The Battle

Making Up

This chapter contains smut!

It was the small hours of the morning before the party died down. You had been enjoying yourself so much, you didnt even realise what time it was. Some people had left to go home, others choosing to sleep where they fell. You and Ron still hadnt spoke, but he had started acknowledging you more as the drinks started flowing. He'd grab you when you walked by him, or hold your hand if you were stood close.

Being careful not to step on anyone, you made your way upstairs after saying good night to the twins, Sirius and Angus, who had out lasted everyone else and were still deep in conversation. You hadnt seen Ron in a little while, so you assumed he had already gone to bed. Hopefully he'd already be asleep, and there would be no more arguing tonight.

You opened the door quietly, snuck in and closed it behind you. Trying to keep the noise down, you decided just to strip off and climb into bed, you couldnt remember where your pyjamas were and trying to find them in the dark would wake Ron up. Especially cause you were a little bit tipsy. You take off your clothes and shimmy your way to the bed. As you climb in, you feel movement from the other side.

"y/n?" Ron whispers, his voice deep and raspy.

"Sorry...go back to sleep" you reply, pulling the covers over yourself and turning your back to him.

"Are you drunk?" he asks. He sounds so sexy when he's tired.

"A little...are you?"

"A little" you feel his warmth as he rolls over.

"I'm sorry if I woke you" you tell him, as he reaches an arm round you.

"Are you...naked?" he laughs into your shoulder. You start to laugh too. Its not even that funny, but the drink makes it uncontrollable.

"I was trying to be quiet" you giggle. Ron rolls you over so youre on your back, he uses one arm to hold his head up and rests the other on your stomach.

"I'm glad you werent" he whispered. You can feel his lips close to yours as he leans down. He kisses you softly. "I'm sorry about tonight."

"It's ok. I'm sorry too. I shouldnt have gotten so bitchy"

"Nah, I was proper out of order. I have no right telling you what to do. I just care about you, and I dont want you to get hurt."

"I care about you too. Its not that I dont want you to tell me what to do, I just wish you would respect my decisions." you sighed.

"I do, I promise. So...you want me to tell you what to do?"

"Sometimes"

"Well, in that case," he moved his lips to your ear, his voice still raspy, "spread your legs, darling."

His forwardness makes you gasp. You do as he tells you, and he slowly runs his hand from your stomach, down to your core, while softly kissing your neck. You let out a small moan as he starts moving his fingers slowly against you. His lips meet yours, his tongue finding his way into your mouth. You roll onto your side, pressing yourself tightly against him, and you notice that he is already naked too. You let out a small giggle as you wrap one of your legs round him. He takes this as an invitation and slowly enters himself inside you. You squeeze your leg against him, forcing him in deeper. You both moan softly as your kisses become more passionate. He rolls you over onto your back, still holding you close to him as he thrusts himself inside you, quicker and quicker, filling every inch of you.

Soon, you both reach your peaks. Groaning loudly, he collapses ontop of you, breathless. He kisses your cheek and rolls off, keeping his arms wrapped tightly round you.

"I love you, y/n" he whispers.

"I love you, Ron." you reply, before you both fall into a deep, satisfied sleep.