.

I shrugged, my eyes filled with warm tears about to fall down my face.

I ran, I just couldn't cope.

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I hate this world. Why are people like this?

My breath was suffocating me and I felt like I was going to burst. My heart was leaping out of my chest in fear and I felt weak and uneasy. (A/N if anyone can't tell he's having a panic attack).

The door of my dorm opened, I look up. Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, the love birds <3.

They both sit either side of me and just put their arms around me.

I felt comforted.

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The crowd had calmed down, I was calming down. Ron came in the dorm, his face and body covered in dried, and fresh, blood. His clothes were ripped and burnt, multiple homophobic slurs were written on his face in permanent ink. My heart felt like it had been ripped out and stomped on, I couldn't breath. Why would anyone do this to him, he didn't do anything.. 

I jumped up from my bed and squeezed Ron into a tight hug, my warm tears falling down into his open wounds. He winced in slight pain, I didn't care. I wanted him to feel all of the love I felt for him, I wanted him to know I loved him.

hey guys this is a draft from ages ago with a few edits, hope u like it!! sorry for my long break, i was going through some shit <3 thnx for 1k reads btwssss ly all /p