𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻; Ron Weasley

As soon as I step into the burrow I'm met with people rushing around looking for different things around, they all seemed too pay no attention to me so I took it as an opportunity
to sneak upstairs.

I yank on the pink tank top that I had on, being that it was from third year it was a little tight.
But it was the only thing that I could find of mines at Theodore's house.

I'd accidentally fallen asleep there last night, But when I woke up this morning and realized what had happened I immediately got up and rushed back over here.

It was actually nice with them yesterday, they tried to council me about my problems but let's just say they don't give the best advice. And Theodore was right about Blaise always talking about Luna, it seemed like everything we did her name always seemed to make some way in our conversation.

When I finally stood in front of the door I heard mumbling and loud footsteps making me tilt my head. Everyone one was downstairs getting for the wedding so I had no idea who it was.

My hand reluctantly twist the door knob of the room and pulls it open, There stood in the room was a pacing Ron in half buttoned up dress robes and his hair ruffled all over the place. When he looks up and sees me his face flashes red.

"Where the fuck have you been, Rebekah? I've been worried sick about you I- I thought that someone took you, you haven't been seen around here since noon yesterday...what the fuck Rebekah!" He yells, startling me a little bit.

I blinked slowly and sighed deeply. "I left in the morning, and the fact that you didn't notice that I was gone till noon is pretty sad..anyways, I went too see a friend, friends if you may" I corrected myself.

"And you couldn't tell me that you were leaving?!" He questioned harshly as he followed behind me every where I went in the room.

"I don't know Ron, maybe I didn't tell you because you weren't speaking to me" I mumbled as I finally took of that suffocating shirt and looked inside of the closet to grab the dress that Fleur wanted me to wear for the wedding.

Ron presses his lips in a thin line and he had no response to what I'd just said making me snigger. "What friend did you go and see, Rebekah?" He asked lowly and doubtfully.

He probably thinks that I was cheating on him.
But I could understand where he was coming from with those type of questions, if he was gone all day and didn't come back till morning I'd think that he was cheating as well. But we aren't dating anymore.

"Theodore, but Blaise was there too" I said calmly as I untie my hair and it dropped down to my shoulder, It had been growing unexpectedly fast. I was being much calmer than I usually am in situations like this because I honestly didn't care anymore. "I just needed someone to talk too"

"And you couldn't talk to anyone here?" He questioned me as he stepped closer to me, his hand brushing against my arms in attempt to grab me.

"It's not like either one of you would listen to me because no one listens to me, fucking ever" I mumbled as I slipped on the dress. I grabbed onto my wand and waved it in attempt to zip up the dress but it wasn't budging. Don't tell me I'm gaining weight.

I look in the nearest mirror and seen through the skin tight white dress that I did have a pudge, and my hips were way more accentuate.
My eyebrows furrowed and I groan loudly.

He huffed and walked towards me, I put my wand on the nightstand. "Is it not zipping up? Maybe your wand is not pulling on it hard enough, Let me help you"

Ron grabs onto my zipper and yanks it up with little effort and it feels a little tight—But the dress was much more revealing in the upper part than it was a few months ago.

"Ron! Come down stairs we need your help!" Someone shouts from down stairs making him groan loudly. His hand finally leaves me and he buttons his shirt as he walks towards the door.

"Were not done talking about this yet" He mutters before he walks out of the room, slamming the door loudly behind him. Yeah, we are gonna talk about it later.

As soon as I hear his footsteps going down the stairs I yanked the dress off of myself and shoved it underneath the bed, I decided that I was gonna lie and tell them that I lost it.

I pull my trunk onto the bed and began to raid through it for a decent looking that I could wear. A large smile grows upon my face when
I finally find the white Cabo satin dress and slipped it on. Maybe it was a little too revealing for a wedding but who cares?

Then I grab onto the second thing in my trunk that I needed if honest I don't know why I had it, Emergency's I suppose. But I guess that it was good that I had the stupid stick because now I really need it.

I step out of the bedroom and immediately run upstairs to the nearest bathroom, I look over my shoulder before going into the bathroom and locking the door.

Hesitantly I ripped the package of the pregnancy test and took out the white stick.
I don't know what I was actually going to do if I was...y'know. Ron has to leave with Harry, and I don't want him to try to stay because.. well yeah. So let's just hope that I'm not.

I wouldn't even know how to care for a child, I don't even know how to properly care for myself. Merlin, I really hope that I'm not pregnant.

