Stone Cold | Ron X Reader

is he a nice bloke?

"They're at Lee's." Hermione said, hanging up the phone. I let a sigh of relief go.

"Is this alright?" Angelina cam from my mum's room with a pair of jeans and a hoodie in her hands.

"Yeah, that's fine." I nodded, she retreated back into the room.

"Where are we going for breakfast?" Ron asked me, pulling a t-shirt over his head.

"Remember I told you about the last my mum threw a chair at?" I smiled, remembering.

"Uh huh?" Ron nodded.

"Her daughter owns the best cafe, it's a ten minute walk." I went into my room, opening my wardrobe.

"Hermione!" I called her through, I had found my blue jumper, I knew she liked.

"You can keep that." I smiled handing it to her, she beamed back at me. Ron reached into my wardrobe and pulled out a red top. It had a pink rose on the left side of the chest. He handed it to me along with my dragon jeans.

"What?" He asked as Hermione and I stared at him.

"You'll look nice." He murmured, closing the wardrobe.

()()()

I knocked at the door, readjusting my hat as the cold air nipped my ears. The door swing open.

"I'm here to collect my imbeciles." I sighed. Mrs Jordan laughed.

"They came in at two in the morning. I had just gotten asleep. So, I willow them up at seven and made them do all the housework without magic." Mrs Jordan crossed her arms.

"Yeah, they broke into my mum's liquor cabinet. Serves them right." I lied and shook my head as the boys trudged down the stairs.

"Oh, my mum's engaged now." I told Mrs Jordan.

"To that Malcom guy, right. He seems like a nice bloke, is he a nice bloke?" She asked me, her northern accent always seemed so strong when she was being nosy.

"He's great. Perfect pair." I nodded.

"Right, you absolute plonkers. This way, but first apologize." I pointed to Mrs Jordan.

The both muttered apologies as they left behind me. I nodded to Mrs Jordan as she laughed at her son and his friend being bossed around.

Ron's pov

I watched as y/n led them down the path, the both looked ashamed till they were out of sight of the house.

"We broke into he liquor cabinet?" I heard Fred laugh.

"Well why would I tell on myself?" Y/n smiled as she caught up with us all.

"Why did you two go to Lee's anyway?" I asked them as we all walked along the uneven pavement.

"Well everyone else was going home, and we got caught in the crowed that was leaving, we just ended up at Lee's." Fred explained, Lee nodded along but I was almost convinced he had no idea.

"Where're we going?" Lee spoke up.

"Some cafe." Hermione to them, she slowed from the front of the group and started at her normal pace when she was walking beside Lee and Fred.

"The best cafe." Y/n pointed to a small white shop with red shutters on the windows and a red door.

"Chanelle?" She called into the empty cafe, there was a few noises before a young woman came from the back room.

"Y/n, darling. Oh your so big." She smiled, wiping her hands on her apron.

"Who's all this lot then?" She looked at us all, like she was examining every inch.

"Ron, Hermione, Harry, Angelina, Fred, George, Ginny and you know Lee." She pointed to us all as she said our names.

"Right we'll grab a seat then." Chanelle gestured to a big table for us all. Menus appeared on the table infront of us the second we sat down.

"Your mum comes in every Saturday with that Malcom guy. He's nice, right?" Chanelle asked y/n.

"Their engaged now." Y/n nodded, Chanelle's face lit up.

"When was this, I didn't know?" She looked almost hurt.

"Oh, it was only last night." Y/n let her know, I noticed everyone at the table was watching the two converse as well, except for Lee, he was flicking through the menu. Something was off.

"Did he pick a good ring though?" Chanelle gestured to her own set of rings.

"Its gorgeous." Y/n nodded, she'd noticed us watching and sent us all a little glare.

"How are things with Tilly?" Y/n asked her, she was making hand gestures as she spoke.

"She's two now, can you believe it? And she's climbing as well, we've got child locks on all of the cupboards. Problem is, I can hardly open them." Chanelle laughed, y/n gave a little laugh too.

"And Billy?" Y/n asked her, I looked at Hermione confused  Hermione just shrugged.

"Oh, he's started primary now. And still no magic, from either of them. It's a shame really, I would love for them to go to Hogwarts." Y/n nodded along as Chanelle spoke.

"Tell you mum congratulations from me, then." Chanelle gave a smile before she turned quickly and went back into the room behind the counter.

"What the bloody hell?" Fred took the words out off my mouth.

"What?" Y/n looked at us all, confused.

"You were just so..." Ginny snapped her fingers looking for the word.

"Warm?" Harry offered, Ginny nodded.

"What d'you mean?" Y/n asked opening her menu. She stared at the pages but she wasn't reading.

"You're a cold, blunt, horrible human being, especially towards new people." George crossed his arms.

"Thank you? But Chanelle isn't a new person, I've known her since I was nine." She sighed. It was weird. I never really thought about where y/n lived before Hogwarts. Who she knew and things.

"You'd like the pancakes." She changed the subject, pointing to the pancakes on Angelina's menu.

A/n

I couldn't think of what to name Chanelle, right. And then all of a sudden all I could think off was that video.

"Has anybody seen an African grey parrot her names Chanelle. CHANELLE!"

If you don't know what I'm talking about, that's going to be so confusing, just Google it babe.