Him ( Ron Weasley )

chapter 10

Ophelia follows Harry into the dorm room, she looks to see Ron sitting staring out the window cluelessly.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? The moon." He smiles.

"Divine." Harry bluntly nods, "Had ourselves a little late night snack, did we?"

"It was on your bed, the box. I just thought I'd try one. Or twenty."

"I can't stop thinking about her, Harry." Ophelia thickly swallows and sits on Harry's bed. Not wanting to hear the conversation.

"Really? I reckon she was starting to annoy, you." Harry scoffs.

"She could never annoy me. I think I love her." Ophelia widens her eyes.

"Really? That's quite.... Deep?" Ophelia suggests,

"Do you think she knows I exist." Ron perches up on his bed smiling brightly.

"I bloody well hope so, she's been snogging you for three months." She rolls her eyes.

"Snogging? Who are you talking about?"

"Who are you talking about?" Harry furrows his brows.

"Romilda of course. Romilda Vane."

"Ok, very funny."

Ron gets up and throws the box of chocolates on the floor aggressively.

"Ow, what was that for?!"

"It's no joke! I'm in love with her."

"Alright, fine. Your in love with her..... Have you ever actually met her?"

"No. Can you introduce me?"

"Come on, Ron. Me and Harry are going to introduce you to Romilda Vane." Ophelia helps the boy up.

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"I'm sorry, Sir I wouldn't bother you unless it were absolutely essential." Slughorn frowns confusedly.

"Where's Romilda?"

"What's wrong with Wenby?"

Harry whispers, "Very powerful love potion.."

"Very, well you may aswell bring him in.." Slughorn opens the door to the trio.

"I'd thought you could whip up a remedy for this in no time. Harry?"

"I thought this called for more practiced hands, Sir.." Harry laughs over to Ron.

"Hello, darling... Fancy a drink." Ron hugs Slughorn, Ophelia pulls the boy away and guides him to the couch.

"So, why were we fighting." Ron questions still staring at the sky.

"Oh, it's very complicated...." She smiles to herself, it may not be much but at least she's still having a conversation with him.

Ron stands up and walks over to the couch, "Ron.." Ophelia warns, Ron walks up to the edge of the sofa and wobbles slightly.

"No, Ron..Ron , Ron!" She laughs as he falls off the couch, she helps him up as Harry and Slughorn walk over.

"What's this?"

"Tonic, for the nerves."

Ron looks up at Harry and Ophelia, "What happened to me.."

"Love potion,"

Slughorn pours the three a drink, and cheers with Harry. Ron twitches as Ophelia widens her eyes.

"Harry, Professor do something!"

" I don't understand!!"

"Come on Ron, breathe." Ophelia places a hand on his heart, Ron coughs sitting up, Ophelia sighs in relief.

"These girls..... They're gonna kill me."

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Ophelia sits nervously beside Ron's hospital bed, the Professors gather around with widened eyes.

"Quick thinking on you Harry, for using a besour." Dumbledoor nods. "You must be very proud of your student, Horace."

"Oh, yes... Very proud."

"I think we agree, Potters actions were Heroic, the question is.... Why were they nessicary?"

"This appears to be a gift, Horace. You don't remember who gave you this do you? By the way possess very suttle hints of liquorice and cherry."

"Actually I intended to give it as a gift myself,"

"To whom I might ask?"

"To, you headmaster.." Slughorn looks down.

"Where is he, where's my Won-Won. Has he been asking for me?" Lavender runs in. "What's she doing here.."

"Might ask you the same question?" Ophelia stands up angrily.

"I happen to be his girlfriend!"

"I happen to be his....friend."

"Don't make me laugh, you haven't spoken in weeks I suppose your going to make up with him now he's suddenly all interesting." Lavender scoffs.

"I haven't been able to say a bloody word to him because your always in his face!" Ophelia crosses her arms, Harry hides a smile.

"He's been poisoned you Daft Dimbo! And for the reckon, she's always found him interesting!" Hermione defends the girl.

"Ah! See, he senses my presence.." Lavender proves as Ron mumbles, "Don't worry Won-Won I'm here, I'm here.."

"Ophel...Oph...Oph." Ron mumbled as Ophelia widens her eyes,

Lavender runs off crying as Ophelia sits down next to the boy and holding his hand lightly.

"Oh, to be young and too feel loves keen sting." Dumbledoor smiles, "Come on everybody Mr Weasley's well tended."

"About time." Ginny smiles.

Harry smiles at the girl, "Oh, shut up." Ophelia smiles giddily looking at Ron.