A Riddle's Love Story | Ron X Reader {{DISCONTINUED}}

Year 1... The first date

"So.. Uhm.. (y/n)?" Ron asked unsteadily. "Mhm?" I said, focused on my work, and keeping the blush on my face low. "Would you.. Like to get a uhm... Butterbeer sometime?" Ron asked, The bell for break rang and I started to leave. "Sure! I'd love that. Pick me up.. Tonight... 8?" I asked, stopping in the doorway and puffing my... Arse out to see if I could make him blush. And I succeeded, his blushing was even redder then his hair, I smirked a bit. "Uhm.. Sure.. 8.." I started to walk off, giggling, remembering the blush on his face. 'damn, I love this kid.' I whispered to myself. 

-_/\_Time skip brought to you byyy: Jen being a lazy prick_/\_-

I got changed into my favorite (F/c) Dress, that showed a bit too much leg. I sat on my bed and practiced spells as I waited for Ron. I heard a nock at the painting and saw it was a certain red headed boy. I whispered the password and Ron walked in. I sat up quickly and put on my locket. "Ready to go, (y/n)?" He asked, handing me a rose. I smelled the white rose, smiling. "Yup!" I said happily. We walked through the silent halls, the only sound was our footsteps. 

-_/\_ Another time skip to the butter beer since I'm super tired.._/\_-

As we walked into the 'bar' I sat down as Ron got the butterbeers. He came back and handed me mine. I took a sip and smiled. "It's been years since I last had a butterbeer." I giggled. "Well, We can come back anytime." He smiled. I blushed at his smile, and turned towards the table. "Hey, Ron?" I asked. "Yes?" Ron answered. I looked up at him with my (y/e/c) eyes and asked an important question. "Are you afraid of me?" "No, (y/n). I'm not. You may be a ri----" He paused and whispered my last name. "But I'm not scared of you." I looked up at him, his butterbeer almost gone. "Thanks.." I whispered just loud enough for him to hear. I finished my 'beer' and we started to walk out. I noticed Ron had some on his lip, and took the chance to kiss him. He was shocked, his breathing odd. He soon eased back into the kiss, holding my waist tightly. We pulled away and I licked my upper lip to get the beer off. "You had some butterbeer on your lip." I giggled, blushing. He chuckled and blushed too. "See ya. Ron!" I yelled running off. "Hey! You can't just kiss me and run off!" He yelled jokingly at me, as I ran. He ran after me, and caught up, tripping and pulling me down too, landing on top of me. I giggled and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. We laid there on the ground, as my brother came and ruined the moment. "So, (y/n). How's it going?" Zane asked, sorta pissed. His arms were crossed as I looked up at him. I pushed Ron off and stood quickly. "I-I'm Sorry Zane! We were running and---" "It was my fault, I pushed her down as I tripped and landed on top of her. She told me to move and I didn't." Ron interrupted. "Very well. (y/n), come with me. You, stay away from my sister." Zane said. I nodded and started walking away with Zane, Ron keeping his distance. That was the best day since... Ever.