Hermione and Veronica ‘Ronnie’ Weasley
Summary: A Romione WLW AU, with Hermione and her best friend Veronica 'Ronnie' Weasley, the sweet redheaded girl who... well, who Hermione finds herself very confused about.
This fic was inspired by a similar AU scenario fic by @hillnerd. As with everything Hilly does, her fic is amazing, but hopefully my fic doesn’t look too bad by comparison.
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Hermione Granger had a problem.
Well, not so much a problem. More of a…. confusion. Something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
And it had to do with her best friend. Veronica “Ronnie” Weasley.
Ronnie was funny, sweet, kind, and athletic. Over six foot tall, with a mane of long red hair and a mass of freckles, she immediately caught the eye. The boys couldn’t help but notice her, and many of the girls either admired her or felt jealousy towards her. Hermione had lost count of the time she’d seen Dean and Seamus staring at Ronnie from across the common room. On a few occasions, she’d even seen Neville blush after Ronnie had smiled at him.
Not that Ronnie noticed any of this. The redhead had always felt lacking, either to her older brothers or to her younger sister Ginny. Ronnie was, like all her siblings, good at schoolwork, but she had never felt like she could stand out. She had confided to Hermione that, even if she had done well, no-one would ever think much of it, since her brothers had all done it before.
And then there was Ginny. Ronnie’s little sister was about almost a foot shorter, and with more of a nervous energy than that of her older siblings. Hermione had often wondered whether the Weasleys all had a set amount of passion, and that those of a shorter persuasion tended to be more on-edge than their lankier siblings. Granted, this theory didn’t necessarily explain why the short Charlie was so relaxed, while the taller Percy was the exact opposite. Maybe the Weasleys all just reacted differently to their circumstances.
Ronnie was not an intense person. In fact, Hermione found her almost supernaturally relaxed and affable. More prone to telling a chuckle-inducing joke as opposed to an over-the-top prank that was the preferred tactic of Fred and George.
Hermione preferred Ronnie’s way of doing things. Hermione liked a lot about Ronnie. Even if Ronnie personally thought her own matey-ness with people made her unattractive, Hermione couldn’t imagine why such friendliness and kindness could be considered unappealing.
To boys, of course. Yes, just to the boys.
Hermione had the distinct impression that Ronnie felt lacking compared to her little sister. Maybe it was Ronnie’s lack of interest in “girly” things, or her seeming-inability to act with “decorum” (as Hermione’s parents would have put it). It was common for Ronnie to wear a pair of hand-me-down school trousers instead of skirts because, as she herself put it, she hated having to worry about whether people could see up her legs.
Hermione always found herself flustered whenever Ronnie joked about this. Ronnie did have very long legs after all.
She had been friends with Ronnie for years, ever since the Halloween of first year. They hadn’t exactly gotten along before then but, since the incident with the troll, they had become firm friends. It was nice being friends with someone else in the girls dormitory; Lavender and Parvati had never really clicked with Hermione. Ronnie was the first female friend Hermione had ever had.
And then third year had happened.
The two of them had fallen out over their pets. Crookshanks and Scabbers had never gotten along and, at one point, it had looked like Crookshanks had eaten Ronnie’s rat. It had been really lonely not speaking to Ronnie for all that time.
But they had become friends again, and things had settled back to how they had been before.
Well, not exactly.
Ronnie had always been a good friend, but Hermione hadn’t understood why she had missed Ronnie so much when they weren’t speaking. She certainly hadn’t missed Harry in the same way, which was even weirder considering that Harry was a boy.
Hermione had missed Ronnie’s smile, her laugh, her beautiful red hair, the way she would throw an arm around Hermione’s shoulders as they walked to class, the way she would bound up to her and hug Hermione tightly, and the way she would stretch out in the common room so that Hermione couldn’t help but notice her-
Yes, she had certainly missed her friend Ronnie. The same friend who made butterflies appear in Hermione’s stomach whenever Ronnie smiled at her. The same friend who began to inhabit Hermione’s dreams in ways she was becoming very confused about.
Hermione had hoped that… whatever this was would disappear over the summer holidays, and she could just enjoy her friendship with Ronnie with no extra complications.
No such luck. Fourth year had just made everything even more confusing. Harry and Ronnie hadn’t spoken for a while after Harry’s name had appeared in the goblet of fire. Hermione had desperately tried to patch things up between them but, in the end, they had worked it out themselves after the first task.
