Mae had just begun putting herself back together right when Ron Weasley knocked her down again.
It hurt even more that she no longer had him as a best friend to turn to. She still had Ginny, Luna, and even Harry and Hermione, but she distanced herself as Ron and Lavender were present nearly all the time. They just couldn't seem to get enough of each other.
A week had passed since Mae had seen Ron with Lavender, and Draco was finally back to classes after his stay in the hospital wing. He had surprised Mae by being cordial with her, even with Pansy at his side. Mae wasn't quite sure what to make of it.
"Mae!"
Mae turned, her dark hair swishing behind her, to see Ginny hurrying towards her with a grin on her face.
"Yeah, Gin?" questioned Mae, falling into step next to the beautiful redhead.
"We're having a party tonight, after the Quidditch game. Will you come?"
Mae paused, if only for a moment. Did she really want to spend her evening watching Ron and Lavender snog each other?
"Please? Luna will be disappointed if you don't show."
"Luna's coming?" Mae avoided answering, bringing attention to Ginny's girlfriend.
"'Course she is! She's even wearing her lion hat to the match," Ginny shook her head good naturedly. "She said she'd rather support her girlfriend than her housemates."
"Alright, fine," conceded Mae, stopping at the Great Hall. "I'll see you tonight."
"You're coming to the party?"
Mae and Ginny turned to see Ron standing half in and half out of the entrance, his arm wrapped in Lavender's grasp. Mae raised an eyebrow at the sight, watching as the blonde nuzzled her head into Ron's shoulder.
"Yes, Won Won. Have you got a problem with it?" Mae deadpanned, crossing her arms. Ginny stifled a laugh next to her, patting Mae on the shoulder before walking off, presumably heading to the Quidditch field.
Ron's eyes narrowed. "No, but if you'll have that attitude, perhaps you shouldn't."
"Shut it, Ron!" Ginny called over her shoulder before turning down the hallway.
"Let's get to our seat," Lavender tugged on Ron's arm, giving a small wave to Mae. "Your hair looks pretty tied up like that."
"Thanks, Lavender." Mae responded, giving the girl a weak smile. It wasn't her fault Ron was a git.
Ron was pulled away by Lavender, and Mae waited a moment before following them in. She sat at the Slytherin table, next to Blaise Zabini. He gave her a curt nod, mixing his sugar in his morning coffee. Draco and Pansy sat across the table from her, and she found it didn't hurt as much anymore. She and Draco had closure, now. Mae hoped he would do better with Pansy.
"Are you cheering for your little Gryffindor, today?" asked Blaise, taking a sip of his coffee. Mae rolled her eyes, harshly stabbing her french toast.
"Ginny? Yes, of course I'm cheering for her." Mae replied all too cheerily, knowing he didn't mean her.
"Potter won't be playing today," said Draco, his tone more angsty than usual. "He's serving detention with Snape."
"Rightfully so, he nearly killed you." Pansy scoffed, biting into her english muffin.
"He was just doing the Dark Lord a favor," Blaise replied jokingly, cutting into his pancake.
Draco clenched his fork tightly in his hand. "Shut it, Zabini."
Mae's mouth had gone dry, and she faltered as she picked up her pumpkin juice. "The Dark Lord?"
"Don't worry about it." Draco muttered, pushing himself away from the table. He left without a backwards glance, leaving all three of them in the dust.
"Blaise, what did you mean?" questioned Mae, her concern for Draco growing.
"It was just a joke," assured Blaise, shaking his head. "Apparently Draco left his ability to take one elsewhere."
"Okay," responded Mae, not thoroughly convinced. She pushed it out of her mind, however. Draco was no longer her concern.
The three ate their breakfast in silence, with the occasional comment about the Quidditch match of the day. They would all be attending, although Slytherin wasn't playing. It was better than doing nothing, according to Pansy.
Mae had found that Pansy wasn't so bad, if she could get past the fact that she had known she was Draco's girlfriend the entire time she was sleeping with him. Although some days were harder than others, she found it tolerable to be around the girl.
Mae split up with the two after breakfast, making her way over to Luna who was indeed wearing her spectacular lion hat.
"Hello, Mae!" Luna greeted, giving the dark haired girl an engulfing hug. "Ginny told me you would be attending the party today!"
"Only for you, Luna," Mae smiled at the girl, who gave her a wide grin in return.
Together, the two headed out to the Quidditch match, sunshine streaming from the sky. They sat in the middle of the stands, which quickly filled up as the game was about to begin.
"Whatever happened between you and Ronald?" Luna asked rather innocently, rearranging her lion head.
"Well," Mae paused for a moment, before continuing. "He saw me with Draco in the hospital wing, after he was injured. He unfortunately assumed that I was back together with him."
