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theromcommotel · 10 months

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HARRY POTTER HCS !!

FIRST “I LOVE YOU” !!

prompt: harry potter characters and their first “i love you”s in relationships

characters included: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, seamus finnigan, fred weasley, george weasley

warnings: you and seamus smoking in seamus’ part, swearing, physical abuse in george’s part

harry j. potter…

who said it: harry

when: 5th year

“cmon… just a little bit more..” harry cooed patiently, hands placed on your hips. “forget it, harry. i don’t think i’ll ever get it right.” you sighed, wanting to throw your wand down on the ground.

dumbledore’s army had just begun merely a few sessions ago, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get your patronous just right.

maybe it was because you upset professor dolores umbridge today and pushed her far beyond her limits (not even on purpose, for that matter). or maybe it’s because colin creevey was stuck way too far up your arsehole whenever you would do something wrong when it came to today’s D.A session.

“well, maybe i can give you a happy memory to think about.” harry suggested. “how on earth do you plan to do that?” you questioned, wary of what he may do.

“maybe…like this.”

and with that, harry began to scan your lips with his, feeling for all the fine details that no one else would get to see but himself.

harry felt you smile against his own lips before pulling away, with a lopsided grin smearing his cheeks.

“i love you.” harry smiled, sounding as if he’s been waiting a century to say those words to you.

“i love you too.”

ron b. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 3rd year

“oh no!! oh no no no..!!” the ginger boy roared as he was being dragged by the foot by the black-furred dog (unbeknownst to him, which was sirius black), “i can’t die yet!! i haven’t told (y/n) how much i love her yet!!”

“you bloody moron, she’s right here!!” the shorter bushy haired girl replied, slightly jealous it was her best friends name and not her own.

“i love you, (y/n)! if i die, i promise my ghost will haunt you!!” ron shouted before being dragged away out of sight.

“i love you too!” you yelped, hoping he could still hear you.

hermione j. granger…

who said it: you

when: 7th year

“i know this isn’t much… but i wanted to be able to do something for you for our anniversary.” hermione said, rubbing her neck in pure embarrassment.

you, hermione, harry, and ron were on a hunt to look for all of voldemort’s horcurxes, and because of that, you all were staying in a rubbish tent in the woods.

the tent was empty for the most part, other than the small radio player that had muggle romance music on it.

“harry and ron are out of our hair…well for now anyway. i told them to go look for anything that could be useful, i just wanted to have a nice 3 months you.”

“you kicked them out for me?” you asked, disbelief leaving your throat.

“well yes — and i know it’s not much but-” the brunette would’ve continued if you didn’t interrupt her, and she gives a slight pout because of it.

“but it is much, it is something ‘mione! it is because i love you.”

“i- uhm. repeat yourself, please?”

“i love you, hermione.”

draco l. malfoy…

who said it: him

when: 6th year

“isn’t that right, ms. (y/n)?” the barely human wizard, voldemort, said, looking at you from the other side of table.

you gulped quietly, your shoulders stiffening. “yes, sir.” you murmured, glancing at the platinum blonde boy next to you before averting your gaze.

you and draco grew up together - as your mothers were very close in their teenage years, your fathers, not so much. but they got along okay.

when draco first became part of the death eaters, his mother decided it’d be easiest to have you there, to make it a little less hard on him.

“excuse me for a moment.” draco mumbled, somewhat abruptly, as lucius and the lord were in the middle of a conversation. draco stood up within the blink of an eye, and sped walked out of the room.

“would you be a dear and check on him for me, honey?” narcissa leaned over and whispered in your ear, as you were seated between draco and his mother.

you gave a small half-smile with a nod, as you politely excused yourself, afraid of what voldemort could do if you had done it in a way of which he didn’t like.

you went around the halls of malfoy manor, the walls of which most of your childhood memories took place, as sad as that is.

you saw a crack in the door of draco’s room, and you opened the door a tad more

draco said there, looking down at his folded hands, not saying anything.

“are you okay?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

“those meetings…get to me, sometimes.” the blonde mumbled, his voice cracking slightly.