It was good for them to be a trio again. Although Hermione, Ronnie and Harry had always been a bit unusual. Parvati and Lavender had always been giggling over it, asking both Hermione and Ronnie about which of them Harry was dating. Hermione had always rolled her eyes at this. To her, Harry had always been like a younger brother. Like all younger brothers, he was always getting into mischief and being annoying, but he was her brother nonetheless.
Ronnie had always laughed her head off whenever this question was proposed by Lavender and Parvati. Harry was “her best mate”. End of. Nothing more to say.
But… well, as the Yule Ball approached, suddenly Ronnie stopped laughed and started blushing, avoiding Hermione’s eyes.
‘It’s none of your business,’ she had mumbled, her ears flashing their tell-tale pink.
Hermione had felt her heart slowly sink, although she tried to avoid thinking about why.
Sure enough, the day before the Yule Ball, Hermione had asked Harry about who he was taking, and the boy who lived had blushed scarlet.
‘Er… I asked Ronnie.’
Hermione dropped the book she was holding. The two of them were in the library.
‘What? You mean… you…’
‘I-I don’t know, okay!’ Harry stammered. ‘It’s just… I needed a date for the Ball and Ronnie’s my best mate, so it made sense.’
‘Oh.’
‘Yeah.’
At that moment, someone tapped Hermione on the shoulder. It was Viktor Krum, the Durmstrang champion.
‘Excuse me, may I have a vord?’
Harry looked at the Bulgarian suspiciously.
‘Yes, it’s fine,’ Hermione said, leading Krum away into the next aisle of bookshelves. ‘Which section are you looking for?’
‘No… I… er…’
*
‘Krum?!’
Ronnie’s face looked horrified. It was several hours later, in their dormitory.
‘Well, it wasn’t as if I was going with anyone, so why not?’
‘He’s eighteen, Hermione!’ Ronnie said, urgently. ‘He’s way too old for you!’
‘He’s not dating me, Ronnie,’ Hermione replied. ‘He’ll be more like a chaperone than anything else. Besides, it’s just one ball. It’s not like he’s asking to marry me.’
‘I should think not!’ Ronnie’s face was strangely angry. ‘You’re too good for him.’
Hermione felt her cheeks blush.
‘Thanks,’ she said. ‘Er, congratulations about you and Harry, by the way.’
‘You… you know about that?’ Ronnie asked.
Hermione nodded, wondering why the mood suddenly felt so tense.
‘Yes, he told me earlier. It was nice of you to go with him.’
‘You think so?’
‘Yes. I think you’ll have a great time.’
Hermione hoped that her voice didn’t sound as falsely-cheery as she suspected.
*
The Yule Ball was something of an event. It was interesting hearing from Viktor Krum about what Bulgaria was like, but she found herself distracted. Possibly due to the fact that Ronnie and Harry were sat only a few chairs down the table, and kept giggling over stuff. Ronnie was wearing a very lacy dress that Mrs Weasley had only managed to get third-hand; since Ronnie was so tall compared to most girls, her clothes had always been a bit… well, difficult to acquire on a budget. The dress was a few inches shorter than her normal summer shorts were, and Hermione had got the distinct impression that Harry was trying not to stare too much when they had walked through the crowd with the other champions and their partners.
Hermione probably would have enjoyed the dancing too, except that she kept looking round to see what Ronnie and Harry were up to. Ronnie’s hair was long and had a sweet flowery scent that seemed to follow it around the room. Her smile was wide as she danced with Harry, and the way she kept laughing made it difficult for Hermione to concentrate on her own dancing. Why was she so distracted?
‘Vould you like a drink?’ Viktor Krum asked, after a very fast song had finished.
Hermione nodded, and he left for the buffet table.
At that moment, Hermione noticed that Harry and Ronnie were walking towards the balcony area.
Deciding to catch up with them, Hermione darted between several other couple, and poked her head out through the curtains.
Her stomach turned to lead.
Harry was kissing Ronnie on the mouth, and Ronnie was kissing him back.
Stumbling backwards through the curtain, Hermione pushed through the crowd and began to make for the exit. However, she bumped into Ginny and Neville.
‘I’m… feeling a bit unwell,’ she mumbled. ‘Could you tell Viktor Krum that I’ve had to leave?’
