Summer Love - Ron Weasley

12 - The Morning After

-Scene from The Kissing Booth used in this chapter that I do not own the copyrights to.

I wake up, my pounding head and the sun beaming.

Why the fuck is the sun always so cheery? It can disappear for days and come back with that same incessant shining.

I groan as I get up but I halt to a stop when I feel an arm around me.

I look back, scared I brought home some random local.

I flinch as memories of last night rushes through my head in flashes.

I remember my hands running through his hair. I remember the marks we left on each other. I remember the orgasm I achieved. I remember everything.

Now I wish it was some random local.

Knowing that if I look back, I'll see him, I inch out of the bed and snatch up my clothes and my purse.

I get halfway to the door and I stop as I hear him shift slightly. As I hear a soft snore escape his mouth, I continue out the door and into the hallway.

I look out and make sure nobody's in the hallway that will see me naked. I sprint to my room and fumble with the keys.

I finally get the correct one and I prayed that it was actually my room. I enter and thank Merlin that the room is empty.

I drop my clothes and stand there, running my hands through my hair. I mentally facepalm myself for my actions last night.

Now why the fuck would you do that, Elena? You've done a lot of royally stupid things in your life, but this has got to take the fucking cake.

As I'm standing there scolding myself, I hear the bathroom door knob jingle. I freeze in my tracks as I hear a familiar voice behind me.

"Lenie?"

"Ron?!" I exclaim.

I try desperately to cover my body, ultimately failing.

"Oh, Merlin! Why do I keep ending up in everyone's room but my own? Once again, you're coming from the shower and now, I'm the one naked in front of you." I ramble on as I run to hide behind the curtain.

Ron begins chuckling and I glare at him.

"It's not funny, Ronald! I need your help. Can you go to my room and get me a pair of panties, a bra, some comfortable shoes, and let me borrow an oversized tee shirt and some shorts?" I ask.

"Why on Earth can't you do it?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I don't know if you've noticed but I'm naked and I refuse to walk into that hallway naked again. Also, I'm not putting on that puke stained dress." I huff.

He looks at me for a moment and I feel my cheeks burn brighter.

"Ronald!" I yell.

"Alright, fine. I'll do it. But you owe me!" he groans as he reaches for my purse.

"It's fine, I'll hand it to you." I say as I reach for the purse.

I tug the curtain to keep my body covered. As I go for my purse, I manage to pull the curtain off the window and I tumble to the floor.

As I fall, I butt heads with Ron. Somehow, we both get caught in curtain. We start rolling around in the curtain, both of us trying to free ourselves.

"Let me do it." he states.

I ignore him and I continue to reach down to untangle us. I let out a sharp gasp as I feel my hand touch his dick.

He manages to untangle himself from the curtain, allowing me to stand up and wrap the curtain back around me.

He bursts into a fit of laughter and I chuckle embarrassed.

I throw him my purse and he leaves to go get my stuff. I drop the curtain, walk to his bathroom and I step inside of it.

I run the shower and I get in, closing the shower door behind me. A few minutes after I get in, I hear Ron coming back into the room.

Looking through the glass, I can slightly see him sit his Mötley Crüe tee shirt, some shorts, my bra, my panties, and my Nikes on the toilet.

"Thank you!" I shout over the water.

He nods at me and leaves out, closing the door behind him. I shower for what feels like an eternity, trying desperately to wash off last night's events.

When I finally step out of the shower, I slip on my underwear and then the shirt.

I was relieved when I saw the shirt went past the middle of my thighs due to Ron and I's height difference.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw that he took my dress back to my room. I look over at him and he smiles at me.

"Why weren't you in your room last night?" he asks, studying my face.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." I reply.

He doesn't push further and I'm grateful. We sit in silence for a moment and I hear him speak again.

"Bloody hell, I'm starving!" he states.

"Aren't you always? Let's go out." I offer, walking over to him.

I grab my purse, he grabs my hand and we walk into the hallway together. I stop immediately when I see him.

"Elena, we need to talk." Harry states, staring at me.

"Not right now. Ron and I are going out to eat." I ramble.

I don't pause for one second before I drag Ron hurriedly through the hallway to the elevator. When we get on the elevator, Ron looks at me.

"This. This is what I didn't want to talk about." I rub my temples.

"Y-You and Harry? Are you back together?" he asks.

"No! I was drunk and I made a mistake. A very, very bad mistake." I exclaim as the elevator doors open.

We walk to the lobby and I can't help but wonder.

Did Ron sound nervous? Why does he care if Harry and I got back together?

As we reach the desk, I see the same man from last night. I walk over to him and clear my throat to get his attention.

"Why hello, gorgeous." he remarks.

I look up to respond to the man and I catch Ron glaring at him.

"Stop it." I whisper to Ron.

Ron just shrugs his shoulders and I turn back to the boy behind the counter.

"Hello. Do you know where we can get the best food at here?" I ask.

"If you're looking for good food, go to Randy's. There isn't a food spot better. It's out the door, straight up for 3 blocks then a left. You'll thank me later." he winks at me.

"Well how about I thank you now? Thank you..." I stop, realizing I never learned his name.

"Derek. My name's Derek." he states, reaching his hand out.

"Thank you, Derek." I reply, taking his hand and shaking it.

I pull my hand away and usher for Ron to follow me out of the lobby.

"Thank you, Derek." Ron mocks as we leave the hotel.

"Oi, shove off." I push him.

As we walk down the street, it occurs to me. Only one more glorious day in this magical city then back to the suffocating walls of Hogwarts.

So excited.