opposites attract ~ ron weasley x oc

floyd & trebonius

"Seventeen guys, that's a big party and a big amount of pressure" Tracey whispered as we sat around a table in the library. It was a drizzly Tuesday, Millicent was sat helping Cho with her studies and Pansy eating a pack of biscuits as she stressed about one of her essays.

"It's a lot of pressure, but I'll help. And Trace, I'm sure whatever you put together Cedric will love" I nudged, looking at a piece of parchment with a couple of drawings and checklist items scribbled on top.

"I know, I just want to make it perfect, and it's seeming to be a huge challenge. I mean, what should the theme even be?" she groaned, hoping for me to know her boyfriend more than she does.

"How about 80's? The people back then were hot which means that we'll look good"

"What you're trying to say is that Ron will look hot" she said with a raised brow as I felt myself blush slightly - clearly I was more predictable than I thought.

"Okay, maybe...but you'll appreciate it when Cedric turns up" I shrugged "and that's a fact"

"I mean, I can't dispute that, he does look fit in anything he wears"

"Not everything" Pansy muttered.

"Yeah, how about when he woke up naked? I did not think he looked fit with his whole johnson out"

"Or when he came into our dorm once and wore that leather piece," Pansy cackled as Millicent reminisced the horror that was the fifth of May 1996.

"Can we stop bullying my boyfriend now?" she said, rolling her eyes.

"No promises," I nudged.

"Well, you have to be nice on his birthday or I'll kick all three of you out" she threatened, continuing to write down notes, which mostly consisted of outfit ideas for her.

"Fine, but this is not by choice" Pansy scowled.

"Whatever," she shushed "if the theme is 80's then what activities are we going to do?"

"I say three legged race,"

"I think we should do pin the junk on the hunk, the hunk being either Lee or Johnny Depp - no in between"

"Hold on, that doesn't seem very fair" Millicent complained as Tracey struggled to keep up.

"How about a talent show?" I offered as her face lit up with glee.

"You are a magician!" she shouted, instantly beginning to write down her acts.

"I was thinking of doing more of a singing act, but magician could work" I smiled.

"Singing? Have you heard yourself in the shower?"

"What about my shower singing?"

"Oh nothing, just the fact that I have to put a silencing charm around the bathroom every morning,"

"Well, I happen to think it's pretty good - you're just a disbeliever"

"A disbeliever with ears" she mocked as I flipped her off.

"So a 80's talent show, perfect!" Tracey spoke, clasping her hands together in glee.

"Hold on, hold on. How exactly do these two link?" Millicent asked.

"Why does everything have to have a reason?" Tracey said, brushing off her comment.

"So, what exactly are we expected to wear?"

"Well, I think the first thing you should be asking is, Ron to this party" she giggled before going on to explain the list of people invited.

I had spoken to Ron a lot since the night of ear piercing and it had been a lot less awkward after releasing that I didn't need to put pressure on something that Tracey said would definitely happen naturally.