Ginny and Neville nodded, but looked concerned and a little confused.
Hermione didn’t stop hurrying until she had arrived back in her dormitory. She washed her make-up off, changed into her pyjamas, and climbed into her four-poster bed.
She had started crying before her head even hit the pillow.
*
‘So… yeah.’
‘Bit weird, but… well, that’s it.’
It was the next day. Harry and Ronnie were talking to Ginny about what had happened. Hermione was eating her breakfast without looking at any of them.
‘So… are you two dating?’ Ginny asked.
Ronnie laughed nervously.
‘No; but… well, we’re gonna see how things change. If it’s not our cup of tea, we can stay friends instead.’
‘Yeah,’ Harry said, cheerfully. ‘Take a bit more than kissing for us to stop being best mates.’
‘Yeah, but…’ Ginny said, her eyes darting to Hermione and then back to Ronnie. ‘Are you sure?’
‘Er, yeah,’ Ronnie said. ‘H-Hermione, what do you think?’
Hermione blinked hurriedly.
‘Oh, I’m sure you two will be very happy,’ she said, a little too cheerfully. ‘I hope you don’t me being a third wheel, then. Anyway, we need to get to first period now.’
Harry nodded, and stood up.
Ronnie remained sitting, looking at Hermione with a slightly confused expression on her freckled face.
Ginny gave a sigh, and went back to her breakfast.
*
The next few weeks were not fun for Hermione. Ronnie and Harry had always been a duo and, now that they were sort-of together, Hermione had never felt more like a third wheel. Even though both of them were clearly trying their best not to exclude her, she couldn’t help but feel miserable.
And that wasn’t even getting into the way her heart would thump painfully whenever she caught Ronnie looking at Harry.
It was ridiculous. Hermione couldn’t be jealous! What was there to be jealous of? Harry was like a brother to her, so it clearly wasn’t that.
No, it was something else.
It was Ronnie.
Hermione was in love with Ronnie.
She tried to not think about this. Which normally would have been difficult. But luckily, they were both helping Harry about the second task, which took up a lot of time and mental headspace. And their coursework was so time-consuming that Hermione barely had time to think about her feelings for Ronnie.
Could girls even fall for each other? Hermione had read about that sort of thing happening, but she never would have imagined that it would happen to her.
The day before the second task, she (along with Ronnie) were helping Harry with his preparations for the second Triwizard task, when the Weasley twins arrived.
‘Ronnie, you and Hermione have got a message from Professor McGonagall.’
‘What?’ Hermione asked, confused. ‘She can’t seriously ban us from helping Harry, can she?’
‘No, she just wants you and Ronnie to go to Dumbledore’s office.’
Hermione exchanged confused glances with Ronnie.
When they arrived at Dumbledore’s office, they were not the only confused people there. Cho Chang was also there, plus a young girl speaking in fluent French who was presumably Fleur Delacour’s little sister.
Dumbledore explained about what the second Triwizard task was, and how it would include all of them. Each of the champions would have a hostage, who would be in an enchanted sleep at the bottom of the great lake. The hostages would be perfectly safe underwater, and would return to normal once they were brought back to the surface of the lake.
‘Professor,’ Hermione asked, raising her hand. ‘I don’t understand; why has Harry got both me and Ronnie as his hostages? And where is the hostage for Viktor Krum?’
Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow.
‘Miss Granger, you are Mister Krum’s hostage, not Mr Potter’s.’
Hermione’s eyes widened in confusion. Viktor Krum? She was his “the person he would miss most”? Why? She’d been to the ball with him, but that was it. She hadn’t really spoken to him much since, aside from apologising for leaving the Yule Ball early. Why was she his hostage? Surely, he had friends from Durmstrang that would be a better pick?
Hang, on. Ronnie was Harry’s hostage. The person Harry would miss most.
So, that meant Ronnie was…
Hermione felt her heart sink. She couldn’t even look Ronnie in the eye, but she felt the redhead tense next to her.
Maybe Harry and Ronnie will become a full couple after he rescues her in the task, Hermione thought, miserably, as she slipped into unconsciousness from the sleeping spell Dumbledore had casted, I guess there never was any hope for me…
The next thing Hermione knew, she was treading water in the middle of the great lake. Viktor Krum was pulling her towards the shoreline. Her uniform felt heavy and sodden.