“me too..” you answered, rubbing your hand up and down his back, as you sat next to him.

“thank you, for always being here. i’ve spent my whole life with you, i never want to let you go.” draco said, giving a small smile.

“i won’t ever leave you behind, okay?”

“this is exactly why i fell in love with you all those years ago.”

“wait…what?” you denied, your voice quiet.

“you heard me, i love you (y/n).”

ginevera m. weasley…

who said it: her

when: 5th year (well 4th year for her)

“hey (y/n)!” a familiar, high, squeaky voice called out to you, sounding a bit distant.

“oh, hi, ginny.” you half smiled, looking down at the younger girl.

“i need to talk to you, now.” ginny asked — well demanded, but she meant to ask.

you’ve known ginny long enough at this point to know sometimes, when she wants to ask a question, it can accidentally turn into a demand. especially, when she’s nervous.

“okay, no problem.” you reported, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

she grabs your wrist with a firm grip — but not firm enough for your to be hurt. and walks you down to a more empty side of the hogwarts express.

“i love you. and quite frankly, i hate it when you spend more time with my brothers and less time with me because it’s not fair, i fancy you!” the smaller ginger insisted, with a small stomp of her foot to show she meant what she said.

“i love you too, don’t worry, gin.” you spoke, as you tucked a string of hair behind her ear, that was before in the middle of her face.

she gave a lopsided grin before happily skipping off and giving a sing-songy goodbye.

seamus d. finnigan…

who said it: him

when: 4th year

the yule ball of the 1994 school year was slowly coming to a close, but you were unable to find where your date had ran off to, one moment he was with his best friend, dean thomas — and now you have no bloody clue where he is.

there was only one placed you hadn’t looked yet — the astronomy tower.

you begin your walk up the tower of many staircases and you hear some intense coughing the higher and higher you reach.

before your eyes, you see your boyfriend — or date, or technically boy friend, as the relationship between the two of you is a bit complicated, with a cigarette between his fingers.

“hey seamus.” you say, as you sit down next to him, leaning into his touch.

“hi doll.” he says, grinning as he puts an arm around your waist.

“can i smoke with you?”

“absolutely not, angel!” seamus gasps, shocked, putting a dramatized hand to his chest, his mouth open a gap.

“huh? why not?” you asked, now just confused.

“because! i love you! i’m not letting a gorgeous goddess inhale that shit!” seamus replied, now tossing his cigarette away into the distance.

“you love me?”

“with every inch my body stands.”

fred g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 5th year (3rd book/movie)

“i don’t know how you could even do this, i don’t know what half of this is supposed to to mean..” your ginger boyfriend said, cuddled up into your side, as the two of you studied for the following potions exams.

“well, to make it’s quite simple, it’s just seeing it on paper is the hard part.” you said, nudging him slightly, to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep again.

“oh, how so?” he asked.

“well actually you take the-”

and before you could get any further, your boyfriend pecked you on the lips.

“sorry, at first i was interested and then i just didn’t care anymore.” fred said with a chuckle.

“fred gideon weasley!!”

“i’m sorry, i love you, does that make it better?”

“i… yes.”

george g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 7th year (5th book/movie)

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

the words on your arm continued to ring in your ear, like the tangy feeling on your tongue after eating spicy foods.

none of this would’ve happened if you didn’t snap at the new d.a.d.a teacher - dolores umbridge.

the torturous (literally), cruel woman put you through so much pain in one detention.

don’t get me wrong, you’ve gotten detention once in 2nd year, but this could never compare.

the words on your arm were the ones that made you cry terrifying sobs as you had to continue to write and write and write - thanks to your low physical pain tolerance and somewhat sensitive heart, you just couldn’t bare it.

sprinkles of raindrops began to form in your eyes, they ground onto the table you were sitting at, as you tried to rub your eyes before anyone happened to notice.

“hey, love, are you okay?” george weasley - your boyfriend asked, scurrying over to you.

your arm was angled in the correcting lighting and point of view to where the taller ginger could see your scars perfectly.

