In the end can they just pretend?
Ronald Weasley had hit rock bottom, his life as he knew it was over. He had lost everything. Well not everything, but it felt like the life he had imagined for himself was over. And his family wasn't helping him. Th...
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It was finally the day of the wedding, Ron could not believe that he had successfully made it through 72 hours of high society without incredibly messing it up. That he had yet to fully anger anyone or make a fool out of himself. And therefore, as he woke up for the wedding, knowing that in just a few short hours everything would be over, he was almost a little bit sad.
Perhaps it was the knowing that as the morning would dawn a new tomorrow, he would be back to his every day life. The one where he was stuck behind a desk, bored out of his mind and pretending to listen to people complain where he took no real interest. Perhaps it would be back to a world where everyone around him seemed so happy yet he was anything but. Perhaps it was because he would go back to reality where he and Claudia were no longer pretending to be a happy couple. Where she was no longer directly involved with him. Where they were barely anything but strangers.
Pretending to be in a fake relationship with Claudia was so easy. They had some sort of natural chemistry, and she made everything easy. He didn't have to pretend to do things a certain way, because she would adapt to everything he did without hassle. Sure they had bickered a couple times, maybe once or twice in the short period of time they had been together. They had bickered over very small, very silly things and the argument was forgotten, they moved on and knew what buttons not to press the next time. All things which prevented larger arguments from ever brewing. And he had to admit it was the first time in a 'relationship' where Ron had found things so easy so early on. With Lavender, he couldn't really recall most of the relationship having been under the love potion, but the moment he could he knew things were hard they weren't easy and nothing made sense. Perhaps it was their age but at 16 he had hoped that it wasn't like that. With Hermione nothing was the same, there wasn't anything else he could think of other than there was nothing. Claudia was new, everything different to the two people he had dated before. And it was refreshing, it felt better. It felt right. And knowing it was soon to be over until the next time they needed someone to fake date again. Was more than bitter sweet.
"Hey are you okay?" And as he thought of the woman she would appear in the room again. Ron had seldom seen her since her alarm had gone off that morning. Claudia had disappeared to perform her Maid of Honour duties and had maybe popped back in once or twice when she had forgotten something. Yet this time she didn't seem to be after anything, and had not rushed through the door like he expected her to. She had lingered just short of where he had sat upon the edge of the bed ready himself to leave the room and head to the outbuilding where the wedding itself would take place.
"Yeah I'm fine, no need to worry about me you have bigger things to think of." Ron soothed, he was indeed fine just caught up in his own head. In his own unfair comparisons.
"You just looked really sad for a moment. You don't have to come to this if you don't want to I won't mind. I promise. Having you here these last few days has been wonderful and I really appreciate it." Claudia had taken a seat beside him her freshly painted nails gently running down his suit jacket clad arm.