‘Where’s… where’s Harry and Ronnie?’ she asked, as Madam Pomfrey bustled them over to a tent nearby. ‘Haven’t… haven’t they come back yet?’
Madam Pomfrey patted her hand in sympathy, and tutted under her breath, as if she’d quite like a word with the person who came up with the idea for the second task.
A portion of pepper-up potion later, plus some warming spells, and Hermione was stood on the shoreline with Cho Chang and a very worried-looking Fleur Delacour. The French girl’s hostage was still down in the lake. Cho had put an arm around her.
‘They’ll be fine,’ the Ravenclaw was saying. ‘The judges won’t let any harm come to- oh, hello, Hermione.’
‘Hello. Have… have Harry and Ronnie got back yet?’
Cho shook her head.
There was a shout from the crowd, and Hermione looked round. Three people had just surfaced in the middle of the lake. Hermione could see a mane of very familiar red hair. Dashing past Viktor Krum (who seemed intent on chatting to her about something), Hermione wade into the shallows of the water. Fleur Delacour and Percy Weasley joined her.
‘I’m fine, Harry,’ Ronnie was saying, as Harry helped her towards the shore. The two of them were stood awkwardly in the shallows. Percy had stopped fussing over Ronnie, and had gone to find them some warm blankets, followed by the Delacour sisters.
Harry leaned forward and kissed Ronnie on the lips.
Hermione felt her heart sink and, turning away, she walked out of the lake, ignoring Viktor Krum’s renewed attempts at conversation, and left for the castle. People looked at her in confusion as she pushed past. She was glad that she had been given the pepper-up potion, as the February wind whipped through her.
Before she knew it, she was lying in her four-poster bed, crying her eyes out. She had somehow managed to close the curtains around her before she broke down completely. When was she ever going to get over this? She had no “claim” on Ronnie; after all, Ronnie liked boys, Ronnie liked Harry. And, next to Harry, why would Ronnie possibly look at Hermione? A bookworm. A girl. Just the best friend.
‘H-Hermione?’
Ronnie. Oh, god, Hermione thought, she can’t see me like this…
‘G-go away, Ronnie.’
‘What, and leave you miserable? Not on your life.’
‘I’m-I’m fine, Ronnie. J-just a bit exhausted from the task.’
‘Did… did Krum do something to you?’
‘No!’ Hermione exclaimed, pulling back the curtains of her four-poster. ‘Of course not! He’s barely even held my hand! What… how could you…’
‘W-well,’ Ronnie said, her ears turning pink. ‘You were “the person he would miss the most”, after all.’
Hermione stared at her for a second.
‘I don’t see Viktor Krum like that,’ she said, earnestly. ‘He’s… well… like a chaperone.’
‘He fancies you.’
‘You mean like Harry fancies you?’
Ronnie looked as if Hermione had slapped her.
‘You… you saw him kissing me, then?’
Hermione nodded.
‘Is that why you’re crying?’
Hermione mentally cursed. Her cheeks were still wet with tears.
‘I’m… I’m very happy for you both.’
‘Don’t insult my intelligence, Hermione,’ Ronnie said, hotly. ‘You’re clearly upset about it. What, you fancy Harry or something?’
‘What? No!’ Hermione said. ‘Harry’s like a brother to me! Why would you-’
‘Well, what’s your problem, then?!’ Ronnie exclaimed, coming to stand barely a few inches away from her.
‘Don’t be… it’s… well…I-’
‘Hermione, what is it?’
‘It’s not Harry that I fancy, Ronnie; it’s you!’
There was a deafening silence.
‘I… I shouldn’t have said that,’ Hermione mumbled. ‘Sorry, forget I-’
‘No, what do you mean?’ Ronnie asked. ‘Do… do you mean that?’
‘Y-yes,’ Hermione whispered. ‘I’m sorry. I know you don’t see me like that. I’ve ruined our friendship-’
Hermione stopped talking. Because Ronnie had suddenly leaned forward and was kissing her on the mouth. Hermione’s brain seemed to disengage. Ronnie’s lips were soft and delicate as they pressed against Hermione’s. The redhead’s body heat felt like a warm fire against her, despite how little they were touching.
A few seconds later, although it could have lasted for hours for all that Hermione knew, Ronnie pulled away slightly.