“blimey!” your boyfriend shouted, pointing, before madam prince gave him a stern shooshing.

“what happened?”

you clung onto him immediately, sobbing quietly,

“hey love — it’s okay, i love you, i’m here and i always will be.”

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punkharryp0tt3r · 5 months

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Ron, drunk: I’m in love with Harry Potter

Ron, drunk: Like he’s just so cute, and amazing, and kind, and funny

Ron, drunk: But you won’t tell him right?

Harry, who is carrying him home: ……I swear I won’t.

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lockescoles · 8 months

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@pscentral event 18: adaptations ↳ RON WEASLEY + HARRY POTTER MOVIES

#hpedit #harrypotteredit #magicfolk #pottersource #dailywizardwheezes #dailywizardingworld #dailyhpgifs #ron weasley #ronald bilius weasley #wizarding world #my edit #hp #it was impossible to make the colors fit fdgsdg #but i love this boy #harry potter

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lunar-serpentinite · 19 days

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one mistake ppl make abt the golden trio is assuming they're couple + third wheel

WRONG

thats mama y papa and their kid who runs into danger way too often !!!

#harry potter #harry james potter #ron weasley #ronald bilius weasley #hermione granger #hermione jean granger #golden trio #romione #ron weasley x hermione granger #THATS THEIR CHILD IM TELLING YOU

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simsim54 · 2 months

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Ron: I didn't understand why people care so much for their dumb friends until I got a dumb friend myself. Ron: *picks Harry up* Ron: I've only befriended Harry for the duration of a train ride. Ron: But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

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pctterswprld · 1 year

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pure jealousy

pairing: ron weasley x gryffindor!fem!reader

summary: you have feelings for ron and you were planning on asking him to the christmas party. he doesn’t seem to realise those feelings until you give up on asking him, someone else offering to take you instead.

word count: 3,356 words

warnings: ANGSTY FLUFF, literally two swear words, a bit of kissing, idk what else...

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[y/n] [y/l/n], described by her peers, was a compassionate woman who always took everyone’s feelings into account. while having gryffindor’s fiery personality, her beauty (inside and out) only made her much more desirable among the students of hogwarts. it was something she took pride in, having the ability to wrap people around her finger.

unfortunately for hogwarts’s keen scholars, [y/n] had her eyes on someone. of course, she had not revealed who she had feelings for (only to her best friend, hermione). and let’s just say… [y/n] was pretty good at hiding her feelings.

long story short, [y/n] [y/l/n] was in love with her best friend.

no, not hermione.

ronald bilius weasley. best friend to the chosen one and known for being quite daft from time to time.

he was quite a popular figure, being gryffindor’s quidditch keeper and also helping with da in his fifth year. ron wasn’t one to brag but he quite liked the attention he received — especially from women.

again, unfortunately for [y/n], ronald just had to tell her all about it.

“right, so you know lavender brown?” he questioned, [y/n] picking at her food as she fought the sigh trying to come out of her mouth.

“yeah, ‘course.”

“she’s interested in me.” [y/n]’s eyes shot up, meeting ron’s eager ones as he nodded enthusiastically. “i know! it’s bizarre, i thought she hated me last year after that whole incident in the room of requirement—”

“wait,” [y/n] interrupted, dropping her fork on her plate as she crossed her arms. “how do you know she likes you?” ron scoffed, stuffing another spoonful of jelly into his mouth.

“well, it’s obvious. isn’t it, harry?” the ginger nudged [y/n]’s other close friend, the one and only harry potter, who was sat close by them, invested in his new fancy advanced potions textbook. he looked up abruptly, his chin in his palm as she shrugged.

“i guess her attitude towards you has improved—”

“see—!” ron immediately zipped his mouth when his eyes met with someone else’s across the great hall. [y/n] turned to see what (more like who) he was looking at, frowning when she saw lavender brown coming their way. she flashed a smile towards ron, tucking a lock of her curly hair behind her ear as she giggled along at what parvati patil said, immediately rushing to their normal seats.

at this point, [y/n] felt extremely sick. she gulped down her food as she met eyes with her beloved best friend, who seemed beyond the moon. a wide grin crossed his lips as he spoke, “see! she likes me. you cannot change my mind.”

