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Ron Weasley

Side note: So I'm seeing a hand full of requests that are teacher x student, and I know I wrote one before, but now I'm not so comfortable with writing something like that, I'm really sorry. 

ALSO! A whole lot of you requested something and barely filled out anything on my request form. Some of you just wrote the character you want. And a lot of you write something without a plot... I'm sorry but I can't write something without at least something guiding me in a direction. That is as important as everything else on my form. Please fill the plot portion out as well.

Third Person POV

It was one in the morning on a cold, Wednesday night. Students had just returned from winter break two weeks ago, and some were yet to get accustom to their normal school work...... and sleeping schedules. All the Gryffindors were fast asleep in their dorms, except for a Y/H/C and a ginger.

"Y/N, I am going to kick your arse."

"Not before you kiss it, too."

The two were sitting in large blanket forts, playing wizard chess for the umpteenth time. They were the best at wizard chess out of all the fifth year students. They decided to challenge one another to see who was the true master at the game... Yet none of them were expecting it to last so long.

"Bloody hell..." Y/N mumbled. She was wrapped in a large comforter, only her head visible under the giant mass. Ron simply chuckled and looked at his girlfriend affectionately.

"Stumped so soon, my love?"

"Oh, hush, you." Y/N waved her hand at Ron to shut him up. "I'm thinking." She continued to stare at the board, her tongue poking out in concentration.

"You're so cute, ya know."

"I will accept compliments once I win, thank you."

Ron smirked at her determination to win. They promised that it would be two out of three: but Ron won one game, and Y/N won the other. This very last chess game determined the true wizard chess champion.

"Damn..." Y/N muttered, her eyes darting across the board, desperate to find a possible move.

"Babeeee." Ron crawled over to her fort and snuggled next to her. Y/N turned towards her boyfriend and rose an eyebrow. Ron never cuddled or kissed or did anything in the middle of a chess game. He was always on high alert and in search of other moves for when his turn came.

"Ronald Weasley, are you trying to distract me?" 

Ron sheepishly grinned before burying his head into her comforter covered shoulder. "Would it be so horrible to say that I am?" 

Y/N simply rolled her eyes, but accepted the affection she received. She could never say no to that, even in the middle of wizard chess.

Ron then continued with his plan of distraction by peppering her face in kisses. 

"Give in." Ron mumbled in between kisses. "Just accept that I am the best."

Y/N managed to stifle the majority of her giggles (some managed to escape), and kept her eyes glued to the board. This simply let Ron into faze two of distraction: whining.

Ron plopped his head in his girlfriend's lap, looking up at her. 

"Babyyyyyy." No response.

"Sweetheart!" Still no response.

"Y/N, love meeeee." Y/N rolled her eyes and bent down to give him a light kiss before returning to her concentrated state.

"I'm so close, Ron, I can feel it. I'm going to win"

Ron picked up one of her hands and began kissing it. "Baby, please!" He moaned in between kisses. "I just want to curl up and fall asleep with you in my arms." Y/N paused for a moment before looking down at him, a smile on her face. "Bloody hell, you're good." She said, placing another kiss on his lips. "But I'm afraid," Ron saw her hand move across the board. "You're simply not good enough." Ron shot up, only to see her white marble queen obliterate his king.

"Check. Mate."

~~~

The next morning, students began to file into the common room, preparing to go to the great hall for breakfast, when they were met with a peculiar sight.

"Ron."

Ron opened his tired eyes to see Harry Potter shaking him, a suppressed smile on his face. "What?" He responded in return, still so extremely exhausted. Harry let out a little giggle. "Ron, mate, you fell asleep. In the common room, in a.... A pillow fort?" 

As Ron's eyes adjusted to the morning light, he took in his surroundings to see that he was indeed in the Gryffindor common room, surrounded by his classmates giving him weird looks. He then felt something shift on his lap. He looked down to see his beautiful girlfriend curled up in a ball, her head resting in his lap. Ron looked down at his girlfriend affectionately, brushing some brown locks out of her face.

"Ayy, get it, Weasley!" Ron shot a death glare at Lee, then returned to admiring his girlfriend, still fast asleep.

"You coming to breakfast, mate?

Ron simply shook his head in response, still quite sleepy. "I don't think I'm going to go to class today." He mumbled, his eyelids becoming heavy again. "I went to bed way too late."

Ron received a wolf whistle from Lee, causing him to roll his eyes and give him the middle finger. "Playing chess, you arse." He called. He returned his attention back to Harry. "Get my work for me, will ya?" Harry simply nodded and followed the rest of the Gryffindors down to the Great Hall. 

Once the common room was empty, Ron proceeded to curl up beside Y/N, and felt his tired eyes begin to droop. He placed a delicate kiss on her forehead before letting his eyes close. 

"I love you."

There was a small silence before-

"I love you too."

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