Always

Charlie and Ron came in moments after the twins did. We all spent a few moments catching up before Charlie and Ron went back to their quidditch game. The twins decided to join them, leaving Bill and I alone again. I stifled a yawn.

“It was a long night last night, I think I am going to go take a nap”, I said, before departing to go to mine and Ron’s upstairs. Will gave me a quick hug and left to go watch the quidditch game as I headed upstairs. I opened our door and stood back in shock. What used to be two twin beds was now one big bed. I stifled a laugh and went to climb into bed. I awoke later at some point to the feeling of Ron kissing my neck and rubbing my ass with his palm. I rolled over to look at him

“What are you doing handsome?” I asked him, sleepily.

“I was enjoying the view of my girlfriend's ass”, he said, bending down to kiss my lips. I laughed into his mouth. I sat up on my elbows to look at him.

“And what do you think of our new bed?”, I asked, smiling.

“It’s fantastic. Did you magic this?” he asked.

“Nope”, I said, popping my P. I came to nap, and it was like this. “Now, I do believe you were kissing my neck”, I said, craning my neck to expose it to him.

“Hmm… that I was”, he kissed my neck briefly. “But I feel I should tell you, all my brothers checked out your ass about ten minutes ago”, he looked away from me.

“WHAT?!”, I shouted.

“Well… you see…” Ron began.

Ron came upstairs looking for me, he opened the door and paused in the entryway to just stare at me.

“What are you looking at little brother?”, Charlie asked, peeking in the door behind Ron. “Ahh. I see. Katie really truly is a catch… and her assets are nice too”, he said nudging Ron in the side.

“Oh. Shut up you perv”, Ron said firmly. A few seconds later George and Fred came barreling up the stairs.

“Oy. What are we just standing in the hallway?”, George asked.

“What is going in Ronnie’s room?”, Fred added. Both twins peeked around their brothers. “Oy. Nice score mate!”, Fred said, reaching his hand up to high five his younger brother.

“Oy, you gits, move along out of the way. What are you all even looking at?”, Bill asked.

“Katie’s assets”, George said simply.

“Nope, I’m out”, Bill said, turning on his heel and walking downstairs. Ron pushed his other brothers out of the way before closing the door behind him.

Ron finished telling his story and flinched away from me.

“So, basically what you are telling me is three out of the four Weasleys I consider to be my brothers checked out my ass and basically told you, great catch?” I asked, angrily.

“Err… yes…”, Ron said tentatively. “I kicked them out!”, he added quickly.

“Well by all means, let’s go see them so I can get the embarrassing part of my day over with”, I huffed and got out of bed. “I’m not mad at you”, I added quickly, and leaned back down to kiss his cheek, before heading down the stairs. As soon as I walked into the living room, Fred, George, and Charlie all smirked at me, while Bill pointedly looked away.

“Get it over with. Make your remarks so we can move about our days”, I said grumpily.

“What remarks?”, Fred asked, with fake shock.

“We can’t congratulate our little brother on his amazing girlfriend?”, Charlie added, with that same fake shock.

“Not to mention the fact that his girlfriend has a nice as…”, George went to add before Molly cut him off.

“George! Don’t you dare finish that sentence!”, she scolded.

“Thank you, Mum!”, I said, turning away to the kitchen to get a drink. Shortly after, Ginny, and Harry had joined our group. Mum’s house was definitely full this weekend. There was Molly and Arthur of course, it being their house. Bill and Charlie were here. Bill said that his said Fleur couldn’t make it as she had an early morning breakfast with her mum and sister. Fred and George were here, Ginny and Harry, Ron, and me of course. We were all outside sitting in the grass in a giant bubble of warmth to watch the new fireworks that Fred and George brought to test out. Ron’s other brother Percy would not be joining us.

There are some people who believe that muggleborns and muggles are beneath those with magic. This is stupid for a few reasons, but the biggest being that the same idiots who believe that also use products made by people without magic. Stupid. Just stupid. Percy, worked at the ministry, and his boss, believed in this crap. Percy decided that to get further in his job, he would side with his boss, instead of with his family. This causes a huge rift between him and the rest of the family, including Harry and myself. He refuses to talk to his family, and even sends back Molly’s gifts and letters, which breaks her heart. The rest of us wanted to have a nice little chat with him, but we didn’t want to upset Molly even more, so all just showed her a little extra love.