[y/n] tried to be happy for ron. he’d been wanting a relationship for ages as he was unhappy with himself (or he was simply just bored). and there was no doubt that ron did not retaliate his feelings for the girl. he, of course, loved her dearly as a friend. and to [y/n]’s disappointment, it seemed like he was never going to figure out her secret.

a smile crossed the girl’s lips as she nodded, uncrossing her arms, “okay, i see it. she likes you,” she chuckled, ruffling the ginger’s hair as he laughed along. she felt eyes on her as she looked at harry who had an inquisitive glint in his eyes as they flickered from her to ron. [y/n] shook her head, looking down at her food as she heard harry sigh to himself.

“um, i promised hermione i’d meet her in the library,” [y/n] stated, finishing the last of her food as she looked at the two boys in front of her. “so… i best be off now.” ron didn’t seem to be paying attention, his eyes still on lavender with a look of adoration in them. harry gave the girl a sympathetic smile as she solemnly glanced at ron, sighing in defeat.

“see you later,” harry waved as [y/n] smiled, walking out of the great hall with heartache striking her chest.

[y/n] stared at her herbology textbook, struggling to understand the words with the one million words crossing her mind. she huffed, her forehead meeting the pages of the book as she closed her eyes. hermione sighed at her best friend, brushing [y/n]’s hair aside to get a better look at her.

“did something happen?” hermione asked, knowing the reason behind [y/n]’s sadness already.

“well, you’ve got that figured out already,” [y/n] joked, sighing as she sat up. she leaned back in her seat as she began tying her hair into a ponytail. “okay, i get that i haven’t made my feelings that… obvious.” hermione nodded, scribbling across her parchment as she listened. “but, come on. even harry agrees with you, i’ve been looking at him differently since third year!” she ranted, almost slamming her textbook shut out of frustration.

“[y/n]...” hermione began, setting down her quill. “perhaps it’s time you… stopped liking ron?” [y/n]’s eyes shot up, her left cheek now against her palm as she thought.

“you’re acting like i haven’t thought about that ‘mione,” [y/n]’s lips pressed together, staring at the words within the pages in front of her. hermione’s mouth opened to speak but it immediately clamped shut when she noticed the figure approaching the both of them. [y/n] looked up, furrowing her brows as she sat up. “what—?”

“hello, ladies.” [y/n] whipped her head around, seeing two fairly attractive slytherin boys in front of her. she glanced at hermione whose cheeks had already flushed at the sight of them. the voice belonged to theodore nott, his eyes already on hermione as he awkwardly scratched his neck. [y/n] recognised the other boy as blaise zabini and sat up in her seat straighter, crossing her legs.

“hello, boys,” she greeted, her ponytail bouncing as she smiled, “to what do we owe the pleasure?” blaise stepped forward, a grin crossing his lips as he glanced at theo.

“well, with slughorn’s christmas party coming up, we’re obviously expected to bring someone,” blaise spoke, his eyes on [y/n] as she intently listened. “and you two were first on our list to ask…” hermione nudged [y/n] whose eyes widened with excitement. [y/n] glanced back at the slytherin boys, a sly smile on her face.

“why, we’re honoured,” she began, “i hope you weren’t lying when you said we’re your first choices,” she tilted her head.

“of course not,” theodore flashed a smile, glancing at hermione once again. “we’ll do anything to prove that if you want us to.”

“that won’t be necessary,” hermione giggled, [y/n] smiling as she added, “we’d be delighted to go with you two.”

blaise and theo smiled, bowing their heads as blaise spoke. “wonderful. we’ll meet outside slughorn’s office next week?”

“sounds great!” [y/n] agreed, the two boys walking off with looks of triumph on their faces. [y/n] turned towards her best friend, looking gleeful as hermione fanned her cheeks.

“you might not agree but they’re both incredibly attractive,” she sighed, leaning back in her seat as [y/n] shrugged.

