Ron

Life as an American muggle, or no-maj, as he had heard once in a whisper, was way calmer then his life back in Magical Britain.

And it wasn't painful.

Of course, he missed his family and his friends, but he only felt it if he thought about it, so he didn't think about it. Or, at least, he tried not to.

So there he sat, in a small muggle café, in a small muggle town, in a small muggle state. He wouldn't be able to tell you the names of anywhere that he was. He didn't pay attention to any of it.

The only thing he knew was how to blend it. He even managed to cast a spell on himself, before he swore to be magic free, that made him sound American. It wouldn't do to have people asking him about his hometown, his life in Britain, because people were intrigued by his British dialect. No, it wouldn't do at all.

He sighed as he set his cup of coffee down, glancing outside at the street, almost embracing the plain, greyness of a slightly drizzly spring morning. It was so pain free, so simple, so easy. So why did he feel so lost?

His eyes fluttered shut for a moment, and he didn't notice the waitress walking up to his table, a steaming pot of coffee in one of her hands and a blueberry muffin on a small plate in the other. His eyes were still closed when she set the plate on the table, but they didn't stay closed long enough for her to clear her throat.

He had to fight every instinct and muscle in his body that told him to run, to attack, to stand up, but the only thing that moved was his right hand. It began to reach for his wand, but stopped halfway to his jacket.

Idiot He thought, mentally chiding himself You don't even use a wand anymore.

Instead of doing what he wanted to do, he cleared his throat and smiled up at the waitress and nodded slightly when she held up the pot of coffee.

'Please' He said, ignoring the slight break in his voice. The girl smiled and poured the dark liquid into his almost empty mug.

'You've been around here quite often' She remarked simply and Ron had to double take at the sound of her voice. It was beautiful, but he had never heard it before. He had thought he had heard everyone's voice at this particular café. He was certainly in enough. He noticed that the servers had all began to call this his table. How did he not know her voice?

'Every day' He said, smiling up at her. It was his curiosity, of not recognizing her voice, that led him to look up at her, to study her, but it was something else that made him keep his gaze.

She, like her voice, was beautiful. She wasn't gorgeous, and she looked exhausted, but she was quite a sight for him to behold. Her plain brown hair was pulled up into a messy bun that had probably had been neat at the beginning of the day. Wispy strands framed her face, on which her cheeks tinged a slight pink. Her eyes were hazel, and Ron quickly found himself lost in them.

He had seen her before, of course, every single day, but he hadn't realized he'd never heard her speak until this moment.

She cleared her throat, he looked away.

'Forgive me' Ron said, his hands nervously wringing around each other. 'I was slightly startled by your voice. I don't believe I've heard it before.'

She let out a small laugh, though Ron could tell it was forced. He had laughed the same laugh far too many times before.

'We all have things we avoid' She said quietly, her face flushing the slightest bit more. Ron gave her a sympathetic smile.

'Isn't that the truth' He stated, and she returned his smile.

'Say' Ron managed, glancing around the café before returning his gaze to hers. 'Could I have your number? Maybe we can try to avoid things together?'

She didn't answer. Well, not verbally anyways, and Ron was incredibly glad he was actually looking at her, or he'd never have caught her small nod.

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'Are you ready Honey?' A bell like voice called and Ron nodded, twisting the ring that rested on his fourth finger out of nervous habit.

'As ready as I'll ever be' He said and he felt a small hand slip into his.

'Let's take you home'

AN: I'm not entirely sure what prompted me to give Ron such a lighter story, but... I guess things just happen XD About time Ron gets a bit more of a happier ending, right?

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