opposites attract ~ ron weasley x oc

the mission pt.1

It was still raining when I woke up in Ron's bed.

We hadn't planned on sleeping with one another, instead I clearly stated that I wanted to go back to my dorm so that Millicent and Pansy didn't worry about me. But after talking about the arguments I had found myself in the middle of, till nearly eight it seemed almost impossible to leave - especially after he insisted I had to take him to the kitchens as repayment. I didn't mind much though because as soon as he had ate and digested the mountains of food, he moved in to smother me and without argument we fell asleep.

As my eyes fluttered open I lazily looked around the room to see all of the others still in bed - couldn't be too late then. Perfect, I could move back into his arms and stare at him like the creep I knew and accepted I was.

His hair was my favourite in the morning, all messy and sprawled across his face. I only got to see it once every blue moon as we rarely made the mistake of falling asleep in one another's dorms, which only made it even more special when I got to see it. His breaths were slow and shallow as his eyebrows furrowed and I could tell he was relaxed with my waist between his arms.

"Clearly having an interesting dream mister," I whispered, pushing a ginger lock from his nose as he scrunched slightly - he was definitely going to insist a haircut soon.

It was cheesy and disgusting as I sat there admiring him and even I knew that. But when I was with him I understood all of those gross pda couples because I wanted the exact same thing, I wanted people to know he was mine and I was his and that we were fucking sexually compatible in the best way. Yet it was that exact same reason that kept me from going public with him or doing anything set-in-stone, people were going to find out and then my parents would too. I wanted so badly to storm into their room and tell them that I wanted a normal teenage life and not an arranged marriage, except I couldn't. I couldn't tell them because I knew exactly what would happen if I did. So for now it was private, and maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.

"It was actually not a good dream at all," he smiled, pulling me closer to him as a result of his huge morning stretch.

"Well that's bloody disappointing then,"

"It was actually a nightmare about waking up with a bully next to me and then when I peeked I noticed that it was actually real life" he laughed, eyes still closed and face buried in pillows but even I could tell he was proud of his insult. And for me, well I regretted thinking anything romantic about him prior.

"I'm not a bully,"

"Tell that to the first year still weeping downstairs," he teased, resting his face on my neck.

"She won't be the only one weeping this morning if you continue Ronald, those nipples are looking very pinchable" I threatened.

"My nipples?" he yelped out (voice breaking) as his head leapt up from resting on my neck and exposed his upper body.

"Yeah. You heard me" I said before launching onto him and beginning my torment - maybe I was a bully.

"Fuck off," he writhed around trying to avoid me as his hands went for payback.

"Watch yourself Weasley," I said, swatting his hands away only then realising that I was sitting on top of him making a lot of movement.

He also seemed to come to that realisation as his face blushed and he began looking around the room. Ron loved waking up with me next to and on top of him, but not everyone loved that view at eight in the morning. Especially if the person beneath had a raging boner.

I laughed slightly, not quite sure what to do with this information. It was too early in the morning to do anything and I most definitely wasn't into doing it in front of others, so I guess Snape was going to have to enjoy it instead.