Summer Love - Ron Weasley

46 - Fiery Vengeance

I get out the shower and I make my way to Ginny's room. When I enter, she is sitting on her bed. She's playing this catchy muggle song called Positions. She looks up at me and smiles. I smile back as I sit down on the bed.

"Gin, I know you're in love with me but if you want to see me naked, you have to pay." I joke, earning a playful smack on my arm.

"Ha ha ha. Don't let Ron hear that." she replies, reaching for her speaker.

I quickly get dressed, putting on another oversized tee shirt.

She connects her phone to the speaker just as I slip on my booties. When the next song comes on, I hop on her bed and pretend my hairbrush is a microphone.

"A thousand miles seems pretty far but they've got planes, and trains, and cars." I sing, looking over at Ginny.

She grabs her hairbrush and hops onto her bed next to me.

"I'd walk to you if I had no other way." she joins in, our backs touching.

"Our friends would all make fun of us." I start.

"And we'll just laugh along because we know that none of them have felt this way." Ginny finishes.

"Delilah I can promise you." I sing at the top of my lungs.

"That by the time that we get through." Ginny looks to me.

"The world will never, ever be the same and you're to blame." we sing together.

"Oi, turn that shit off!" Charlie calls from upstairs, causing us both to burst out into a fit of laughter.

Ginny turns her speaker off and we make our way downstairs.

The smell of Mrs.Weasley's baked treats fills the air as I hear commotion in the kitchen. I make my way over there to see what is going on.

"Mum, just one." Ron pleads, reaching for the pie.

Mrs.Weasley smacks his hand away as he winces.

"Wait until the rest are done, Ronald." Mrs.Weasley says.

I decide to step in before she cuts his bloody hands off.

"Come on, Ron. Let's go play a game." I smile at him.

"But I want-." he begins.

"I'll give you three weeks. And I mean it. I might actually ignore you the entire time too." I state.

Ron looks at me and I give a bright smile. I am 100% serious. He grabs my hand and drags me into the living room, making sure nobody is around to listen.

"Bloody hell! Why did you say that?" Ron asks.

"Well, I have to run my mouth when you're not in it." I reply, smirking at him.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake! What's gotten into you?" Ron asks as he runs his hands through his hair.

"Well, for starters, you." I tell him.

"Elena!" Ron whisper-shouts, his hands waving in defeat.

"What? You asked." I shrug.

Ron walks over to me and puts both of his arms on the wall behind me, locking me in between him. He bends down so that he can whisper in my ear.

"Keep talking like that and I'll take you to my room and fuck you while you're bent over my bed." he warns.

I feel like poking the bear so I grab his chin and bring his face to mine, our lips practically touching.

"Oh, was that supposed to be a threat?  Fucking doing it. I want you to." I whisper, letting go of his chin.

I get the feelings he's about to drag me upstairs when Mrs.Weasley calls out from the kitchen.