‘Do… do you really mean that?’ Ronnie whispered, her hands tender as they interlaced with Hermione’s. ‘You… you really fancy me?’
Hermione nodded, feeling very confused.
‘Yes. Ever since… actually, I don’t know when. But… why…’
‘I… I fancy you, Hermione,’ Ronnie said, softly. ‘I… I thought you didn’t feel the same way.’
‘You fancy me?’
‘Er, did I not just kiss you? Would have thought it’d be a giveaway…’
Hermione giggled.
‘Okay, I believe you. But how-’
The door opened. Harry poked his head through.
‘Everything okay?’
‘Yeah,’ Ronnie said, cheerfully as she held Hermione’s hand. ‘She’s okay. And so am I.’
‘Cool. And… did you both…’
Ronnie nodded.
‘Fantastic!’ Harry said, grinning. ‘I’m so happy for you two!’
‘W-wait, what?’ Hermione exclaimed, utterly at sea. ‘Harry, did… did you know?’
‘I guessed. Besides, me and Ronnie work better as friends anyway.’
‘You… you two aren’t a couple?’ Hermione gasped, looking between them both. ‘I thought… after you kissed at the lake-’
‘You are one daft maid,’ Ronnie chuckled, pecking her on the cheek. ‘But that makes two of us, eh?’
Hermione smiled, as she held Ronnie’s hand. Maybe, on occasion, the best friend did get the girl. Even if they were also a girl, too.
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Thanks for reading, everyone! Hope you enjoyed it!
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rating harry potter ships :)
romione
8/10
-2 for the movies. i literally hate them in the movies. but other than that, they’re adorable <3
hinny
6/10
-2 for the movies portrayal
-1 because i ship them both with myself
-1 for their marriage & kids. i think they were strong and cute during their years at hogwarts, but i don’t think they should’ve gotten married.
bluna (blaise & luna)
0/10
-3 for wtf
-2 because they never interacted. literally at all
-2 because luna is a lesbian
-3 for blaise being a blood supremicist (or at least for hanging out with them)
drarry
2/10
-2 because it would probably never work out
-1 because i love drastoria
-1 for the toxicity
-1 for harry obviously having issues with slytherins and hating them for no reason (see all harry potter books and cursed child for proof)
-1 for draco being a blood supremacist and harry being a half-blood
-2 for draco literally being a death eater which are the followers of voldemort who isnthe reason harry’s life sucks
dramione
1/10
see everything above and replace “drastoria” with “romione” (-8)
-2 for the slurs draco called her
+1 for the fanfics / fanart
pavender (parvati & lavender)
10/10
this is the perfect ship. would be canon if anyone else wrote the books.
linny
9/10
-1 because i like the idea of aromantic luna
harmione
7/10
-3 because they had no chemistry in the books
-1 for romione
-1 because i don’t think they’d actually work out
+2 for the dancing scene in deathly hallows part 1 movie
remadora
1/10
-5 for wolfstar
-2 because tonks was a lesbian
-1 because this ship only exists because jkr is homophobic and accidentally wrote two gay characters
-1 for remus calling tonks “dora” even thought tonks said multiple times that they don’t like that name
-1 for ruining tonks’ character as soon as they married remus
+1 for teddy lupin
wolfstar
3000+++/10
+700 for buying harry a christmas present together
+800 for the fanfics
+300 for the fanart
+1000 for all the young dudes
+200 for being my entire personality
okay there’s way more but i don’t feel like taking 3 hours to write this post
deamus
10/10
another perfect ship. also would’ve been canon if jkr wasn’t a pussy
blon (blaise & ron)
0/10
-1 for the fandom’s obsession with shipping people who absolutely do not like each other
-2 because it’s a knock-off drarry
-1 because they’re both purebloods which means they’re somehow distantly related
-2 because it would never ever work
-1 for not having any fanfics and barely any fanart for me to even look at if i wanted to
-3 for romione
pansmione
3/10
-2 for being another knock-off drarry
-3 for pansy being a blood supremicist and hermiome being a muggleborn
-1 for romione
-2 because it would never work
-2 for having barely any fanfics
+2 for the adorable fanart
+1 for the wlw representation
jily
9/10
-1 because they died
jegulus
7/10
-2 for regulus being a death eater
-1 for jily
snily
-17/10
-2 because lily didn’t fucking like him
-3 for snape calling lily a slur when she was trying to help him
-3 because snape is greasy and creepy
-4 for the obsession from snape’s side
-5 because snape deserved to die alone
dorlene
10/10
-1 because i ship yazlene in all the young dudes
+1 because there’s no way i could rate it any lower than 10
nuna
7/10
-1 for linny
-1 because, again, i like the idea of aromantic luna
-1 for luna + rolf because they actually are cute
should i do more?
