iMessages ━━ Ron Weasley ²

3 hours ago

astronomy tower

"I CAN see you standing there."

You were sitting cross-legged on the floor, back leaning against the railing when a familiar figure became visible on your peripheral vision. When no response came, you turn your head sideways, your vision occupied by the sight of Ron leaning against a wooden pole with his hands on his pockets. You would've boldly said he looked good right then and there, but then you remember the current situation you'd been wrapped in with him ( and Theodore ) for the past few days.

"Hey," he softly called out, finally moving closer towards you.

"You didn't have to follow me," you watched how he carefully sat next to you, mimicking the way you sat as he faced forward. "I didn't ask you to."

"Should've known from the moment we met that I wouldn't dare leave you alone," he grinned, now staring directly at you.

"Why didn't you tell me?" you changed the subject, yet refraining yourself from breaking eye contact.

"What?" he faltered.

"About Theodore," you clarified. "Why didn't you tell me right away? When he started taunting you about me? How you really felt about him?"

"W-Wait, how-"

"Ginny sent me screenshots of what you told her," you force out a small smile. "That's why I went here. To have a think about it."

A few moments ago in the common rooms where everyone gathered together, Ginny had indeed sent you screenshots of her past conversation with Ron. From him explaining what occurred before the punch to him opening up to her about how insecure he's been feeling for the past few weeks. Of course, you were submerged in different kinds of emotions as numerous thoughts invaded your head. Why didn't he feel like he could tell you? Why didn't you notice Theodore's actions the way others did? Is this why he was sad and distanced himself away? He felt all these things, and your first thought was to get mad at him for punching a guy that rightfully deserved it? ( To be fair, you didn't know... ).

Congratulations, you just won the worst significant other award. ( You can already hear Blaise laughing at your stupidity in your head! )

And so, you needed to get away. But Ron being Ron, noticed. He noticed your distressed expression, he noticed how you quietly pulled yourself away from Draco and Ginny, and he noticed the way you looked at him right before your figure passed the door. He noticed, and you only felt guilty about the way you acted for the past few weeks ( Blame it all on your obliviousness! ).

"That git I swear I'm going to steal Harry away-"

"Answer me," you cut him off. "Please?"

"I don't know," he sighed. "I thought if I told you about it, you would brush it off and maybe think that I was being too overprotective of you and like suddenly hate me and maybe break up with me, what if you decided he was way better then?" He began to spiral, anxious thoughts evidently clear yet you remained quiet in hopes of letting him clear his head.

"I would seriously cry, that would be a nightmare! He's not even that good-looking, maybe he kind of is, but like, you can do so much better than that!" He continued with much passion, until the volume of his voice began to decrease.

"Ron," you placed your hand on top of his, halting his rambles. He stared at you with guilt while the corners of your mouth tugged upwards. "You're the dumbest person I've ever met."

"Ouch." He placed his other hand on his chest, faking pain. "That hurts deeper than any of Nott's words." You sheepishly smile, and for a few seconds the two of you simply gazed at one another until you broke the silence.

"Well, I'm probably the dumbest person you've ever met. I'm sorry," you softly say. "For being mad at you punching him, for making you think that you can't tell me about these type of things, and for not knowing better."

"You didn't know," He reassured you, his thumb lightly grazing your hand.

"Remember that one time we had a date and he talked to us, for a long while?" you hesitantly brought up, internally cringing at the mere thought of the day. "I'm sorry for not speaking up about it... I wanted to run away and just pull us away from him but, he was still my tutor and friend. I felt bad and I know it sounds like I'm making excuses but- you know what, I'm sorry, Ron, I should've done better."

"It's not your fault." He added. "I should've just talked to you about it right away instead of well, doing what I did. Moral of the story, both of us were dumbasses."

"Is that why you were distancing yourself from me?" you murmured, solemnly playing with your hands. "I'm really sorry."

"Well, I guess, yeah," Ron bitterly admitted. "I felt like I was being pushed further and further away from you, especially when that stupid git wouldn't stop showing up where we were. But as you can see, the 'distance-yourself-from-them-because-you're-insecure' movement only lasted a few days because I love you too much."

When the word came out of his mouth his hands immediately covered his mouth as he let out a gasp, his eyes in full panic as it stared right at you. On the other hand, your heart skipped a beat while your hands began to feel a little clammy at the mere thought of what he just said. Yet before you could control it, you let out a laugh, leaving Ron slightly confused.

"To think I've been a nervous wreck these days because all I wanted to do was to say those words to you," you explain while you wholeheartedly chuckle at the thought. "But you're out here fully whipped for me and slipping up!" His flustered stance was now broken as he let out another exaggerated gasp.

"I take it back!"

"Not a chance."

"You just ruined the moment, how can you live with that?"

"Yeah but you still love me," you eyed him carefully before dropping another bomb you've held inside of you for way too long. "Just as much as I love you- I mean, hopefully, 'cause honestly I really do and while you were sad, I was sulking to Blaise about how I thought you don't-"

This time, it was his turn to laugh.

"Look at us being two sappy shits!" He giggled, hand slapping your shoulder while you only stared at him with a blank expression.

"Tell someone and I'm taking it back."

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An hour and more-serious-talks-about-your-stupidity later, the two of you found yourselves swinging your hands together as you two walked down the castle's halls together. It was clear any negative thought had been taken away from the couple.

"Not gonna lie, I would've preferred there to be more drama about this whole issue but you're nicer than I thought." He snickered.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" You laughed.

"I punch Nott, we fight, more misunderstandings happen, he tries to get with you, I save you, and then we make up." He animatedly explained.

"Why on earth would you want that for yourself-"

"Tension! The big picture!" Now his hands were up in the air, his tone ridiculing you.

"Ronald, I think you've been reading a few muggle novels lately it's affecting your brain."

"Aren't you the supplier?"

"Fuck off."

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im so sorry if it seems rushed :(
this was v dialogue heavy and i hope thats okay.
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