my first choice ~ ron weasley x reader

gryffindor vs slytherin

That day I sat at the Gryffindor table as the new chaser and took a deep breath. Breathing in the crisp air was a contrast to the warmth inside the main hall. I slumped down in my seat a bit more and closed my eyes, I tried to calm my nerves by taking steady breaths but nothing was working. I kept reassuring myself that once this match was over I would not feel so afraid, but I knew this to be a lie.

Suddenly, there was a loud thud from the other side of the table, which most definitely did not help with my nerves.

"Harry, once this match is over you can give my place to McLaggen" Ron moaned, seeming just as nervous as I was.

"Mate you'll be absolutely fine, promise." Harry reassured "anyway i'm not letting that creep on the team, swear he's checked me out a couple times too" I swear I saw blush creep on to Harry's cheeks but decided to blame it on the heat of the hall.

"That's easy for you to say! You were a seeker in year one for gods sake!" Ron protested. I reached over and placed my hand over his.

"Ron we'll be okay we're in it together, pinky promise" at this I held my finger up and he returned the action.

･ﾟ:* time skip - the match *:･ﾟ

The crowd was roaring with excitement as I stood on the pitch awkwardly. Ron and I were next to each other trying to make one another feel better, but both ended up being terrible at it.

As the Slytherin team began to take their places Harry crowded us together and gave us a quick pep talk that honestly made me feel worse, especially when I ruin the game.

I started to fly into the sky and the game began. I started off pretty strong and got a couple scores leading to the Gryffindor stall erupting in claps. It was nice feeling appreciated, I could get used to this.

Ron did well too, he was defending the hoops well and we shared glances ever so often - not often enough to get distracted though.

When the snitch was released the team eased up a little, knowing that Harry would most definitely catch it. However, I think I may have taken this too far as before I knew it I heard a voice scream my name.

"Y/nn watch out!" Ron screamed.

It was too late though, just as I turned around I was hit with a bludger right on my back and I felt myself fall off my broom.

As I was falling through the air, I felt the cold air enclose my body and tangle my hair. It wasn't until I hit the floor that I fully grasped the situation. I was falling off my fucking broom and the ground was definitely close now.

･ﾟ:* Rons POV *:･ﾟ

Another block, maybe McLaggen wasn't going to get my spot after all. Every time I would block a quaffle y/n would sneak me a smile and honestly it made it worth while. She was doing really well too, which wasn't surprising, I knew she was good from all of the practice at the burrow.

As the game went on it was clear we had an easy win, we were neck and neck with Slytherin and with Harry as the seeker we had no problem.

When the snitch was released I felt myself relax a bit along with the rest of the team. I started to daydream about the burrow and Christmas dinner...the amount of roast potatoes I was going to have was going to be astronomical. Oh and the gravy, my god the gravy.

Just as I had got to pudding I decided it was probably best to switch my attention to the match for a second. As I scouted the field I noticed a person in green robes hit a bludger a bit too hard, it didn't surprise me though. I had assumed that a player would defend against the ball. But it was clear my assumption was wrong as I noticed everyone else daydreaming about Christmas dinner and the bludger heading straight towards y/n.

"Y/nn watch out!" I screamed trying to get her attention. But it was too late the ball hit her directly on the back and she was soon flying through the air.

I tipped my broom downwards and began racing against her falling body. I was so close to her and honestly thought I was going to catch her. That was until I hit the floor alongside her with a great thud.

From my position I looked over to her and reached my hand out for hers. She moved her face to be looking at mine as a piece of her y/hc fell over her face reaching to my hand too.

Noticing my failed heroic act and the injuries I sustained she began laughing, I started to laugh too. Whilst lifting myself up ; in hopes of getting closer to her I noticed her injuries and squirmed.

"Bloody hell what the hell happened here!" Harry screamed, running over to where me and y/n laid.

"Bloody hell mate, do you mind I've just fallen from the sky" I joked "take y/nn to the medical ward she's got it far worse than me" I let go of her hand and let Hagrid take her.

As he picked her up I noticed how lifeless she looked in his arms. For fuck sake Ron why couldn't you save her, you had to mess that up too.

"C'mon mate your leg looks" he shuddered "gross to be honest".

I looked down at my leg and noticed the big gash that laid right above my ankle. I noticed how heavily it was bleeding and began to feel dizzy and sick all at once.

"Har-harry I think i'm gonna pa-pass..."

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