Lost In You Ron Weasley

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟- The Burrow

This is a little bit of a filler chapter idk.

ISTG IF YOU KNOW ME IN RL AND YOU SEE THIS YOUR JUST AS BAD FOR READING IT SO DONT MAKE FUN OF ME🧍‍♀️🙄
kindof steamy near the end( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Okay, so I might have lied to Ron when I told him I don't have any feelings for Fred. I mean, how couldn't you. Fred didn't really seem to mind that I went back to dating Ron, but sometimes I catch him staring at me. And shit, sometimes I stare at him too. What Ron doesn't know can't hurt him.

During dinner, everyone was buzzing about the holidays. People were so excited that they are finally getting to see their families. I couldn't help but get sad. Since my parents aren't around, this would mean I will have to stay at Hogwarts and spend Christmas alone.

Ron was sitting beside me and noticed the gloomy look on my face.

"What's wrong," he said as he took a bit of the turkey leg that was on his plate.

"Nothing really," I sighed.

"Just down about spending the holidays alone," I took a sip of my apple cider.

"OH, I forgot to ask you if you wanted to spend Christmas at the burrow, I already asked Harry and Hermione, and they said yes," Ron had forgiven Harry and Hermione as soon as we got back together, as for Fred, let's just say they aren't on good terms.

I felt a wave of happiness fill my body.

"Oh my gosh, yes, of course, I would like to go!" I gave him a side hug and kissed his cheek.

"Good, because I told my mom and dad all about you, and now they want to meet you," he sighed with relief.

During dinner, Ron told me about his family, the burrow, and his childhood.

"It's going to be awesome," he exclaimed.

"I can't wait," I said as we walked back up to our dormitories.

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-TIME SKIP-

We got on the Hogwarts Express at around 8:00 this morning and headed back to London. Ron told us that his Dad was going to pick us up and that we would drive around, 3 hours to Devon, England.

On the train, Hermione was reading a biography on Bridget Wenlock, a famous arithmancer known for her groundbreaking theories on magical properties, and Harry was looking out the window, deep in his thoughts.

I was lying down between Ron's legs. He was playing with my hair, and I was eating a pumpkin pastie that I got from the trolley a couple of minutes ago.

"Your hair is so soft," he whispered into my ear. He started lightly kissing my ear.

I turned around and kissed his lips. He kissed me back a couple of times until we were making out.

"OI, GET A ROOM," Harry made a fake gagging noise.

We looked at him and rolled our eyes.

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When we finally arrived in London, Arthur Weasley, Ron's father, was waiting for us.

"You must be the famous Aurora Rons been telling us about in his letters," he shook my hand.

"Here, let me grab that for you," he grabbed my trunks.

We walked outside of the station to the car. It was a small light blue ford. There were 8 of us (Ron, Hermione, Harry, Fred, Goerge, Ginny, Arthur, and me.) I gave Ron a look.