𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐]

𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝙸𝚝 𝙾𝚞𝚝 {𝚁𝚘𝚗 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢}

Ron Weasley x Reader
Age: 16
House: Your choice
Blood status: Your choice
Year: 5th
Word count: 1230
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You walk into the Great Hall, skipping and smiling bigger than ever. You sat down next to your boyfriend Ron as he talked with his friends.

"Hey darling." Ron said kissing your cheek. "What are you so smiley about." He asked.

"Spring break! Since your coming to my place I decided to take you to a muggle carnival."

"Oh! Can I come to?" Harry asked.

"Oh, um, I was hoping it could be just a me and Ron thing." You said sincerely.

"Come on love, please? Harry's my beat mate, it'll be fun." Ron pleaded.

"I guess he can come." You slouched on the bench. "Hermione can you come?" You asked her hopefully.

"Oh, I'm actually gonna be spending time with Draco this spring. He's gonna meet my parents." Hermione smiled as she looked over to Draco with loving eyes.

~*~

"It's just, Harry has been everywhere! Two Saturdays ago, our "date" to the Three broomsticks. Harry was there.

Did you know last night when we and Ron were trying to have sex, Harry enters and just sits at the desk like nothing is going on, and Ron had to audacity to just keep going. I had to stop him.

I love Harry like a brother but I want time with Ron." You ranted on to Hermione.

She started laughing, "Wait, w-wait. He just sat there."

"Yes!" You groaned. "What if he's trying to say he doesn't wanna be alone with me anymore, meaning he wants to break up?" You started panicking.

"No, he loves you, he talks about you to us all the time." Hermione explained.

"What if he's sleeping with Harry? Or trying to get us to become a thruple?"

"I don't think they are sleeping together. Nor do I think he wants a thruple. I think you need to talk to him."

"Pft. Are you crazy?! He's gonna think I'm one of those girlfriends who wants all his time and doesn't let him hang with friends. What if Blaise was insufferable, would you tell Draco?"

"Yes! So we can solve it out like mature adults."

"Draco Malfoy? Mature? Oh puh-lease, he ignored you because you didn't partner with him in class."

"Ron Weasley? Mature? Oh puh-lease, he still plays with dolls." Hermione smirked.

"And I still have stuffed animals! We are both perfectly immature for each other."

"So how are you and Draco?" You asked changing the topic.

~*~

"Ron! It's so good to see you again! I would say you could stay in the guest room but you'll end up in Y/N's bed." Your mom winked.

"Mom!" You exclaimed. "Oh, Harry is also staying." My mom sensed the annoyance in my voice and raised in eyebrow, "I'll explain later." I mouthed to her and she nodded.

"Harry you can stay in the guest room. Know you are welcome here anytime."

"Thank you for your hospitality Mrs. Y/L/N."