Luna nodded slowly, the great lion head nearly slipping off her scalp. "Did you tell him differently, then?"
"No," considered Mae, biting her lip. "I didn't. I assumed he, y'know, liked Lavender and not me. Obviously, with the way the two of them snog constantly."
"Love," Luna said softly, placing a hand on her arm. "You know Ronald is a bit unregistered. I suspect nargles, to be honest with you. How is he to know how you feel if you never told him?"
"Well, it isn't like he ever asked me," defended Mae. "He never once said he liked me. He probably just thought I was a friend, the whole time. Just like Hermione or Harry. He probably liked Lavender the entire time."
"Did he ever say anything about Lavender?"
"No, but-"
"Did he ever even mention Lavender?"
"Well, not exactly-"
"So what makes you think he likes her?"
"Because he chose her over me!" Mae exploded, wincing when several people turned around to look at her. "He made it clear that she is what he wanted."
"Or maybe, he got hurt when he saw you kissing my cousin." Luna raised her eyebrows, giving Mae an unusually sharp look.
"Ginny told you?"
"Yes," Luna nodded, turning her attention back to the game which had just started. "And if Ginny and I were getting close, and I saw her kissing Harry, I wouldn't think she wanted me. I would move onto someone else so I didn't get hurt."
Mae was quiet at that, mulling the situation over in her head. Of course, what Luna said made sense. It usually did, and perhaps that was part of why Mae had been avoiding talking to Luna about the situation. Her pride and her heart refused to let her look at the big picture, instead just feeling the hurt and betrayal. Really, how was Ron to know if she never told him?
The game was spectacular, and Gryffindor ended up winning with four hundred and fifty to one hundred and forty. Luna and Mae cheered loudly as the score was announced, and Luna tugged on her lion hat causing a string of red and gold fireworks to shoot out of it, while a loud roar bellowed from its lips.
The two of them raced down to the grounds, eager to congratulate their friends. Mae felt a tug in her chest as Ron gave her a wide grin, sweaty and rife with excitement.
"You did so well, Ron!" complimented Mae, giving him a wide smile.
Ron responded by giving her a big hug, lifting her off the ground. Mae held back tightly, relishing the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her. She never wanted to leave his arms.
"Won Won!"
Lavender's voice broke the two out of their embrace, and Ron slowly set Mae back down on the ground, his arms hesitantly releasing her. Lavender rushed into his arms, Mae narrowly stepping out of her way.
The blonde began attacking Ron's face with kisses, to the point where Madam Hooch had to come over and reprimand the two for PDA. Mae felt her heart break more and more, each time Ron and Lavender's lips collided.
She turned her attention fully onto Ginny, who had an arm wrapped around Luna, who was praising Ginny for her amazing broom work.
"Great job, Gin!" the words came out far too cheerily, and Ginny gave her a sympathetic smile.
"Thank you. Even if Harry wasn't able to play, we still did it." Ginny's eyes flickered over to Ron and Lavender, before miming shoving a finger down her throat in disgust.
Mae laughed, shaking her head.
Eventually, everyone headed back up to the Gryffindor common room where the party began in full swing. Firewhiskey was pulled from Dean and Seamus' secret stash, butterbeer was passed around, and treats were already there courtesy of the House Elves. Dobby, Harry Potter's closest elf, had made sure they were stocked with everything they may have needed.
Ginny, Luna, and Mae sat near the fire, and were soon joined by Ron, Lavender, Hermione, and eventually Harry, who was worn out from his detention with Snape. His mood changed, however, once he was told Gryffindor had won the match. They began drinking, and were soon joined by Dean and Seamus.
Mae noticed Harry and Hermione were sitting rather close, and Hermione kept blushing anytime his arm or hand grazed her. It made her smile, at the thought of the two together. They would make a good match, certainly.
Ginny sat between Luna's legs, her head resting on the blonde's chest as Luna's nimble fingers wound through Ginny's hair. Every so often, Ginny would turn her head and press kisses to Luna's arm. She kept her arm wound around Luna's thigh, tracing circles on her exposed skin.
Dean was sprawled out over Seamus' chest, laughing loudly at the conversation they were all having. They had their hands intertwined, sharing the same armchair. It looked to be a bit of a tight fit, but the two boys certainly didn't mind.
Ron had Lavender seated on his lap, his head resting on her shoulder and a hand on her hip. The beautiful girl kept pressing kisses to his cheek, or his neck, or his lips, ignoring the way he seemed to be uncomfortable with the amount of PDA she was putting out.