“well… this might be my chance to get over ron, like you said,” [y/n] grinned, “and blaise is a nice guy, don’t you agree?”

and as a consequence, the two began talking away about what they were going to wear in the corner of the library, all thoughts of ron weasley disappearing.

later that night in the common room, [y/n] sat crossed-legged on the sofa as she finished up her DADA homework, crookshanks purring quietly beside her as her quill scribbled away. she was too concentrated to notice the familiar ginger boy sitting directly beside her.

ron tapped her left shoulder, a smile appearing on his face as [y/n] looked up. she put her quill down, tilting her head at her best friend, “why are you so smiley?” ron scoffed, leaning in his seat.

“i was just happy to see you, jeez,” he muttered, [y/n] laughing as she put away her essay. she tickled crookshanks’s ear as ron spoke again. “where were you after lunch?”

“i told you i was going to be in the library with hermione,” she replied, her lips pressing together as she remembered how ron looked at lavender. ron tilted his head.

“no, you didn’t.” [y/n] sighed, pulling out her hair tie as her [y/h/c] hair cascaded past her shoulders.

“yes, i did. you were too busy staring at bloody lavender,” she retorted, staring into the fire as she brushed her hair aside. ron’s breath hitched as he took in [y/n]’s appearance, his brows raising at how pretty she looked at this angle. he looked away, scratching his neck as he cleared his throat.

“right. sorry. yeah, now that you say that…” ron glanced at [y/n], who seemed to now be in a foul mood as she hugged her knees to her chest. the ginger mentally facepalmed himself, trying to change the subject. “so, with harry and hermione going to that party next week, i was thinking we should spend the day together,” he grinned, causing [y/n] to look up. “because you said you didn’t want to go. we could hang out, like old times.”

[y/n] bit her lip, letting go of her knees. “well, i never said that and… um, i’m sorry, ron. but i can’t.” ron furrowed his eyebrows.

“why not?”

“because…” [y/n] sighed, fiddling with her fingers. “i’m going to the christmas party. with someone.” ron looked gobsmacked at this, his arms now crossing as he scoffed.

“yeah? with who?” he questioned. [y/n]’s brows furrowed at the sudden change in his demeanour.

“blaise zabini,” she replied, forcing herself to not smile at the thought of him. “he’s in our potions’ class—”

“i know who he is,” he snapped, now staring into the fire as [y/n] widened her eyes. she looked away, staying silent because she knew it was best not to argue with ron when he was in moods like these. then, he spoke again, “do you want to go with him?”

“well, hermione wants me to—” [y/n] stopped abruptly, cursing herself as she felt eyes on her once again. it was now only her and ron in the common room.

how she wished harry or hermione were here right now.

“why does hermione want you to?”

“because she doesn’t want to be alone,” [y/n] shrugged, fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

“harry’s going to be there.” [y/n] sighed at this, leaning back into her seat as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “and isn’t she going with nott from slytherin?”

“yes, she is. i’m surprised you didn’t find out from her that i was going with blaise,” [y/n] remarked, hearing another light scoff emerge from ron. “what? they both asked us while we were in the library.”

“so is that why you two have been blushing all evening?” he muttered, his eyes staring with intent at [y/n] as she struggled to look away.

“yeah,” she mumbled. “guess so.” ron shook his head, getting up from his seat and surprising [y/n] as he began to walk up the staircase. “where are you going?”

“to bed.”

“seriously?” [y/n] guffawed, going after him. she had been in his and harry’s room a number of times, so it didn’t surprise ron when she went after him. “do not tell me you are annoyed because someone asked me to the party.” ron let out a grumble as they both reached his room, confirming [y/n]’s suspicions. “you are!”

“you can do what you like,” he mumbled, entering his room and kicking off his shoes. [y/n] closed the door behind her as she followed ron.

“i don’t know why you’re so bloody bothered,” she stated, crossing her arms as ron turned around. “you’re the one pining after lavender!” ron’s lips melted into a harsh smile, looking to the side as he spoke.

