the boys of harry potter imagines.

ron weasley.

the last place ron ever expected himself to end up was in the girls dormitory,
locked away with y/n until merlin knows when.
it's important to know ron isn't here by his own will,
and he was very clear of that.
"that's rubbish!"
he'd yell,
pacing around y/n's dorm in huffs of anger.
"help me move this,"
y/n suggested without the slightest worry of his disgust,
dragging the nearly empty wardrobe towards the door to secure them.
ron curled his lip and reluctantly helped y/n to push it.
"there we go."
she smiled and dusted her hands,
collapsing onto her own bed once their chore was finished.
"well, what'd you do that for?"
"in case the murderer finds us in here, duh."
"i doubt a stupid little cupboard is gonna hold off a murderous, raving lunatic."
she scoffed and sat up again,
"but it will give us time to escape or hide. use your brain, unless that's too hard for you,"
she teased with a daunting smile.
ron rolled his eyes,
"this is mad. out of all the people in hogwarts, of course i got locked up with you!"
"well, i'm happy to have you here too."
y/n got up and looked around the room for her nail polish,
soon finding it beneath her bed.
the strong smell hit ron almost instantly,
making his nose twitch.
"can you put that rotten stuff away?"
"can i finish first?"
ron turned his back to her with the upmost disgust to remind her just how much he disliked her.
"i don't understand your hatred for me, weaslebee. while i'm flattered, it's rather...exhausting for you, no?"
he turned around to face her again,
though his reddened face was much too adorable for y/n to take seriously.
she let the smile plant itself along her lips as he began,
"you're annoying, and you're-you're spoiled. i mean, you get your own dorm! it doesn't get much worse than that."
"annoying? ronald, i barely speak a word to you. and if i do, it's because i find your hatred amusing. and spoiled? well, you don't as much as you think you do."
ron huffed and took to pacing around the room again,
mumbling about the cruel fate of the world.
"you know what i think it is? i think you secretly like me."
she grinned,
waiting for him to go.
and almost on cue,
ron's face turned a deep shade of crimson and his fists were clenched so tight they grew white.
it's a travesty!
a downright scandal!
how could she suggest such a thing!
"i. do. not. like. you. at all!"
y/n nodded her head with a giggle,
"alright, alright. message received."
she took back to painting her nails again,
letting her small, quiet hum fill the air.
as ron sat back in his seat,
listening to the melody of her tune,
he felt his body relax in an odd way.
around y/n,
he was nothing but uptight and angry.
but now,
as her soft song reverberated through his mind,
he was calmed.
he turned to look at her through the corner of his eye,
oblivious to the small smile that was growing on his lips at her sight.
she was composed and serene as though she was feeding ron's tranquility.
the faint sunshine absorbed her delicate skin and made her look almost celestial.
ron had never seen y/n in such a close manner,
and in doing so now he was forced to realize just how ravishing she truly was.
has she always been this lovely?
he thought curiously,
wondering where the sudden change in heart appeared from.
his heart began to stutter as he really processed these thoughts,
realizing he was admiring the one girl he loathed most.
it was a draco and harry rivalry.
a hermione and millicent rivalry.
this attraction here would be nothing short of betrayal to his friends.
but y/n seemed different here and now.
she seemed-
"why are you staring at me? do i have nail polish on my face?"
ron flinched out of his daydream,
being left with his racing heart and fevered face.
"n-no. you don't."
"hm. anyways, how does this color look? i wanted something to match this season but not entirely flashy."
"it's...fine."
"fine? well, that will do."
she turned back in her seat with a small smile,
realizing the faint dreamy look in his eyes.
it was all too familiar,
knowing that when it came to ron,
she saw it in her own eyes too.
***
"where am i gonna sleep?"
ron asked,
shoving his hands in his pockets.
"where else? my bed."
she snickered and began unfolding the blanket.
"uh...um..."
"don't be weird."
she giggled and handed him a pillow,
"you sleep on this end. and i'll sleep on the other end."
the pair climbed into the bed opposite from each other,
letting the sounds of the wind outside carry them to sleep.
though ron was too prideful to admit y/n's soft breathing was calming enough itself to send him under.
***
when ron woke again,
he realized he was on y/n's end of the bed.
it wasn't until he opened his eyes completely that he saw the girl curled into his chest,
fast asleep.
he nearly gasped loud enough to wake her,
but it only caused a small movement from her.
the soft, fineness of her skin seemed impossible to ron,
that one could feel so enticing with only her touch.
ron could feel his hatred for her melting away by the second.
oh, this bloody lockdown!
when does it end!
truth be told,
ron didn't want it to end.
he enjoyed holding y/n in his arms.
it made him feel wanted,
like someone she could count on.
and that feeling itself was enough to cause the confusion to flood his brain.
he wanted to hate her,
practically had to hate her,
but this feeling here was like nothing else in the world.
she was calm, and somehow more alluring in her sleep.
against his better judgement,
ron felt his head lowering itself to the top of her head,
where he placed a light kiss.
he inhaled deeply and allowed her natural scent mixed with the floral smell of her perfume to settle in his lungs.
he burned the scent in the back of his mind,
never wanting this moment to end.

y/n carefully smiled into his chest,
feeling the carefulness of his lips come in contact with the top of her head.
when she turned to look up at him,
he closed his eyes to sell the image that he, too, had been asleep this whole time.
she suppressed her giggle and allowed her lips to brush the base of his throat,
where his breathing could be heard quickening.
she laid one simple kiss to his jawline and smiled at the spread of color in his cheeks.
she laid her head back on his chest,
basking in the sounds of his racing heart.

when y/n and ron rose out of the bed together,
y/n kept the same smile stretched upon her lips and watched ron bounce around clumsily.
"can i say something?"
he asked abruptly,
the all too familiar blush on his cheeks appearing.
"the floor is yours."
"i know...we sort of hate each other but-"
"actually, ron, i've never hated you. the feeling was only one sided,"
she informed,
pointing a perfectly manicured finger towards him.
the words washed over him in relief.
the next few words had suddenly become easier to speak,
"last night was...accidental. but i'm glad it happened. i haven't-well, i haven't slept that well in a while."
y/n beamed radiantly and nodded her head in agreement,
"i'm glad i could help."
"and i'm sorry...for, you know, everything."
"all good. old news, yeah?"
he nodded with a bright smile,
"yeah."
ron finally had a chance to indulge in these secret, confusing feelings that warmed him from head to toe.
"let me tell you a secret,"
y/n began as ron took a seat on her bed,
"the reason why i get my own dorm is because no one wanted to room with me. they all think i don't belong here, or i'm...peculiar."
she smiled though the sadness could be heard faintly through her tone.
ron could feel his anger heightening as she explained,
not only at himself for assuming she was spoiled rotten,
but also towards the stupid twats that saw y/n as such.
"they're idiots. i like you and your oddness,"
he hurried to speak.
the blush was instant,
making y/n laugh lightly.
"do you now? such a sudden change in feelings. and all it took was a hug?"
"well...last night was a bit more of a hug."
ron chuckled,
sending y/n into fits of giggles.
"well, ron, i like you too."

it was important to know now that ron was entirely head over heels for y/n.
though if you had told him he'd find himself locked away with her only to soon find himself in love with her,
he'd laugh and yell,
"that's rubbish!"