Stone Cold | Ron X Reader

a possible blood bath

It's been two months since that night in the common room, Harry's third task was today.

"He'll be okay won't he, y/n?" Hermione asked as I came out the bathroom.

"Stop worrying, Harry will be fine. What's been going on with you and Krum, you don't mention him much?" I asked trying to take her mind off of Harry.

"Not much, but now I'm worrying about him too, not as much as Harry but still." She sighed her head in her hands.

"They will be fine, if not I'll... Buy some new teenage boy's, there's plenty just lying around." I gave her a nudge scraping my hair into a ponytail. She chuckled a little but didn't seem to relax.

"C'mon." I said, pulling her off of the bed and taking her into the common room.

"Harry!" She gasped, running to him and hugging him tight, bursting into tears. I gave a shout of annoyance, kicking the sofa. The room went silent as the couch slid across the floor slightly.

"Stop it!" Ron said, pushing the couch back into place. I grabbed his hand and pulled him out the common room and down the stairs.

"I feel terrible about the task, something's going to happen, I can tell but I don't know what. Hermione keeps crying I'm worried that she makes Harry nervous, like we don't believe in him or something, then he'll fuck up! Not to mention the fact that I need to go home and meet my mum's new boyfriend soon, I keep getting stressed about that, I mean she hardly picks the best men, does she?" I shouted, my voice cracking.

"It's fine, it'll be fine." Ron calmed me down, opening his arms.

"Am I crying? Fucking crying!" I gasped, tears rolling down my cheeks as I collapsed into Ron's arm's.

"Yes." Ron said, laughing quietly.

"Pathetic, I am." I said, continuing to cry into Ron's chest.

"Not pathetic, just human." He replied, kissing the top of my head.

"Don't make it worse." I shook my head, drying my eyes.

"Lets go for a walk." Ron decided, taking my hand and guiding me through the corridor. Our footsteps echoed through the corridors as we
walked.

"Sorry, Ron." I apologized.

"What did you do?" He asked, opening a door to the courtyard.

"I got all freaked out and-"

"Don't apologise for having feelings, think about the amount of times you've calmed me down over the past month because I've been scared for Harry." Ron told me, stopping to stare at me.

"And Hermione, considering how uncomfortable you are with other people when they cry, you deserve a medal for putting up with 'mione." He added, smiling at me.

"I'll be expecting one." I chuckled, sitting down on a low wall.

The morning sun was bright and it was quite warm outside, the early summer was being enjoyed by multiple students that were strolling around the courtyard.

"Are you still coming, the last week in summer?" Ron asked, tying his shoe.

"If mum's boyfriend meets my standards." I shrugged staring at him.

"I'm your boyfriend, your standards aren't that high." He said, nudging me a little.

"Don't ever talk shit about my boyfriend again, you hear me?" I smiled, leaning closer to him.

"Don't have to tell me twice." He smiled back at me planting a kiss on my cheek.

"You missed." I said, grabbing his t-shirt, pulling him back and kissing him softly on the lips.

"It's only nine in the morning!" Fred and George shouted together, interrupting our kiss.

"It's nine at night, somewhere!" I laughed.

"Your eyes are all red, have you got hay fever? Mum has a wicked potion for that." Fred told me, sitting on the grass legs crossed.

"No." I said bluntly. George frowned.

"She cried, actual tears came from her eyes. I told you she was capable of emotions!" George realised.

"Leave it." I said, smiling lightly.

"Fine, but Fred owes me money!" George said looking at Fred.

"You bet on her sadness!" Ron exclaimed.

"Sort of and I lost and I have no money, so I'll see you all later!" Fred shouted running away, George chasing him.

"Bloody ridiculous." Ron said, a shy smile on his face.

"It's fine, but I'm still nervous, something just isn't right about the third task." I shook my head.

"Harry will be fine." Ron said.

"I didn't say anything about Harry, but speaking of him now, can we go back to the common room and see him?"I said, pulling Ron off the wall.

()()()

We had been with Harry all morning, he didn't seem that nervous, but I think he was just good at hiding it. We were now at lunch with him. He didn't want to eat, but Hermione forced him to at least have a sandwich.

"You'll do well, Potter." I told him, when everyone was having they're own conversations.

"Then why are you nervous?" He asked me accusingly.

"What?" I shook my head at him.

"You're hands are shaking, Fred and George said you were crying earlier, you kicked a sofa halfway across the common room this morning and you keep staring off into space? Acting nervous to me." Harry shrugged.

"Bold of you to assume any of it was about you." I said, surprised by his observation. He blinked at me.

"You will do well, I know it." I said, finalizing it. Harry sighed in response.

"Potter, follow me." Moody said, Harry stood form the table.

"Good luck, mate." Ron said. Hermione nodded in agreement her lip trembling.

"Don't die or I'll kill you." I said, making him chuckle as he was lead away. Ron hit the back of my head with his newspaper and nodded to Hermione who was silently crying.

"Set her off again." He said rolling his eyes. I sighed standing up.

"C'mon, 'mione let's go upstairs." I said, putting my arm around her shoulders and leading her toward the Gryffindor tower.

I brushed out her hair and pulled a knitted jumper out for her to wear. Her tears had stopped and she nodded gratefully at me pulling her jumper over her head.

"My mum has a new boyfriend, his name is Malcom and he works with Mr Weasley." I told her, sitting down next to her on the bed.

"Apparently he's a good chef, makes a good souffle, my mum says so anyway. What is souffle?" I said, making her smile a little.

"I think we need to go now." She whispered, staring at me, terror in her eyes.

"Okay, let's go then." I smiled at her, pretending I didn't know that we were turning up to a possible blood bath.

Ron watched us walking into the empty common room together. I nodded at him and let Hermione walk over to him, he put his arm around her shoulders walking her out of the common room slowly. I collapsed onto the couch breathing deeply. I stood up shaking my hands quickly, feeling the sudden urge to punch something. Instead I kicked the couch again and again, my anger coming out with every kick.

A/n
This is my favorite chapter thus far. I hope you like it too.
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