Harry Potter One Shots

Christmas at the Burrow (Ron x Reader)

Author's Note: So, you should know I am in love with George Weasly.. Yup. Put up with me while I'm out of my element in the Weasly family. I STILL LOVE YOU MOST, GEORGIE!!
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"Oi, (y/n)! How'd Ron manage to get a girl like you?" Fred roared.
"Right you are, Freddie! What the bloody hell did he do?" George yelled back.
A deep crimson rose to your cheeks.
How in the name of Merlin were you going to talk to Ron now?
You had forgotten your pjs back at your muggle parents' home, and they were on holiday in Australia. They consisted of one of your dad's old, stretched out, huge sweatshirt and some men's boxers. Ron could lend you some pjs, right? I mean, he is your boyfriend.
It had happened quickly, right in time for Umbridge to come and make life a living hell, let alone "push" your best friends out of Hogwarts for a silly little firework prank. It was just a joke for Merlin's sake!
Okay, so maybe it wasn't "just a joke" after all.
Anyway, Ron asked you out in his own mumbly way. You, of course, said yes. He was actually the Weasly in your year at school, but come on... Pranks. He was seemingly the perfect person for you, because he was more grounded. You were, for lack of a better word, eccentric. He liked it, though.
Ignoring the twins, you finally made it to the kitchen. Mrs. Weasly and Ginny were busy cooking, while Ron sat at the table, drumming with the pads of his fingers.
As soon as you walked in, he rushed over and wrapped you into a hug. You kinda just stayed like that for a while- his arms completely enveloping you while your palms were pressed firmly against his chest. He had rested his chin on top of your head. You could've stayed like that forever.
"Are you uh- getting sleepy?" Ron whispered, interrupting your eyes that were beginning to droop. Christmas had been a long day, full of people and warmth and love. The excitement had begun to die down, quickly being replaced with exhaustion.
"Maybe.." You whispered. "That's part of the problem, though."
"Hmm?"
"I left my pajamas at Mum and Dad's house. I don't have anything to really sleep in."
"Well, you could um- sleep in something of mine. I mean, if that's okay with you. You don't-"
"Okay." You said smiling at his bumblyness. It was kind of adorable.
After he halfway let you out of his hug, he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You reached up and grabbed his hand, leaning into him. You were so taken over by tiredness that you didn't even sass back the twins for tormenting you and (based on the blush on his face) Ron. He pulled you upstairs, and somehow got you to his room, setting you down on his bed while he went to find some pjs for you.
When he turned around, R sweater and baggy shorts in hand, you were already asleep in his bed. He quietly put the clothes away, turned off the light, and skipped Christmas dinner to wrap you in his arms and sleep.

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Sorry it sucked (and that it was a day late), but I hope you like it anyways and forgive me for being horrible at deadlines..
Xx Padfoot