Summer Love - Ron Weasley

6 - Aftermath

I groaned as I woke up in a bed, my head pounding.

It took me a while before I realized it was Harry's. I reached over but I had little room to work with because his arms were around my waist.

"What the fuck happened?" I mumbled.

Harry slowly stirred from his sleep and gave me a small smile.

"You passed out at the dinner party last night after having a few too many. Draco brought you to the common room and it was too late to take you to your dorm. I didn't want to wake the girls. I also changed your clothes because you puked on your dress." Harry chuckled.

Everything hit me like a train. I couldn't believe Draco and I had that argument over the dumbest thing.

And it hurt because I thought that we were in this together. That it was always he and I. In reality, he wasn't as in it as I was.

And that's okay. I just wish he didn't have to wait this long to say something. That's what makes it hurt as much as it does.

Tears began to well in my eyes. I hate crying but sometimes, my emotions win.

It's not long before those tears turn into full on sobs. Harry turned his attention back to me and he cupped my face in his hand.

"Lenie, what's wrong?" he asked.

I begin to tell him everything that happened. Me almost punching Peter, Narcissa's half assed apology, my father's synthetic sincerity, & Draco's revelation.

As I tell him, I turn into a mess. My sobs and hyperventilating breaths heard in an otherwise quiet dorm room.

"Shh. It's okay, I'm here now." he cooed.

I couldn't take it. It's not like I wanted to cry. The tears just would not stop flowing. Like I'm some fucking river.

"You'll be okay. You're Draco and Elena. There isn't one without the other. I'm sure you two will work this out. And even if you don't, although I have faith that you will, I will always be here for you. And Ron. Andre Hermione. We'd never leave you alone."

I looked at my boyfriend and admired how perfect he was. Harry always knew what to say to make me feel better.

I planted a soft kiss on his lips. Pulling away from the kiss, I buried myself into Harry's arms and I closed my eyes.

It wasn't long before we both drifted back to sleep. And Harry's arms never left my waist.

                                   ———

It had been a week since the incident at the manor. I was sitting at the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall, talking to Cedric as I felt a pair of eyes on me.

I turned around and see Draco, his eyes filled with sorrow. It pained me to see my brother looking so hurt.

But as much as it hurt me, I remembered how what happened hurt just as much.

And with that, I turned back to Cedric.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked.

"Wh-. I'm fine." I replied.

I don't know why I lied. My feelings are never hidden. My face will say it all.

"Lenie, you're like my best friend. Actually, you might be my only friend. Anyways, I know it's something wrong with you." he stated.

"Draco and I got into an argument and I don't know if we're going to bounce back from it." I whispered.

I hadn't told Cedric about last weekend at all. No matter how angry I was at Draco, I didn't need the whole world knowing. Cedric grew quiet and we just sat there like that.