❀𝗗𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀❀
A/n: no smut but LOADS of teasing.
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Ron sat next to Hermione. Sharing the similar stare. Concentrated.
Except for there gazes aren't in the same direction.
Hermione had her nose shoved in a book whilst Ron sat with a glazed over look. Looking straight in front of him.
He was sighing with content looking at your laughing state.
His heart rapidly started to beat as he saw Cedric walk to the table and casually put an arm around shoulder.
Prick He thought. How could he have someone so perfect.
Fred and George followed his eye line when they saw him staring.
"Bloody hell mate—
—that's Y/n"
"Good luck" Fred said and George nodded along.
"What's that supposed to mean" Ron fired back.
"Well you're ..you...and she's y/n" He did leave much to be desired with what he was insinuating.
"Sod off" Ron said glumly.
He just planned on staring at you again next period. In Muggle studies.
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Your eyes trialed around the room bored. Everything was going in slow motion. The teacher droned on and your wanted to bang your head against the wall because you knew you had History of Magic next with Professor Binns who could quite literally put you to sleep.
You licked your lips looking for something to stare at. Not many people in that class were that interesting looking.
Your eyes settled on a ginger. Head tilting you chewed on your bottom lip trying to find a imperfection on his face.
Riddled with beautiful freckles, Stoney blue eyes and perfect lips that looked inviting. You smiled to yourself, he's cute. You began to try and count his freckles.
23..24..shit he moved.
You inwardly sighed to yourself and looked back at your messy notes, you glanced at Ron again and this time you saw his head turn a little to quickly. Your forehead creased in confusion.
He slowly turned his head back to you and you didn't break eye contact.
You let a small smirk fall on your lips as he couldn't look away from you.
So he's got a crush...that's cute. He's cute
You decided to tease him.
You shifted in your seat. Basically grinding in it, pretending to yawn. And letting your skirt ride up your gorgeous legs. You knew full well his eyes were glued to you.
You wanted to leave something to desire so you made sure to keep your eyes locked on the front of the class room. Subtlety licking your lips sensually when you could tell Ron was dying on the other side of the class room.
He moved around in his seat to contain his hard-on.
The professor dismissed the class and Ron walked out of the room quickly, there wasn't much left to the imagination what he was about to do. He was lucky it was the last class of the day.
You needed to stop him before he got to far. You knew a short cut he would take to his dorm. It was an abandoned hallway nobody ever came across.
He walked quickly down the hall and you were already waiting on a bag window that you could sit on.