“so that’s why your attitude towards me has gone sour– because of lav?” [y/n] gagged at the nickname, rolling her eyes. she heard a laugh emit from ron, pissing her off even more. “i can’t believe it—” [y/n] walked towards the ginger, pushing him harshly as a look of annoyance crossed his expression. “ow—?”

“first of all, that nickname does not do lavender justice,” [y/n] began, ron smirking at how frustrated she was getting. “and secondly, if you had just let me ask you to the bloody party in the first place—!”

“wait, wait, wait, wait,” ron interjected. “what?”

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A FEW DAYS EARLIER

[y/n] trailed after ron as they both stood at their desks, getting their stuff out diligently. the girl glanced at the door, noticing how harry and hermione hadn’t arrived yet and looked at ron who was now sitting down on his chair.

as she sat down, she tapped ron’s shoulder, catching his attention, “do you know if harry has asked anyone to the christmas party yet?” ron nodded, messing with his quill.

“yeah, he asked luna. why, were you planning on going with him?” he replied, paying close attention to [y/n] as she looked away.

“nah, just wondering. asking for hermione since she’s all hot and bothered about finding a partner,” she smiled, glancing at her parchment. ron nodded slowly.

“so… are you going then?” [y/n] glanced at him, “to the party?” the girl smiled, a tinge of pink arising on her cheeks as she looked down.

“um, actually, i was wondering—” a giggle from beside ron caught [y/n]’s attention, her eyes meeting with lavenders before the blonde glanced at ron with a smile.

“hi, ron,” she greeted, hugging her transfiguration book close to her chest. [y/n]’s lips pressed together as she noticed ron’s expression turn surprised. he raised his eyebrows, his lips curling as he replied.

“hey,” he replied, his voice coming out quieter than expected. she smiled shyly, walking towards the patil sisters as the three of them giggled. [y/n] fought back a sigh as ron turned back towards her, a dumbfounded manner appearing on his face. “did you see that?”

“uh, yeah. what about it?” [y/n] remarked, picking at her parchment as she heard ron’s voice again.

“what about it? well, you tell me!” he whispered, glancing at lavender again. “she was smiling. she doesn’t normally… do that.”

“perhaps she was feeling nice today!” [y/n] suggested, seeing ron nodding slowly as she almost sighed in relief. “lavender’s a lovely girl, she might just be feeling extra happy or something…”

“yeah. yeah, you’re right,” ron shook his head, turning towards [y/n] fully. the girl smiled slightly, staring at him as he spoke. “so i suppose you’re not going?”

“what?”

“the christmas party. you’re not going?” [y/n] furrowed her eyebrows, her lips parting slightly. “you don’t have a partner.”

“about that—”

“i mean, personally, i don’t think anyone is worthy of taking you,” ron shrugged nonchalantly, opening his transfiguration book with a grunt. [y/n] nodded, trying to speak as he continued, “i mean, you could ask a seventh year but perhaps you shouldn’t risk it, guys these days…”

“that’s why i was thinking about—” ron’s attention drifted away from poor [y/n] when the door swung open once again, revealing harry and hermione as they entered the room. he grinned and waved them over, causing the girl to deflate in disappointment. she bit her lip, facing hermione as she sat down opposite her. she quickly smiled at her best friend, paying attention to professor mcgonagall as she began the lesson…

“why didn’t you ask me after the lesson?!” ron stood there, gobsmacked at the new information he just received. [y/n] crossed her arms, arching an eyebrow.

“i fricking tried to! but all you could do was talk to harry about lavender!” ron opened his mouth, expecting to hear something come out of it, yet he quickly closed it once he realised [y/n] was right. he looked down, scratching his neck.

“i– [y/n], i’m sorry,” he stated, stepping closer as a sincere expression crossed his face. “i genuinely am. i know i can’t take the bloody hint and that’s my fault. i seriously am sorry!” [y/n]’s lips pressed together as she looked away, her toes tapping against the floor.

“yeah, well, i’m going to head to my room, so…” and as she turned around, attempting to walk towards the door, ron grasped her wrist, pulling her back gently as she spun to face him. she looked up, bewildered.