I made my way to Ginny and pulled her down to my lap. Her head was on my thighs, and I was running my fingers through her long red hair.

“Thank you for all of this”, I smiled down at her.

“Of course! Anything for my sister”. She returned my smile and continued to watch the display of lights above us. I was an only child and saw less and less of my family. The Weasleys were my family now, and it was at times like this when I appreciated them the most. Ron made his way over as I finished charming little white flowers in Ginny’s hair.

“Mind if I steal my girlfriend, Gin?”, he asked.

“Fine. But you better share her with the rest of us tomorrow. We love her too, you know”, Ginny said before walking over to Harry, resting her head on his shoulder. His hand moved to her waist lovingly.

“Gross”, Ron muttered.

“Oh, stop it! They are sweet and they try to respect you know? They could be making out in front of you, but they don’t”, I chided him. “Besides, after your brother's display earlier, I think she gets a pass”, I added. I knew it was just a brotherly thing to want to protect your sister, but Ginny definitely did not need protecting. If anything, Harry needed the protection. Ginny could be very fierce when needed.

Ron and I walked over to the oak tree further out in the yard. Ron cast his own warming charm around us and slid down to the base of the trunk, pulling me into his lap.

“Feeling any better?”, he asked, kissing my temple.

“Yeah, a bit. I talked to Bill earlier and that helped. I just wish I knew how to control this fear so that it would stop haunting my dreams”, I made a face. Ron was rubbing small circles into my back and my thigh. My hand was around his neck, playing with the bottom of his hair. We sat in comfortable silence as the fireworks ended. I let out a big yawn once they were done.

“Come on sleepy head, let’s get you to bed”, Ron chuckled. He picked me up and headed towards the house. My legs were draped over his arms and my hands around his neck. He placed me down just outside the bedroom door. Ron walked in and went to his dresser to change into some pajama pants and a shirt and handed me an oversized t-shirt. I changed and climbed into bed under the covers and moved so that I was on my side facing him. He rested one hand on my hip, while I had mine tracing the veins up and down his arm. He hummed in response to my touch.

“Kat, you mentioned a fear earlier. What were you talking about?”, he asked quietly.

“Ronald?”, I asked, he hummed in response. “Are you ever afraid? Of… losing me?”, I closed my eyes, so that I didn’t have to see the expression on his face.

“All the time”, he said quietly. I finally opened my eyes to look at him.

“I feel like I can’t breathe when I think about it. What if you decide one day, I’m not it for you? What if one day, lords forbid, something bad happens… What am I supposed to do without our friendship? Without you? I… I can’t…”, he wiped away the tear that was now making its way down my cheek.

“Kat, I promise you, I’m not going anywhere”, he tried to comfort me.

“You say that, but like what if Ron? What if? I’ve known you my whole life! And the more I think about it, the more I feel like I’m suffocating”. I had my hand to my chest that was rapidly rising and falling. My breathing was becoming ragged. I started to shake my fingers and rub my face. A telltale sign that I was having a panic attack. He pulled me to a sitting position and moved my hair away from my face.

“Kat, listen to me. I need you to breathe, okay? Big breath now”, he was trying to do it with me. Big breath, hold, release, and again. But it wasn’t working. Giving up, he grabbed me up in his arms and headed to the bathroom. He turned the shower on to hot. He knew I liked it hot. He pulled me back into his arms and stepped into the shower. He made me sit between his legs, while the hot water rained down on us. Showers always grounded me.

My breathing and my heart rate slowed down and returned to normal. I turned so my back was to the water, my legs wrapped around him, and I buried my face into his neck.

“You’re wet now”, I mumbled to him. He laughed at me.

“So are you, and I don’t care. Do you feel better now?”, he asked, kissing the top of my head.

“Mmm, for now. Do you want to go back to bed?”, I asked him.

“Only if you are ready”, he said. I had a feeling he would sit there all night in the water if it were what I wanted. I nodded so he pulled me up and handed me a towel. I put the towel back and raised my hands over us, casting a drying charm so that we were dry instantly. I smiled proud of myself.

“You’re bloody amazing, you know that?” he said in complete awe of me. We made our way back to our room. I got under the covers and snuggled in close, placing my head on his chest, my arm around his waist. He pulled me in closer.

“I love you Katherine”, he kissed my hair.

“I love you more Ronald”, I replied. My breathing deepened after that. Sleep taking me quickly.

“Always”, I heard his whisper before sleep took him as well.