Various Harry Potter x Y/n

Ron Weasley x Y/n

I've been best friends with Ron for three years. We know pretty much everything about each other. Well, almost. There is one thing he doesn't know about me, and I can't tell him what it is. Because it's that I have a crush on him. And, I'm pretty sure he's oblivious to it anyway, he's never been good at realizing how people really feel just based off how they act. They have to tell him how they feel, he can't tell just from actions. I do plan to tell him soon, but, I need to build up the courage first. After weeks of practice on what to say, I was ready to confess. I decided to send him a letter asking him to meet me at our favorite spot after school, and waited for him to arrive.

"Hey, Y/N."

"Oh, h-hey Ron."

"So, why did you want to meet here?, Is everything ok?"

"Yes, everything's fine, and don't worry I'm ok too. I just......wanted to tell you something."

"Ok."

"I um, just wanted to say t-that I......."

I put my head down and spoke in a whisper barely able to be heard.

"I like you."

"I'm sorry, i didn't hear you, what'd you say?"

I started getting really nervous. Even though I practiced I still wasn't fully prepared. But, I didn't want him to hate me for wasting his time if I didn't tell him. I kept my head down and spoke a little louder.

"I....I like you."

"I'd appreciate it if you'd look at me, I wanna see your face."

I lifted up my head, looked him in the eyes, took a deep breath and said it again.

"I like you.....I have for a while."

He didn't say anything at first, he just stood there shocked. I got really scared.

D͜͡o͜͡e͜͡s͜͡ h͜͡e͜͡ h͜͡a͜͡t͜͡e͜͡ m͜͡e͜͡ n͜͡o͜͡w͜͡?͜͡ I͜͡s͜͡ o͜͡u͜͡r͜͡ f͜͡r͜͡i͜͡e͜͡n͜͡d͜͡s͜͡h͜͡i͜͡p͜͡ o͜͡v͜͡e͜͡r͜͡? D͜͡o͜͡e͜͡s͜͡ h͜͡e͜͡ t͜͡h͜͡i͜͡n͜͡k͜͡ I͜͡'͜͡m͜͡ w͜͡e͜͡i͜͡r͜͡d͜͡?

"I understand if you no longer wanna be friends, but I just couldn't keep it from you forever, I thought I could but I couldn't."

He still didn't say anything.

"I knew you'd hate me for this."

He was still stuck in silent shock.

"Ron, please say something!"

He shook his head snapping himself out of his transe.

"Y-you like me?" He questioned.

"y-yes.....I do."

He smiled and chuckled I looked at him confused.

"I'm so relieved to hear that."

"You are?"

"Yes, I've liked you for so long and I was so scared you didn't like me back."

"Me too."

We smiled at each other he held out his hands.

"Wanna go for a walk with me?"

I took his hand in mine.

"Sure, let's go."