“so that’s it? you’re just going to go with zabini?” he questioned, dumbfounded as [y/n] parted her lips. she glanced at his hold on her wrist and raised her eyebrows, looking back up.

“i mean—”

“you could do a whole lot better, [y/n],” he interjected once again, pulling the girl closer as she let out a quiet gasp.

“ron—?”

“no, listen. i get that you’re mad at me and you have a right to be but i do like you. i swear on merlin’s beard i do– ask harry!” [y/n] opened her mouth, trying to speak but ron continued. “i know, i know, i can’t believe it took me being purely jealous just to figure out my bloody feelings– i know. yell at me all you want, i’m just saying—”

“ron—”

“that i have practically liked you since first year after you stuck up for me against malfoy, but i just pushed those feelings away because i was still a ‘blood-traitor’ or whatever and you’re practically pure-blood royalty. and i get that that’s stupid but it’s the truth and i’m telling you now—”

[y/n] kissed him. she smacked his hand away and kissed him, grabbing his face as she pulled him close. she was sure ron’s hands found their way to her waist as she kissed him deeper, smiling against his lips when ron did. as [y/n]’s hands made their way to his hair, ron gently pushed her against his bedpost, his hands squeezing her hips as she let out a gasp, tugging at his hair as he picked her up easily. as [y/n] wrapped her legs around his waist, she nearly moaned against his lips when ron pinched her thigh, the ginger grinning at the whine she let out instead.

and just as he was about to move his lips towards [y/n]’s neck, the two of them heard a scream.

[y/n] immediately pulled away, her eyes widening when she saw hermione – along with a startled harry – standing at the door with amazement. she dropped her books, one of them hitting harry’s toes as he winced, kicking the book away.

“finally! merlin, the both of you were driving me mad,” she exclaimed as [y/n] jumped off of ron, rolling her eyes as ron furrowed his eyebrows.

“what’s she talking about?” he asked harry, along with [y/n], looking at his friends with confusion.

“listen, this only took so long because of him,” she shrugged, hearing harry shut the door behind him as [y/n] jumped onto ron’s bed. ron sighed, scratching his neck.

“yeah, she’s right—”

“no fucking shit,” harry muttered, shaking his head as a grin crossed his lips. “you are unbelievable, mate.” ron stood there, offended as hermione began to cackle.

“listen, i know i’m a bit slow—”

“oh, merlin, how are you supposed to tell blaise that you can’t go with him now?” hermione asked her friend, wincing at the thought as [y/n] shrugged.

“ah, he can always take greengrass. she’s pretty.”

“but you’re prettier,” ron winked at [y/n], causing the girl to grimace as ron sighed. “sorry, that was a bit—”

“no shit.” the quartet began to laugh, ron wrapping an arm around [y/n] as they all giggled away, the world feeling right again.

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urstarlitharlot · 6 days

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harry, ron, and hermiones pyjamas respectively

#the golden trio #harry james potter #harry potter #hermione granger #hermione jean granger #ron weasley #ronald bilius weasley

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beavillains · 4 months

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2024

This is Albus Scorpius and Rose's last year at Hogwarts :(

I should have drawn a Christmas thing but who cares '\_{"3}_/'

Totally going to redraw this next year.

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cheridraco · 9 months

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hermione, to ron and harry: first of all, you just ignored my cat dressed up as santa, so fuck you. secondly,

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briarpotter · 6 months

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Romione! VS Hinny!

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crackishincorrecthp · 2 months

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Harry: I hope no one lowkey hates me... Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being. Go big or go home! Voldemort does it right! Hermione & Ron: Hermione & Ron: Harry-

#harry potter incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect hp quotes #harry potter #harry james potter #hermione granger #hermione jean granger #ronald weasley #ron weasley #ronald bilius weasley #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #lord voldemort #voldemort

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theromcommotel · 11 months

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R. WEASLEY X READER !!

prompt: ronald weasley discovers his massive crush on y/n l/n, but he may have made it a bit too obvious…

requested by: no one

warnings: none(?), seamus being an ass for a bit, everyone hating on seamus😭 (ilhsm, seamus is my baby)

gryffindor!fem!reader x ronald b. weasley

“i’m in love!” the younger weasley boy shouted, maybe a bit too loudly, bursting into the boys gryffindor dormitory.