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It's pride month so I wanted to share some of my favourite LGBTQ+ Romione fics!
LGBTQ+ Romione Fic Recs:
Trans -
the old men call me by my mother's name by theviolonist
He learned his lesson a long time ago. Boys are boys, girls are girls. And Ron, Ron makes a good boy. He's tall, sturdy, manly, not like some of those long-haired Slytherins he sometimes mistakes for girls when they slink in the dark corridors with their robes floating behind them. He plays Quidditch. He loves Hermione, with a little too much intensity and adoration for a boy his age, but that's what constant brushes with death do to you. He shaves; he doesn't jerk off, granted, but apart from that, he's pretty much the poster boy for healthy, honest masculinity.
So why is it, then - why is it he can't believe it, not for one second?
New Steps by flakeblood
Hermione learns about gender and that it's not set by what others think.
MLM -
A mass of fools and knaves by @displayheartcode
Being the only boys in their makeshift trio, it was natural that Ron and Hector were drawn to each other.
Truth or Dare by @rosequartzstarswrites
It’s the last night of sleepaway camp, and the boys of Cabin 4 are all playing truth or dare. But when Ron declines to kiss his friend Hermes as a dare, he finds he can’t get the thought out of his mind until he actually does it.
While Rome Burns by @displayheartcode
Five moments during the hunt for the Horcruxes that changed their relationship.
duck, duck, goose by @displayheartcode
When in doubt, release the goose.
Hermes and Ron by @hillnerd
Romione but m/m :)
WLW / Sapphic -
A Crown of Violets by Katsala
“If you forget me, think
of our gifts to Aphrodite
and all the loveliness that we shared
all the violet tiaras,
braided rosebuds, dill and
crocus twined around your young neck“
-Sappho, I Have Not Heard One Word From Her
At Sixes and Sevens by @displayheartcode
There’s still chaos in a universe where everything is the same, except Molly and Arthur have six girls and a boy.
the potential of you and me by @displayheartcode
There were several times people treated them as girlfriends.
A Million Reasons to Kiss You by @hillnerd
Romione but Ron is a girl but Hermione is still a girl
Hermione and Veronica 'Ronnie' Weasley by @headcanonsandmore
Hermione and her best friend Veronica 'Ronnie' Weasley, the sweet redheaded girl who... well, who Hermione finds herself very confused about.
Asexual -
all of the colors by @coffeestorm
"We haven't had, erm," Hermione tells Ginny, clearing her throat, "We haven't done that. Yet."
It's not just the thought of "that" that makes Hermione’s stomach turn.
It's "yet."
Polyamory -
Four by @accio-broom
Hermione is pregnant. She’s not worried about telling Ron, but how will she break the news to Harry
Table for Three by FoxofSpades
Ron and Hermione and a first date that feels entirely...wrong.
for as long as you need us by @ballerinaroy
“It’s always been the three of us, Harry,” Hermione assured him, her arms wrapped tightly around his middle as he sobbed into her shoulder.
“We’ve dealt with enough strange things mate,” Ron whispered in his ear, his chest pressed against Harry’s back and his arms holding him tight. “Let this be a good thing.”
With the wizarding world thrown into grief by the end of the war, Harry turns to his best friends to help him survive the terrible losses.
All I Need (is you and you) by @atlantablack
Lavender keeps asking nosy questions and rumors have reached Harry's ears.
Don’t you ever want to make other friends? Don’t you ever get tired of them?
How can you grow tired of people who are your everything?
Lovers on the public benches by @vivithefolle
He's about to get the scoop of his life, the greatest career-booster there is, the two heroes of the world right under his nose. Now if only they would start snogging...
If you read and enjoy please consider letting the author know by kudos and comments!
Bonus:
This WLW romione fanart by @rabisacos
This fanart based on Lovers on the public benches by @kingronbw
And this golden trio ot3 fanart by @trashcanprince
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