It was impossible for y/n not to notice her feelings towards Ron. It was impossible for anyone not to notice how they felt about eachother, however they were both oblivious towards the constant gestures coming from the both of them.
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I was so confused as to why Ron was in my bed. He had the covers pulled over him so when he sat up I saw his exposed chest. WHY IS RONALD BILLIUS WEALSEY IN MY BED SHIRTLESS!? I had so many questions running through my mind that I wanted answered before I could ask them Ron opened his mouth and began to speak.
"You really don't remeber anything that happened yesterday" he asked. " The last thing I remeber is me and Blaise dancing together". He sat up using his elbows to support his weight as he started explaining what happened after me and Blaise were dancing.
"So we didn't do anything?" You asked. He lightly shook his head no. "So then why are you in my bed shirtless Ronald?" "Well I was going to answer that y/n/n but you interupted me" he said with a slight chuckle.
"Well go on then" you said. "Well I dropped you off here and as I was leaving you started whinning for me to stay, I was gonna leave anyway but you were so drunk I figured it would probably be best if I stay here with you. Remind me to never help you when your drunk again your mean and childish" he explained laughing a bit.
"Well that's my bad Ronald. But what time is it?" You asked yawning "It is 10:38 am" oh shit you thought. "Ron we need to get to class Snape is going to kill us" I said as I rushed out of bed and started running around the room looking for my school robes. I look back to Ron still on the bed watching me not moving at all.
"Well don't just sit there Ron we're already late to class Let's go NOW" I said. He started laughing at how loud I was being. "Why are you laughing we are gonna be even more late and then get detention c'mon" I said. " It's Saturday y/n we don't have classes today" he said. I immediately felt stupid because how could I forget it was Saturday.
Today we go to hogsmede with Harry and Hermione we used to go every Saturday before we stopped talking to Hermione. Us three still went but it wasn't the same without Mione. I was quickly snapped out of my train of thought by Ron clearing his throat. I looked back at him as he looked back down to my chest.
"Y/n/n you do know there is such a thing called clothes maybe you should try some" he said pointing at me. I looked down at my body and noticed I didn't have any clothes on I was only wearing my pajama set but it was the gag gift Ginny and Hermione got me a couple years ago I have never worn it before.
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My face began to redden as I quickly ran to go grab clothes out of my night stand. I suddenly felt like the air got thicker than before it was becoming hard to breath. I was starting to sweat. These signs pointed to one, thing throw up. I quickly ran into the bathroom and knelt down in front of the toilet and began throwing up yesterday's Fire whiskey.
RONS POV I saw that y/n wasn't wearing anything except that pajama set Ginny and Hermione bought her. Wow she really was beautiful. I was staring at her body in the outfit. I saw how her golden skin looked in the pajama set. She is a goddess. I was starting to stare for too long I got scared she was gonna notice so I pointed out that she wasn't wearing any clothes.
She ran to her nightstand across the room and started digging through it to find some clothes. All of a sudden she darted into the bathroom. The door shut but there was still a little crack in it so I could hear her. She was choking? No she was Gagging? I decided to get up and go check on her. When I approached the door I slowly opened it to reveal y/n sick infront of the toilet throwing up. Oh dear this is gonna be great.
Y/N'S POV I heard soft footsteps coming from behind me. I turned around and saw Ron slowly making his way towards me. He got down onto one knee behind me and started rubbing my back as I felt more vomit coming up. I turned around and started throwing up again. Ron continued to rub my back. The vomit coming up was starting to hurt. I felt a pain in my stomach like I was gonna throw up a kidney.
"I-i" I stuttered. "Shh it's ok y/n" Ron said. "I'm sorry I should have listened to you, you said I had too much but I just ignored you and drank more" I said as I turned around. I had soft tears slipping down my face. He brought his hand up and cupped the side of my face as he used his thumb to wipe away the tears on my face. "y/n/n It's ok everything is gonna be alright just get it all out ok." He said with a warm smile.
After about 5 minutes of throwing up and Ron rubbing my back I felt much better. I turned around and looked Ron in the eyes "Thank you" I softly whispered. "It's no problem y/n/n" he said as he stood up. He held out his hands for me to take. I grabbed both his hands a tried to lift myself up. I got up and then fell back to my knees. "You can't walk?" Ron asked
"No no I can I just needed a second" I said standing up again, but again I fell back on my knees. "Ok let's go" Ron said as he bent down and picked me up bridal style. He walked us out of the bathroom and over to my bed. You layed me down on the bed then pulled the blankets over me.
"I'll be here if you need me" Ron said as he began walking towards the door to leave. "Wait can you lay down with me?" I asked him. He turned around and hesitated for a second before slowly walking towards my bed.
He pulled back the covers and layed down next to me. We both moved closer to eachother as he put his arms around me. I buried my head into his chest as he put his head on top of mine. I mumbled a soft "Thank you" into his chest. "Anytime Love" he said.
Yes I know him calling me love doesn't mean anything and yes I know he has called me that in the past but us laying like this and him calling me love made the butterflies I already had in my stomach from his touch just go crazy.
He gave me a kiss on my head before we both slowly fell asleep entangled in each others arms.