“who’s the next victim, and how do you plan to torture them this time?” seamus smirked, raising his eyebrows in response.

“shut up, seamus.” ronald spat to the irish boy, somewhat jokingly.

“yeah, cmon, who is it? don’t keep us waiting.” neville replied from one of the beds, suddenly putting down his herbology book.

“well… it’s uh, this girl, y/n l/n.” ronald said, rubbing the back of his neck with a small smile.

“damn ron, she’s hot snatch! you sure you can do this?” seamus joked again.

“seamus! stop being such a git!” dean said shoving his best friend lightly.

“so, you gonna ask her to the yule ball? it’s coming up soon.” harry suggested.

“yeah! i’m gonna write her love letters every day till the week before, and boom! she’ll be smitten!” the youngest weasley boy said confidently, puffing out his chest.

“suureee….” george sighed, rolling his eyes with a grin.”

“shut it!”

dear y/n,

hello y/n. i have something i must say, i have quite the fancy for you.

but the sad thing to say is that i’m not too sure how exactly to tell you.

i’ll give you a new hint every passing day - up until exactly one week before the yule ball.

hint: gryffindor 4th year.

“my goodness! y/n! i can’t believe it!” hermione said, peering over the letter the girl had gotten from her owl.

“y/n! you have a secret admirer!” hermione said again, getting all excited.

“well, i have no clue who it could be.” y/n reminded.

“it could be anyone in our house and year! harry, ron, dean, neville, seamus-”

“okay okay! i get it!” the girl next to hermione laughed.

“anyone your hoping it to be?” hermione asked nudging her close friend.

“anyone but seamus.” y/n joked.

“hey! what’s wrong with me!” seamus laughed, putting a hand to his heart.

“so do you know who it is?” hermione questioned.

“oh yeah it’s!-”

“NO ONE.” dean smiled as he yelped, covering the mouth of a now flailing seamus finnigan.

“oh really?” y/n asked giving a blank stare.

“nO ONE YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT.” dean said, his smiling getting even bigger and bigger, showing he was up to something, his hand still one seamus mouth.

“uh, sure.” hermione said, turning y/n away.

just before the girls were going to bed in the gryffindor dorms the next night, an owl came fluttering through, which so happened to be yours.

a letter was plopped onto your nightstand and without a second beat, your owl flew off.

dear y/n

it’s me, once again, you looked really nice today

i’ve never seen your hair like that, all wavy and stuff. not to straight, but not to curly, you looked stunning.

do it again sometime

hint: i’m a ginger

“so? what’s the hint?” hermione asked, coming over to your bed.

“he’s a ginger. it’s ronald.”

“how do you know that though? there could be more than one ginger in our year and house!” hermione reminded.

“who else could it be then?” y/n queried.

…

“exactly what i thought.” y/n smirked in victory.

“well? are you gonna say yes?” hermione asked, getting more and more excited.

“yeah, yeah i will.”

as the days passed, the hints became more and more obvious, confirming it was infact ronald weasley.

and the fact that seamus, for the life of him can’t keep his mouth shut, even if he means no harm.

it was time for the yule ball.

it was time to meet ron.

you adjust your dress one last time, walking into the ballroom, trying to find your date.

“hi there, you look like a dream.”

you turn, to see ron, in some somewhat questionable dress robes - but still looking very handsome.

“hi, thank you.”

music started playing, and the ginger to the fore of you held out his hand.

“may i have this dance?”

“yes…yes you may.”

the two of you waltzed to the center of the flooring, he bowed, leaving a kiss to your knuckles.

he put his hand on your waist, as you did his shoulder, and you two began to dance along to the music.

“i love you, y’know that?”

“i think i figured out that much, captain obvious, i love you too.”

if there’s anything offensive and/or inaccurate feel free to let me know!~

reblogs and likes are appreciated!! <3

hermy,

signing off <3

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