𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻; Ron Weasley

A low huff leaves my lips as I stood and my tipped toes and attempted to open my locker— ignoring the little snorts and cackles from the rest of the team.

Blaise, who was aside of me yanked the locker open with no problem and sent a glare at the people who surrounded us.

"Did you ever find the ring?" Nathaniel questioned as he rubbed his wet hair aggressively with a blue towel that looked
like mine from home.

"No" I mumbled as I felt a shiver on the finger that hadn't had a ring on it for the past week making me sigh.

My eyes fell on the little mirror Blaise had in his locker, conceited son of a bitch. A frown came upon my lips as I examined my neck that had about four bruises on it from last night.
Merlin, I really have to stop with the fifth years.

"You've got a tattoo?" My brother asked, not even bothering to ask me about the marks on my neck.

My voice was filled with boredom as I replied, "A few" I'd been getting tattoos since I was fourteen but he didn't know that because I always had them covered.

Nathaniel walked away without another word back into what I guessed was the shower, some first year told him he smelled and he believed it like a dumb ass.

"So you and Cook?" I asked Blaise without thinking, if honest I'd been thinking about it for so long that it just slipped.

He looked down at me with his eyebrows furrowed before shrugging. "She's kind of getting boring, thinking about dropping her"
His tone calm as those words slipped from his mouth.

"Finally going to take an interest in a certain little Ravenclaw" the corner of my lips curled up as I folded my arms over my chest.

A humorless chuckle left his now smiling mouth as he rolled his eyes and tried to act
as if he didn't know who I was talking about.

"You know, you never even explained how you and V even happened" I said under my breath as I took the towel off of my damp curly hair.

"Her and Daphne came over during the summer, and I mean I'd smoke to much Muggle herb and it kind of just... happened"

A voice that sounded slightly irritated came from behind me making me turn around.
"So your saying you needed to have Muggle herb to fuck her? I mean Blaise I wouldn't give it up, your in a position a lot of boys would kill for" Nathaniel said as he flexed the hand that he was placing his golden rings on.

Blaise sucked his teeth and didn't bother giving my brother a reply making me softly snort.
It was so obvious that Nathaniel liked Ivy, it's killing me just to watch him try and hide it.

"I can't find my jumper" I complained lowly as I stood on my tipped toes and searched for the yellow and white jumper.

I ignored the sound of the door opening and people walking in laughing about something that I didn't even care about at the moment.

"What the fuck are they doing here" Blaise said underneath his breath as he slipped on a plain white shirt.

I glanced over my shoulder and seen Harry and Ron standing at the entrance of the locker rooms. Their faces filled with bewilder as they looked around, probably surprised that were still in here when practice ended a hour ago.

Me, who didn't care about either one of them turned around and continued the searching for my jumper.

"You can use mine, just give it back" Blaise suggested as he pulled out his Slytherin jumper that was folded extremely neat. As I reached to grab it he pulled it back. "I mean it"

I snatched the jumper out of his hands and scowled at him. "I am going to give you back your stupid jumper, don't stress me about it or I won't"I hissed.

Just as I turned around to see what was going on, I was met by Ron who was already looking at me. Well, rather my body than me, pacifically my breast. Unknowingly, my eyebrows raised as his blue eyes traveled further down my half-clothed body. I seen him mouth something under his breath as his gaze flickered back up to my chest.

quickly, I slipped on the green and white jumper that look entirely to big on me.
I looked like a fucking fool with this on, bloody hell.

My hands reached inside of the shirt and pulled out my pendant smiling proudly as the silver jewelry gleamed.

"You look fucking ridiculous, Moons" Harper joked as him and Vaisey walked past me,
Both of the obnoxious boys laughing as they walked out of the locker rooms, purposely bumping into the two awkwardly standing Gryffindors.

I growled and pulled the jumper back onto
my shoulder, not caring about there stupid opinions because no matter how stupid I looked they still wanted to fuck me.

My hands pulled up my black leggings that I honestly had to replace, I'd had them since third year when I first joined the team. Not that I'd gotten any taller since then, just my thighs had gotten slightly bigger.

I looked at myself in the mirror again and gave myself a slightly satisfied smirk, I didn't look to bad to just be leaving Qudditch practice.

"Do you thinks she'll like me back? Like not look at me as some type of bad guy" Blaise randomly questioned as we walked towards
the exit.

I shrugged, "I mean, she has no reason to look at you like a bad guy, your sweet when you want to be"I mumbled that last part.

"I'm thinking about asking her to go to that party with me, you know the one this weekend" I could tell he was saying that more to himself than me by how low it came out of his mouth.

"Reb— Moons!"

