Chapter two, the tagged hoodie.
There is a fine line between tears and laughter, love and hate, friends and enemies, none of which the red-haired boy standing under the hateful glare of the heavens could understand. Only when in the twilight of waking and sleeping, does it finally dawn upon them...
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Ron started after Zabbini absently in a state of shock. One moment, Ron had been crying and yelling at the shocked looking perfect, and the next he was being handed a hoodie, and being asked if he was alright!
Ron had indeed been cold, but he was quite surprised by his own daring when he had taken the hoodie from Zabbini, who seemed as though he was trying his best not to look concerned.
Ron wasn't quite sure how he got back to the Gryffindor common room, but he found himself traipsing up the stairs to the boy's dorm and lying down. He didn't bother to take off the hoodie that Zabini had given him,
He was still cold, and it kinda... smelled... nice...
Ronald Weasly fell asleep with that being his last rather bazaar but still oddly comforting thought.
Ron woke to a startled yell from across the room;
"Bloody hell! Ron! Is that a SLYTHERIN hoodie!"
That woke Ron up. He jumped and let out a squeak at Seamus's shout.
"Wha- bloody hell Seamus, you don't need to be so loud!"
Seamus jumped off his for-poster and ran to Ron, who looked quite scared at the sudden outburst.
"This! This is... what!" said Seamus, plucking at the hoodie Ron was wearing. "Huh? Oh! Shit!" yelled Ron as he looked down at the hoodie he was wearing.
It was a Slytherin coloured, (green and silver,) Muggle Zip-up hoodie, with the name, Blaise Zabbini stamped across the chest in fancy large silver cursive letters.
Ron cursed under his breath jumping up and running to the bathroom.
"Oh, fuck! shit, motherfucker!" he exclaimed, examining the hoodie further. He had forgotten about the night before until now and was rather unpleasantly reminded by Seamus only a minute ago.
Oddly, the thing that startled him most, was not the fact that he was wearing a Slytherin collared muggle hoodie with Zabbini's name stamped across the front and back, (for looking in the mirror, he saw the name there too,) was the fact that Zabbini would were such a thing, or even simply own it. Hoodies were a muggle thing, and Zabbini was a pureblood, he was supposed to hate muggles of all sorts,
But that only made Ron more confused. His family was in around the same league as many of the pureblooded Slitharans, including Zabbini,
But, Ron's family were known muggle-lovers...
"Oi! Ron! You've been in there for almost an hour! Let someone else in will ya!" called Dean through the door.
Ron sighed and took off the hoodie, deciding he would give it back to Zabbini if Ron saw him that day.
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Blaise was slightly surprised when Weasly came up to him as he was entering the great hall, asking for a word.
Draco started to spit insults at Weasley, but Blase told him to stop.
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