opposites attract ~ ron weasley x oc

bye bye bi

Wednesday, a day that I hadn't yet ticked off on my hangover checklist. Though I soon realised as I opened my eyes that it was about to change.

Instantly a wave of sickness flew over my body and I flung out of bed, hoping not to wake up Ron or the others in the dorm room. When I entered the bathroom I noticed the shower curtain pulled shut and the mirror that was a lot more steamed up than normal.

However, my stomach clearly didn't have personal boundaries this morning, as before I was able to leave and probably throw up in one of Ron's shoes, my stomach growled and I threw my head over the toilet bowl - feeling a tinge of deja vu from last night.

As I tried to keep my puking sounds to a minimum I heard grunting coming from the shower and I felt myself becoming even more sickly. They became more aggressive as the bathroom air seemed to double in it's humidity and I just prayed that it wasn't Harry on the other side of that curtain.

"Dean I think I'm gonna-"

Silence.

An awkward, slightly moist. Silence.

The grunting stopped and the shower came to a halt as I scattered to get to my feet. If they were to catch me they would probably think I'm a cuck that likes to listen to people in the shower and I wasn't sure that's how I wanted to be remembered.

So, I quickly gathered myself, slammed the toilet door shut and sprinted back into the dorm room where I finally caught sight of Seamus' and Dean's empty beds.

"Fucking idiot," I muttered, clambering into Ron's bed and tucking my bright red face under the covers.

"What are you doin-"

I pushed my finger against his lips before he was able to finish his sentence.

"Seamus and Dean were just, oh god, look they were doing st-"

He pushed him finger against my lips this time.

"I'm getting the message," he mumbled, trying to break through the hush of my silencing finger.

Immediately, he threw the cover over both of us as the two walked in, giggling at what they thought was their sneaky rendezvous. Ron and I sat in silence, trying to look not to laugh at situation and the two of us squished under the duvet.

"Hold on," Ron broke the quiet "did you cuck them then?"

"Oh fuck off did I cuck them? No of course not, I was puking my guts up and before I knew it Seamus was grunting about the place"

He smiled as I shook my head in despair.

"You little freak. I didn't realise you had such a side to you"

"Piss off. You're the one with bloody Victor Krum pants"

"But you're the one wearing them aren't you?"

"Yeah and I'm the one with puke breath - so be careful"

"Oh bloody hell, you're rank" he exclaimed, writhing about in hopes of turning around.

However, he didn't have much luck as I soon attached myself to his back and began to pull him over - his arm tensing under my grip.

"Will you leave me alone?" he laughed as I continued my mission.

"Not until you give in,"

"Fine, I'll give into your power" he said, flopping over as I got squished under his body.

"You're suffocating me," I mumbled.

"Sorry I can't hear you"

"You're going to have a murder charge on your hands if you don't get off me right now," I said, trying to push his back off my chest - struggling as I did.