The calling of my name made me look over my shoulder and removed my hand from the door knob.

"Yes" I responded softly as I looked at Ron
with my eyebrow raised. A little part of me wondering what he wanted the other part not wanting to start an argument so that I could go to my dorm and hide under my covers as I read my book.

He scratched his head for a quick moment, I could tell that he shocked that he'd actually called me. But that shock left his face as he reached into his bag and pulled out something that was wrapped in a red napkin and handed it to me. "You dropped this a whil—"

A loud shriek left my mouth as I pulled out my moonstone ring and shoved the napkin in my pocket, I could just hug him right now, but I obviously wasn't.

"Your a fucking life saver, Ron" I said lowly as I put the ring onto my middle finger.

He looked down at me and rubbed the back of his neck, why the fuck is he so tall? He nodded before awkwardly walking off.

If honest, I was far to happy to remember thanking him. I ran out of the locker room
with a stupid expression on my face.

Wait, he'd had it all this time and Is just now giving it to me?

That honestly ruined my happiness, what if they attempted to put some type of charm on my ring?

I snatched the ring off my finger and pulled the red napkin out again and wrapped it back up— I wasn't going to wear It until I found out it they'd done anything to it like the sneaky parasites they are.

———

My hands slowly flipped to the next page of
my book as I sat on the couch in the Slytherin common room with my feet on the arm chair.
Choosing to ignore the whispering between Theodore and the seventh year Ravenclaw girl
he'd chose to be his next victim.

I would read in my own room but it just so happened that Daphne was hooking up with some hufflepuff and kicked me out until she was finished— fucking bastard.

"Don't you have a dorm that you could fuck her in" I said under my breath as I pushed my square reading glasses on my face. Theodore who obviously heard me eyes snapped to me. He mouthed for me to stop being a cock block before attaching his mouth back to the brunettes neck.

I gently licked the pad of my finger before turning to the next page of my book that I hadn't realized I was almost through with
until now.

The door to the common room opened and Draco walked in, he looked around for a quick moment before his eyes landed on Theodore and he rolled his eyes.

"Moons" he greeted feebly as he walked towards the boy dormitory. I acted as if
I didn't hear him and kept my nose in my book.

If honest, I'd been avoiding him since the situation it felt kind of weird. I also felt really fucking guilty about the whole thing.

Then out of no where I got a sudden craving of strawberry ice cream which was odd because I rarely craved ice cream.

"I'm going to the kitchen for some ice cream,
I would offer you some but it seems like your be having enough cream for the night" I nagged as I glowered at both of them.

I threw my curly hair into a slightly neater messy bun than it was already in, the loose strands bouncing off my back as I walked as fast as I could to the kitchen.

My brown eyes landed on a near by clock and noticed that it was half- past two in morning.
Wow, time had really caught up with me, I needed a watch or something.

I pushed the door of the kitchen opens only to be met by someone who was already in there—
Ron who was stuffing his face with what looked like ice cream turned around.

"What are you doing in here?" He asked, mouth full of food.

"Classy" I hissed as I folded my arms and rolled my eyes. My eyes landed on the tube of ice cream in his hand and it just so happened to read strawberry ice cream— oh fuck me.

He swallowed the rest of ice cream in his mouth before saying. "It's after hours, you should be in the dungeons"

"I could be saying the same thing to you, but I'm not" I said in a neutral tone as I walked past him, looking inside the refrigerator that happened to have every flavor except strawberry.

"Well, I'm a prefect and your not which means I could be out anytime, but you Rebekah just
so happened to not be a prefect which means
your out after curfew and I could give you detention" a proud expression on his stupid face as the words leave his mouth.

I didn't bother responding to him as I grabbed the vanilla tube deciding that it was the best alternative.

"But your not going to give me detention, are you Ronnie" I cooed with a large grin on my face as I grabbed spoon.

His breath became rigid as he looked down at me—watching as my tongue slowly lick the vanilla ice cream from my spoon, purposely teasing him.

"Exactly" I humorlessly chuckle, bumping into his shoulder as I walked past him. The proud smirk now on my lips.

He snapped out of his trace and glared at me.
Next think I knew he was slowly walking towards me with an raised eyebrow.

I took a step back, Ron wasn't imitating at all and nothing in body feared him. But he was over a foot taller than me and I had common sense.

Before I could even blink I was backed into a corner— our chest only inches away, he lowered his head and patted his lips.

"Fuck you" he seethed lowly before slowly backing up. His hand grabbed the tube of ice cream from the counter before storming out of the kitchen, letting the door slam loudly behind him.

I was aware that I was going on my second strike of detention by the cursing under his breath as he left.