Always

I was in the same cell as the last time. Once again, Ron was laying in the middle of the floor, covered in blood and dirt. He wasn't moving. I tried to reach for him but I couldn't move as I was chained to the wall. The creature walked in and leaned over Ron when I woke up.

"Katie, wake up... shh... it's me Ron. Wake up Darling." He was rubbing my face and my hair. I woke up with a gasp, tears streaming down my face.

"Ron?" I asked. "RON!", I sobbed, grasping onto his shirt. His tears soaking through. I held on tighter as my sobs shook my body.

"Was it the same dream?", he asked, concern written on his face.

"Y... yes... yes", I sobbed. He let me cry in his arms until I was done.

"Do you want me to grab anything for you?", he asked, rubbing circles on my back.

"Can you just distract me please?", I asked, burying my head into his neck, sucking on his skin gently, before moving my lips to his. He kissed me back softly.

"Hmm... distract you how?" he played dumb. I moved to nibble his ear lobe, a groan escaping his lips. He rolled so that he was hovering above me, he pinned my hands above my head. "You're irresistible Katherine", he sighed, his lips crashing to mine.

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Weeks flew by and we got into a steady routine. I would wake up early, make out with my boyfriend and then make him breakfast before we both would head to work. Lunches were spent at the shop with Ron and his brothers. Dinners were either take out, or something that I made. Evenings were spent cuddled on the couch, watching TV. Any moment alone was spent with our hands and mouths all over each other. We couldn't get enough. It was like our bodies were trying to make up for lost time.

We would switch whose room we would sleep in, though more often than not it was mine, since it was closer to the living room, and it was easier to get to in moments of passion. One weekend I came out to the kitchen after sleeping in to find Ron cooking eggs. He was wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms, and a white undershirt, his muscles drawing the shirt tight on his arms. I walked up behind him and moved my hands down his chest and lower. I kissed the back of his neck. He moved the pan off the burner and turned around to face me.

"I should take you on a date. A proper date", he announced suddenly. I looked up at his blue eyes.

"I would love that", I replied, leaning up for a kiss. I always struggled to stop kissing him. His lips were smooth, and he tasted like candy.

"Tonight then! Stay here, dress warm and comfortably," he kissed my forehead and bounded out of the room. He came back moments later fully dressed. He gave me one more kiss and walked out the door. Warm and comfortable? We must be doing something outside. I decided to take a long warm bath, using some bubbles that made me smell like strawberries and vanilla.

I used a drying spell on my hair and left it down, my long hair flowing down back. He said comfortable, so I put on a pair of jeans and a plain blue shirt that matched the color of his eyes. I threw on a sweater over it that belonged to Ron. I wore light makeup, knowing I planned on making out with him and it would come off anyway, plus Ron preferred me without it. I headed back to the living room and started reading my book while waiting for Ron. He came back in and kissed my forehead. Those kisses were one of my favorites. They made me feel special. He changed his pants and shirt.

"Ready darling?", he asked, reaching for my hand. I pulled him into a deep kiss.

"Maybe we don't need to go on a date... maybe we can just. Go. To. Bed", I kissed into his neck, kissing a new spot with each word.

"You're going to be the death of me Kat", he purred into my ear, shivers going down my spine. "Come on, ya horn dog". He pulled me out the door and then intertwined our fingers. His hands were always warm. My thumb rubbed circles on his veiny hand. On the way down the street, we heard a familiar voice around the corner.

"I'm not worried. He's not going to stay with her", it was Lavender, Ron's ex. I frowned. "I heard she's not even putting out. Probably ashamed of her fat ugly body. I wouldn't want anyone to see me naked if I looked like that", she giggled. I placed my arms around my waist protectively. I wasn't skinny, but I didn't really think I was fat either. Ron grabbed my hand and pulled me around the corner, kissing my head when Lavender and her friend's surprised faces snapped to ours. Ron placed a protective arm around me. We went the ally and apparated to his Mum's house. We didn't want Mum to know we were there, and we had to be outside of the protective spells around the property to apparate to it without alerting her. He grabbed my hand again, walked me towards the lake in the back of the property. My favorite spot.

He hung fairy lights up in my favorite tree, a blanket and a picnic basket were on the ground, along with some wine glasses.

"Oh Ron!", I said excitedly. Forgetting all about Lavender for a moment. "You did all this for me?", he sat on the blanket spread out on the ground and pulled me down with him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he placed his arms on my side. "You don't... what Lavender said..." I trailed off trying to pull away from him, but he held onto me tighter.

"Ignore her. You're perfect and she's jealous". He kissed my head. He knew I loved it when he did.

