Harry Potter One Shots

Butterbeer and Quidditch (Ron)

You were sitting in the stands with your best friend, Luna Lovegood, as she screamed for Gryffindor.

You didn't say a word though, as your eyes followed a particular ginger quidditch player.

"You're staring again, (Y/N)." Said Luna in her mystical, dreamy voice.

"What? No, I wasn't staring at Ron... I just..." You trailed off, returning your gaze to the quidditch match.

"Harry's seen the snitch!" Someone cried. Everyone started shouting, but your eyes didn't leave Ron. The ginger looked annoyed, but caught your eye. Your gazes locked, and your eyes widened and your face flushed.

"HE'S GOT THE SNITCH! POTTER'S GOT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" The announcer cried, but you didn't care, because you were distracted thinking about Ron. "Party in the common room!" Some Gryffindor yelled. You smiled at Luna, and said, "See you later."

A couple of minutes later, you, and Ginny stood next to each other in the common room, talking about the game. But you kept glancing at Ron. "Just tell him already!" Ginny said desperately. You snapped out of your reverie, to flush and say, "Ginny, you know I could never do that. I mean, I wish I could, but honestly, I - he obviously doesn't like me." "Hey Ginny. Who doesn't like you, (Y/N)?" Ron said, appearing next to the two of you in an instant. Ginny smiled at you and ran off.

"Hi Ron." You mumbled. "Hey. Who doesn't like you, (Y/N)?" Asked Ron. "You." You mumbled under your breath. "Who?" He asked, taking a drink of his butter beer. "You." You said.

"I like you Ron. A lot. Since second year, actually. I mean, you know I love your family, but Ron, I desperately love you, and I want you. I-I just... I couldn't stand having you not know that." You said. Ron looked embarrassed, and he mumbled, "Wait... You - you like me?" You nodded, flushed. He smiled then, and even though there were people watching, he grabbed you by the back of your neck and kissed you.

He kissed you passionately, lifting you up so your legs went around his waist. His hands were on your hips as he pulled you closer, pushing your lips apart with his tongue.

When you pulled back, you gaped at him.

"YEAH RON!" Harry yelled from the crowd. Ron laughed, holding you tight against him.

"That's my brother!" Cried Fred.

"So... Will you go out with me?" Ron asked.

"Of course I will Ron." You murmured, kissing him gently on his cheek.

"I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." Ron whispered.

"I love you too Ronald Weasley." You sighed.