smoke with me

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"you wanna go to my dorm?" he whispered into her ear. her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks heated up almost instantly.

"you know, chess." he explained, she could feel his hot breathe on her ear and neck, and it weirdly excited her.

"mhm," she hummed, nodding her head.

Ron grabbed her hand, and led her to his dorm, swerving through the crowd of drunk teens.

he pushed his door open, and led the two inside.

"so, chess." she asked as he dropped her hand.

"mhm," he hummed, walking to his bed. "or we could talk,"

he sat at the end of his bed, looking her up and down as she stood by the door.

"okay," she muttered, closing the door slowly.

it felt like Ron was undressing her with his eyes as she walked to the bed, and she honestly wished he would.

no, no. think about dean.

she sat next to him, they're thighs pressed against each other.

"so, are you enjoying the party?" she asked, you could cut the tension in the air with a knife.

"i am now." he said, he was looking at her, he desperately wanted to look at her beautiful eyes, but hers were glued to the floor.

"you know your supposed to look at people when they're talking," he joked, using two fingers to pull her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eye.

she could feel herself getting lost in his eyes again, the room was dimly lit, and she had never seen something so beautiful.

"are we ever gonna talk about what happened on your birthday?" he asked, trailing his fingers down to her neck.

"is, that what you wanna talk about?" she muttered, feeling his fingers slowly go up and down her neck, sending shivers through her entire body.

"i do." he said firmly, eyes locked. "but i dont wanna rush you into that."

she could feel her heart pounding out of her chest, but also melting into nothing. it was a very weird feeling, that only Ron could make her feel.

"i know we need to talk about it, but i don't know how." she whispered, "your my friend, Ron."

"i don't wanna be your friend, Audrey." she had no idea where his sudden confidence came from, but she was loving it.

it was probably the insane amount of fire whiskey and tequila he consumed.

"Ron i-" she was interrupted by the door flying open.

Ron dropped his hand from her neck, and Audrey jumped off the bed out of shock.

"oh," harry said, brows furrowing. "so that's where Audrey was,"

"what on earth are you two doing?" Fred asked, his smirk growing.

"what- nothing," Audrey said, stumbling farther away from the bed.

"uh huh," he hummed, hiding his laugh. "whatever i don't care, come smoke with me, me and Georgie got some muggle herb, it's called weed, you heard of it?"

"yeah i have actually," she said, rushing to the door, Ron following like a love sick puppy.

the four teens walked a few dorms over to Fred George and lees, and found lee, ginny, George, and sitting in a circle on the floor, and Hermione sat on lees bed.

"Hermione is supervising," Fred mocked, putting air quotes around the word.

"i am supervising!" she said, picking her feet up off the ground as the rest of the group sat in the circle.

"sure you are honey," lee said, rolling a blunt tightly.

"so what exactly are we smoking?" ginny asked, fiddling with her bracelet.

"it's really just a plant," George said, rolling another blunt. "but it's gonna get you all high and shit," he shrugged, licking the paper.

"i rolled this special for you aud," George winked, reaching to hand it to her.

"thanks Georgie," she smiled, taking the unlit cigarette in her good hand.

she watched Fred use his wand to light it, before taking a long drag, inhaling before letting out smoke into Ron's face.

Audrey copied his behavior, using incendio to light the tip of her cigarette.

she looked over to Ron, making she contact with him as she took a drag of the blunt.

she coughed, letting smoke puff out of her mouth.

he laughed, before taking the cigarette out of her hand.

he inhaled, before blowing the smoke into her face just as Fred did to him.

he coughed, handing her back the cigarette as he watched her laugh.

"fuck vibes." George whispered to ginny, quiet enough that only the two of them could hear.

A/N: FUCK VIBESSSS

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