"But what about the sex part? I'm just not ready. I know that it's stupid, but I...", he cut me off.

"Kat, it's not stupid. It is important to you. I won't lie and say I don't think about it, because I do, but it's not about the sex for me. I like you darling. I'm here aren't I?", he forced me to look at him. He kissed my nose which made me giggle. I turned to the basket next to us.

"And what do we have here?" I asked, peeking inside.

"Chocolate and strawberries!", I grinned at him. I pulled a strawberry out and dipped it into the chocolate.

"Open", I demanded. He complied and opened his mouth, closing his lips around the strawberry. "You've got some sauce. Mmm. Right. Here", I said, kissing and licking the sauce off his lip. I pushed him backwards, so he was forced to lay down while I was on top of him. "Kiss me like you mean it", I purred in his ear. He instantly got hard beneath me as he let out a groan. His mouth attached to mine quickly. "Should I take care of that handsome?" I asked, smirking as I undid his pants.

Our date turned out to be more like a make out by the lake date. We returned to our apartment, which was pitch black at the moment.

"Don't you find our apartment to be creepy at night? The corners are always so dark", I said frowning. I think I became more afraid of the shadows since my nightmare.

"Not really. Just means more secret spots to kiss you at", he grinned at me.

"You're such a horn dog", I said, bumping into his shoulder, mimicking his words from earlier. He pushed me back until my back was against the wall. He pinned my arms above my head, a whimper escaping my mouth.

"Only for you darling" he growled in my ear, my knees growing weak. He kissed my lips once and pulled away from me, continuing down the hall. I had to make myself breath before catching up with him. Once I got in the room, he spun me around to his chest and kissed the sensitive spot on my neck. I groaned in response, my hand rubbing his bulge growing his pants.

"I'm going to need your mouth on my body like NOW", I demanded, pulling him towards my bed. I loved how good he made me feel. I was ready to go further, but I needed to talk to him about it first. I couldn't lose him. Pulling him on top of me, I kissed his lips slowly.

"About earlier... the sex thing... it's not that I don't want to. Because I do, trust me. It takes a lot for me to not rip your clothes off all the time. But I'm nervous. You mean the world to me and what if... what if after you decide you don't want me anymore...", I looked down, tears brimming my eyes.

"Katherine, I am not going anywhere. I am perfectly happy with how we are. I don't need sex to be here with you". He kissed me slowly and softly, putting everything we didn't say into it. He ran his hands down my sides when Lavenders words came back to me. I pulled myself away, suddenly not in the mood. I placed my arms on my sides.

"I... please don't touch my fat", I whispered, fresh tears filling my eyes. Ron just pulled me closer to him.

"Please don't listen to her, Kat. I know how you used to be, I know things like this are hard for you, but please don't let her bring you back to that place", I could feel his own tears running down his cheeks. I knew what he was referring to.

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I was sitting in the cafeteria at school, eating my dinner and reading my book. Ron and Harry were at soccer practice. The school bully Marcus and his nasty girlfriend walked by and looked at me.

"Eat anymore and your fat ass won't fit on your seat anymore", she said laughing.

"She can't help it babe, it's what fatasses do", Marcus added, walking away. I pushed my plate away from me and ran to my room. Tears streamed down my face. I threw my stuff down on the ground and stood in front of my mirror. I lifted my shirt, staring at the rolls there. I pinched at the fat there. I pinched and pinched until my skin was numb and I couldn't feel it anymore. I pinched until small finger shaped bruises appeared on my skin.

Immediately disgusted with myself I ran to the bathroom. Leaning over the toilet I stuck a finger down my throat and forced myself to throw up all of my dinner.

"Kat?" Ron asked, startling me from the doorway. "What are you..." he trailed off. I thought about lying except I knew he saw me use my finger to get sick.

"I... I'm too fat", I whispered, fresh tears streamed down my face. Ron was next to me in an instant. He held me until I couldn't cry anymore.

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Ron had to stop me from repeating that night plenty of times. Watching me go through that was really hard on him. He was always there for me no matter how hard it got. I was in recovery. It had been years since I felt the need to do anything so drastic. But it was still a daily struggle. Sometimes it was hard to eat, sometimes it was hard to keep food down, but I did it. Not only for me but for Ron.

"I won't, I promise" I said into his chest. We laid down, but still held on to each other, too afraid to let the other one go. At some point we fell asleep. I woke up sometime later, sweaty from being in his arms. I slowly shifted so that I was on my side, he moved with me and soon was nestled up to my back, arm still protectively around my waist. I fell back asleep shortly after to the sounds of his breathing on the top of my head.