Summer Love - Ron Weasley

24 - Reprimands

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It's been a week since Harry told me about his night with Cho. We've already gone home for the summer holiday and I am alone.

I have Draco but that wasn't enough. I needed fun. I needed a running around in the rain and not caring if I catch a cold fun.

Luckily, Ron is coming over today to stay with me the rest of the summer.

I'm glad I have that to look forward to.

Besides that, I barely slept this past week. Harry's last words to me keep replaying in my mind.

"You love Ron anyways, right?" was all that echoed through my head. It was a constant loop. I couldn't think about anything else.

Tonight is Sirius' party and Ron is on his way over so we could go together and come back here together.

I manage to drag myself out of bed, even though I've barely left it since we got home from school. I wouldn't say I'm depressed or anything, but I haven't felt the energy to get up.h

Despite that, I am happy to go to the party.

I only ever got up to restock the shelves of the mini fridge in my room. My bathroom is inside of my room so my reasons for leaving got smaller and smaller.

Draco would occasionally come in to check on me.

He clearly doesn't know what to do in this situation. I love him even more for it because he is still trying.

Our birthday is in two weeks so I'm trying to muster up the courage to excite myself for it. We're going to be 16. That deserves some sort of celebration.

Just as I pick out my clothes, my bra, and my panties, I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in, Draco." I beam while holding up the red gown.

"Oi, is that my name now?" Ron calls from behind me.

"Ron!" I exclaim, running over to him and jumping into his arms.

It has only been a week but it felt like forever. I wrap my legs around his torso as he presses a light kiss to my head.

"Merlin, I've missed you too, Elena." he chuckles as he sets me down.

He's here earlier than I expected him to be but that didn't bother me. It actually helps me a great deal.

I walk over to my bed and I sit on it. Ron follows behind me, picking up my lace underwear off my bed.

I look up at his hands as I roll my eyes.

"Ronald Weasley, you perv. Put my underwear down now." I demand.

Ron smirks at me as he towers over me. He still refuses to put my underwear back down.

"Why? Does this turn you on? Me holding your knickers?" Ron smirks.

I turn away from him and an idea pops into my mind. I smile to myself.

Two can play at that game, Weasley.

"Ron, you couldn't have come at a worse time. I was about to get in the shower." I tell him.

"Oh, were you?" he mutters.

I shrug before tugging at the hem of my shirt. I pull it off and toss it into the bin.

Placing my hands on my hips, I look over at Ron. The bloody bastard is smirking. His two movements consist of rolling his tongue across his cheek and smirking.

"Lenie." Ron starts.

"Hmm?" I query in response.

"It's taking everything in me to stay on this side of the room." he states.

"So don't."

And that was it. As soon as the words entered his ears, he rushed across my room. Each stride filled with more and more determination.

As soon as he reaches me, he cups my face in his hands and pulls me in for a kiss.

Our bodies pressed together heatedly against each other, breathing heavily as our lips synchronized.

I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as our bodies gave in to one another.

"Fuck, what are you doing to me." Ron groans.

He has no idea of the effect he has on me. My chest got warmer. It feels as if I'm going to explode every time our tongues meet.

Every single thing about Ron right now is driving me crazy.

Ronald Weasley has a kiss that could lure sirens to their death.

I slowly move my hand under his trousers and I stick my hand in his knickers. Despite my entire
body screaming at me, I pause. We can't go down this road right now.

"Maybe we should put a pin in this." I sigh.

"I think you're right." he replies.

Neither of us moves. I don't think we want to. Moving will end whatever this moment is and makes the world real again.

After what feels like forever, we pull away from each other. I reach down to grab my shirt off the floor.

Pulling it back on, I look back over at Ron. I clear my throat to break the silence.

"Come on. I have to show you to your room." I tell him.

Opening my door, I walk out into the hallway. I begin walking past Draco's room and I get to one of the guest rooms.

I open the door to the room and the beaming sun illuminates the otherwise dim hallway. It's shining beautifully on the dark sheets and the golden four poster king sized bed.

I look back at Ron and he's in awe.

"Wow." he mumbles.

I laugh a little as we walk into the room together.  He sits his trunk on the bed and I offer to help him unpack.

After about 15 minutes, almost everything was put away neatly. I smile as he takes the last thing out of his trunk.

"I can't believe you brought that." I look at the blanket.

"Of course I did. This is kind of the only blanket I sleep with." Ron replies with a smile.

I begin to leave the room but I stop myself.

"There's a few rules." I tell him.

He looks up at me so I know that I can continue.

"Rule number one : you can eat anything in the house except the gummy worms, those are Draco's. Rule number two : you have to knock before you enter a room, please. And finally, rule number three : let me know when you're inviting anyone over. Like specifically, any women." I ramble off the rules.

"Why would I invite any women over to your house?" he questions.

"The last rule really came from Draco. But I'm assuming for, you know. Sexual purposes." I state.

"I haven't shagged anyone since that night." Ron says.

I turn to leave, mostly so Ron can't see the huge grin on my face.

Elena, it's only been a week . It makes sense that he hasn't shagged anyone else.

Unless he honestly doesn't want to sleep with anyone else.

I need to stop reading into this so much.

I leave the room and I head back to my room to prepare for my shower.

This summer is going to be, if anything, extremely fun.