the boys of harry potter imagines.

ron weasley.

"you know you're not supposed to be here,"
she giggled,
trying to slowly back away from ron.
"it's the prefects bathroom!"
"that makes it all the more fun,"
he retorted and pulled on her hands to bring her closer.
y/n ran her hands through his long hair and pecked his lips.
"don't wanna get detention, ronald, do you?"
"i think it'd be worth it,"
he shrugged and held her waist,
making her laugh very childlike.
he locked the door behind them and began leaving kisses down her neck.
"ronald!"
she mumbled,
feeling her back become pressed against the wall.
"what?"
he grinned and pulled back.
"we've got class!"
"so what?"
"so we've got to go,"
she explained but not moving an inch.
the tips of his fingers trailed to her inner thigh.
"you're a tease ronald weasley,"
she mumbled.
he connected their lips and felt the angst behind it,
melting into it.
his fingers trailed higher and higher,
making her skin rise and fall each new stroke.
he bit on her bottom lip carefully as he pulled back,
watching the hunger build in her eyes.
"we've got class, don't we?"
he smiled and headed for the door.
she jumped from the sink and caught up with him,
playfully and lightly smacking him in the back of the head.
"ow! what was that for?!"
"you know what it was for,"
she answered with a giggle and fixed her tie.
they walked into the class and instantly had eyes set on them.
"your excuse for your tardiness?"
mcgonagall asked.
ron shrugged,
making y/n clear her throat and lie as best she could.
"mhm. you two have disrupted my lesson enough. take your seats."
the two did as instructed and found their usual seats behind harry and hermione.
ron grabbed y/n's hand that was resting on the table and intertwined their fingers.
"you okay?"
"oh, yeah."
she smiled and nodded,
turning her attention back to the front.

ron wasn't sure how to tell her he found peace in being connected with her.
even through all the chaos that was the world,
holding y/n's hand or even having her arm linked with his was enough to rest his mind.
she offered him refuge when it mattered most.

"my birthday's tomorrow,"
y/n whispered with a giggle,
laying her head down on the table.
"i know. got the whole day planned already."
"oh, do you now? mr romantic!"
"it's been known to happen,"
he shrugged.
she laughed along with him and kissed his cheek,
soon being yelled at by their professor.
***
"happy birthday love,"
ron smiled and wrapped his arms around y/n's waist,
rocking their bodies slowly.
"thank you my love."
"of course. are you ready for today?"
y/n turned on her heels to look at ron,
staring into his eyes that held their future.
she could imagine a life time with him.
and nothing about that scared her.
it comforted her.
because ron weasley was her home.