Harry Potter Oneshots/ Imagines (HP Boys x reader)

Ron Weasley - I Don't Like Freaking Harry Potter!

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On your quest to kill Voldemort, you've found the Horcrux of Salazar Slytherin's locket. You, Hermione, Harry, and Ron have been taking turns wearing it, and it happened to be Ron's turn.

You were sitting down discussing the next move with Harry when you looked over to Ron for advice on something. You notice that he is looking rather bothered so you ask hesitantly "Hey Ron, what do you think we should do?"

"Does it even matter what my opinion is!?" He yells harshly causing you to jump. "The great 'Harry Potter' should know what to do, yeah!?" You are confused by the sudden burst of anger, even though you know it can be common for Ron.

Ron and Harry stand up and start yelling at each other over Ron's complaint.

"Hey! Hey!" you yell, pushing yourself so that you're now in-between them. "Ron? What's this about?" you calmly ask him. "What do you mean 'What's this about?'! You guys don't even care about my opinion, you don't even care about me!" He exclaims.

-"Ye-" Harry begins "Shush" you interrupt, holding up a finger to him.

 You quickly glance down at the locket and realize that it's the cause of what's happening. "Ron, you know that's not true! We all care about you, now take this off and we can talk, okay?" you reach for the locket but he pushes your hands away.

 "No! You're lying!" tears start to brim your eyes as you're concerned for what might happen if he doesn't take the locket off. "Ron, please I'm trying to help you!" you cry.

"No! No, you're not! You don't want to help me because you're just like everyone else! In love with freaking Harry Potter! You probably just used me anyway.." And with that, he leaves.

Hot tears have started flowing down your cheeks now and Hermione has you wrapped in a tight hug. "Give him time, he'll come around," Harry says.  But you don't listen, you politely wiggle out of Hermione's hug and chase after Ron.

Once you find him, you grab his shoulder, "Ron.."

"Go away Y/n!"

 "Ronald Bilius Weasley! Look at me!" You demand through sniffles. He turns around and glances at you but refuses to meet your eyes because he doesn't like seeing people he cares about cry. "I don't like freaking Harry Potter! I like freaking Ronald Weasley!" And you kiss him.

You feel warmth surround you, along with pure joy, as if you were never angry at him.

 Once you pull away you look into his eyes and watch as his mouth falls slightly open. "Now take that stupid thing off, and never say I used you again," you say still sniffling. He obeys and takes the locket off, and you go to walk back to the tent but he grabs your hand. "I'm sorry about that, really I am. And you really like me? Not Harry?"

"Yes, Ronald!"

"Then can I have another? You know, kiss? For confirmational purposes."

 And you meet his lips once again.