— — —

I fixed my dress and wiped my mouth as
I stepped inside of the tent. From my guess
I already missed the ceremony because it seemed like everyone was dancing around
like they had no common sense.

"Ms Moons" A Russian voice says making my head snap to the side, there stood Viktor Krum with a large grin on his face. Viktor is honestly the weirdest person I ever met and maybe it might be a little rude for me to say but that's the truth.

I try to walk off as if I didn't see or here him
but he immediately grabs onto my forearm
and pulls me back. "Hello Viktor, how have
you been?" I questioned lowly, the faster I make conversation the faster he'll leave me alone.

"I'm doing quite fine, thanks for asking..
you've aged very well" He tells me and the feeling of discomfort feels my body and I
pull on the hem of my dress.

"Thanks.." I mumbled.

"I wouldn't expect you to be at a wedding
like this, doesn't your father forbid you
from hangin—" He begins, finally letting
go of my forearm.

I snigger. "It's my boyfriend's brothers wedding, I suppose it's kind of my duty to
be here because they'll be my in-laws soon"

"You.. date a Weasley?" He questioned,
shock being clear on his face. I look over to
the side and noticed Ron standing aside Fred, they were in a conversation and he glanced over at me, and then at Viktor then his face goes pale:

"Not anymore.." I corrected myself.
Why was I even here?

I walked away from that awkward situation and walked back out of the tent. I pushed
my braided hair out of my face and walked back towards the burrow. I stopped for a
split second to yank of these uncomfortable shoes before continuing my stomping.

I'm a Moons, and I should've realized from
the beginning that this wasn't right and it wasn't going to last. I tend to care way to
much about Ron and that's why I have too leave. Not because I want to more because
I'm a burden.

I heard heavy feet behind me and I quickly knew it was Ron, why did he need to follow me? Why couldn't I just leave without him knowing?

I ran up too the room and locked the door so that he couldn't get in, I heard the door rattling and seen the handle twisting and I stuffed everything that was mine into my black trunk.
There's was now banging at the door but I ignored it, I was almost done.

Just as I stuff the last thing into my bag the door flew open and I stepped back. Ron
looked around for a split second and came
to realization what I was doing.

"It's for the best, Ron" I say softly, not trying
to look at him because I didn't want him too see the hurt in my eyes but accidentally I did.

A single tear fell but he wiped it away. "Y-yeah I was gonna suggest that you leave I mean..
I've already moved on and it's awkward with you being here"

"You... moved on?" I asked blankly as I feel
my heart shatter into a million pieces. I already knew it was, he didn't even have to tell me who he liked now. I should've knew he probably only let me stay here to make her jealous.

He sniggers. "You didn't expect me too be
stuck on you forever?

"N-no it's just— never mind none of this ever should've happened...I wish I didn't go on that stupid trip" I snapped as I wiped my eyes and tried to walk out of the room that I felt like I was loosing oxygen in.

"Well, no one forced you to speard your legs—"
His begins with a large smirk on his face and before he could even finish his sentence I slapped him.

"Fuck you, Ron!" I shouted, hitting him with my bag and shoving at his chest with my
other hand. He rubs his slightly red cheek
and glares at me from the corner of his eyes.

"I loved you! I would fucking kill for you— no,
I would fucking live for you! and I... I've never felt that way about anyone" I stumbled over
my words, feeling the tears coming down.

"It's obvious that you don't feel the fucking same because if you did.. you wouldn't have just left me in the fucking dark, ignore me and treat like I'm your fucking bitch... No! All these people in this how and you managed to make me feel like I'm alone... y-you make me feel like I'm back home with my mom" I whisper the last part and look up at him.

He looked token back—I could tell that it was the last comment that I said that finally made him feel like the piece of shit he is. But I don't care if those were rather harsh words to say to him but he deserved it. I came to the burrow so that I could feel like I had someone by my side and somehow feel more alone than ever.

He didn't even utter another word to me, he finally stepped out of the way and I walked
out of the door, dragging my trunk along
with me and cursing underneath my breath.
I could still hear him following behind me
and I didn't know why.

"Where are you going, Moons?" George asked me as I hurried past him, ignoring his question and heading straight for the door that was less than five feet away from me. "The fuck did you do too Moons?!"

I turned around and looked at Ron and he had tears streaming down his face. It looked like he mouthed an apology to me but I couldn't care to listen to him. George and Fred ran outside behind us and looked at me with an raised eyebrow, watching my every move.

"I hope you and Hermione have a great life"
And just like that I apparated.