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Harry's P.O.V. 

Currently, a good amount of time before they were due to leave for Kings Cross, Harry was packing his trunk with Ron, who was still reprimanding him about Y/N's birthday, Harry falling asleep with her in the clearing, blah, blah, blah. 

When the Weasley's didn't find them in their beds that morning, Hermione was first to inform them that everything was okay. Then, Ron had pestered her into revealing where Harry and Y/N were, still asleep. 

Safe to say, they woke up to aggravated shouts from Ron, roaring laughter from the twins, giggles from Hermione and Ginny. Bill and Charlie were out that morning for work, Percy was shut up in his room.

In all honestly, Harry didn't exactly remember what everyone had said, since he was too busy staring and Y/N and shushing the others so they wouldn't wake her. 

Eventually, they left, (Hermione dragging Ron, who was scowling) and Harry gently woke Y/N up. She yawned into his shoulder sleepily, which was adorable, then grabbed the flowers he'd given her and smelled them. 

In contentment, the two made their way back to the Burrow. Harry only complained when Ginny and Hermione dragged Y/N away...and he had to face Ron. 

Speaking of Ron...

"You disgust me," Ron said. 

"Mate, look," Harry said. "I know she's your sister, or whatever, but she's my best friend too!"

Ron roughly closed the lid of his trunk, snapping the latches shut. He scoffed, "'Best friend,' my arse, you're in love with her. And I get it, you're my best mate, but that's my sister." 

"I'm not in love with her," Harry defended weakly. He knew it was a lie, but maybe if he convinced himself it wasn't love, the hurt of not being hers would subside...at least a little bit.

"Yes, you are, Harry," said Ron tiredly. "I really don't want to hear you say that. I know I bitch about it, and I am bitching about it...but..." he trailed off. 

"But?" said Harry, more hopefully than he intended.

"But I'd rather it be you than anyone else," Ron admitted gruffly. "So carry on." 

Hope fluttered in Harry's chest. If he'd gotten Ron's approval, then maybe, just maybe, he could stop flitting around the edges of whatever situation he and Y/N were in and finally make her his

"Really?" 

"Don't get too ahead of yourself," Ron warned, heaving his trunk upright. "Any more lovey-dovey stuff in front of me, I retract my blessing." 

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