REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!
- and everyday, I feel myself falling more and more for you.
these are harry potter imagines and one-shots. slip yourself into the shoes of the main character, and fall for those of your choice.
After the kiss, Ginny had given her doubts about not trusting him to carry through with his plan.
Ron gave a nervous laugh and ran his hand on the back of his neck while the picture slipped from the camera.
It was still, and your happy faces before the moment of truth echoed. By then you were both madly blushing.
Everyone in the room laughed, but you and Ron were never able to get on the topic of the kiss again.
You were invited back again to the Weasley household a month later, and you went- suddenly anxious to see Ron.
He greeted you first this time, and alone.
It was clear that both of you wanted to see a drastic change happen, but didn't know how.
The two of you let it slip for the time, as school was approaching.
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"Y/n, do we have any classes together?" You hear the familiar tone, one which makes your heart swell and your cheeks ache.
However, you have gotten better at managing your embarrassment. "Hey Ron," you quickly pass him your small slip of paper and take his in return.
"We have Charms, Transfiguration and Defense Against The Dark Arts," he beams, passing you your rightful slip.
"Great, it'll be a fun year." You nod your head, watching as he breaks into a smile.
"You just have to try out for the Quidditch team with me, y/n." He whispers as Harry and Hermione finally join the pair of you- slightly flustered.
"He's still rambling about Quidditch?" Hermione rolls her eyes quickly, her tone joking.
"Now that he's eligible to join, and that Harry's captain- he thinks getting on the team is going to a piece of cake." Ginny saunters over with a large laugh.
"Stop being a bother, Ginny. I know it isn't certain if I'll get a position." The tips of his ears become inflamed, and you speak up quickly.
"What position?"
"A Keeper." He quickly mutters under his breath as he grabs his textbooks.
"You can play Quidditch better than I can. You'll get on the team." You give him a kind smile and his dark eyes yours.
"Do you really believe that?"
"Of course. But you need to have confidence in yourself in order to thrive Ron."
He glances up at you with raised eyebrows, "you're utterly right, although that's nothing unusual." He whispers before saying farewell and whisking out of sight.
You turn back to the rest of your friends, their eyes already peeling on you.
"He hasn't asked you out yet? What has gotten into him?" Hermione crosses her arms, sighing.