It absolutely hurt Mae to be surrounded by so many couples, including one with the boy she was in love with. As much as she wished it weren't true, she had fallen in love with Ron Weasley. To her, it felt as though she had transferred the love and devotion she reserved for Draco onto Ron. She supposed it may not be healthy, but she couldn't help what she felt. And that was what hurt the most.
Somewhere along the line, Ginny proposed they play truth or dare. It wasn't the most innocent game, but it was all going smoothly until they were all so drunk they may as well have taken Veritaserum.
"Ron," Ginny's eyes had taken on an evil look, and she narrowed them as she stared at her brother. "I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room."
At this point, Lavender had fallen asleep next to Ron on the loveseat. Ron, after hearing the question, swallowed hard and turned to Mae.
Mae's breath caught in her throat, and she stared at Ron as he walked over to her. He cupped her cheek with his large hand and leaned down to her face.
"Don't," Mae whispered, shutting her eyes.
But he did. Ron pressed his lovely lips against Mae's, slipping his arms around her neck. Tears slipped from her eyes, and she roughly pushed him away. How dare he play with her feelings like that.
"You aren't going to do this to me, Ronald," cried Mae, stumbling towards the portrait hole. "You don't get to play with my feelings like this."
She stumbled drunkenly through the halls, trying her best to be as quiet as she could. The last thing she wanted was for a teacher to find her, blasted at four in the afternoon on Saturday. That wouldn't bode well for her at all.
"Mae, wait!"
She stumbled, catching herself at the last second, turning to see Ron hurrying towards her. His eyes had lost the drunken glaze they had taken on in the Common Room, and his movements were much more fluid than her own.
"What could you possibly want, Ronald?" spit out Mae, uncaring that her voice was perhaps a little too loud in the otherwise quiet hallway.
"Can we talk?" Ron paused, his eyes flickering towards the wall. "In there. Please."
"Where the bloody hell did that even come from?" questioned Mae, bewildered that the door had appeared out of seemingly nowhere.
"It's the room of requirement," explained Ron, opening the door. "Let's get in here, before a teacher catches you plastered off your arse."
Mae rolled her eyes, but followed Ron inside. There was a plush looking couch, and a table with a pitcher of a pale yellow liquid, with two cups beside it. It reminded her of lemonade, and she suddenly felt parched.
Mae poured herself a glass, ignoring Ron's protests. As she drank the liquid, her mind cleared of the foggy drunken haze it had been in.
"That's disappointing," grumbled Mae, setting the empty cup back down. "It sobers you up."
"This room never fails at its purpose." a grin slipped onto Ron's face, and it hurt Mae at how handsome he looked.
Ron also took a glass of the liquid, downing it in one go. Mae watched, intrigued, as his Adams apple bobbed up and down with his gulps.
"Ron, I-"
"Mae, look-"
The two blushed as they both spoke at the same time, and uneasy laughter coming between them. Ron gestured towards the couch, and they both sat down; Mae criss crossed on the edge, Ron sitting next to her with one leg on and one leg off, facing her.
"Mae, I never fancied Lavender," Ron confessed, his ears red as he spoke, his voice shaky. "I only started snogging her because I saw you and Draco. I figured you'd gone back to him."
Mae shook her head, brushing her hair out of her face. "Ron, Draco broke my heart. I would be foolish to go back to him. I kissed him, after he was injured, for closure. Perhaps that doesn't make much sense, but it is what it is."
"That's why I was so mad you know," he responded quietly, averting his eyes. "He nearly destroyed you, he treated you awful, and then just when I thought.. You might fancy me.. You kissed him."
A new burn of tears were behind Mae's eyes. She laughed weakly, although there wasn't much funny about the situation. "Ron, I did -do- fancy you. Quite a lot, actually. But I figured Lavender-"
"Lavender was nothing to me," Ron interjected, his eyes finding her. "You are what I wanted. It just never made sense for you to want me back."
"How could it not make sense?" Mae laughed again, swiping away tears that had slipped down her cheeks. "Ron, you're.. Wonderful. You're funny, you're kind, you're unbelievably handsome-"
"Rubbish-" interrupted Ron once more, his ears now red, pink staining his cheeks. "That's rubbish. I'm not nearly enough for you."
"You are," Mae responded sharply, taking his hand in hers. "You are what I want. You're what I need."
Ron met her eyes again, and leaned forward just as he had in the Gryffindor common room. Mae met him in the middle, locking her arms around his neck as their lips pressed together once more.
Ron wrapped his arms around her waist, gently caressing the smooth skin that was exposed from her shirt riding up. Their lips moved together gently as first, before becoming heated. Mae parted her lips, and Ron pulled away.
"Why'd you stop?" Mae whined, pouting as she pressed her forehead against his.
"It's just.." Ron cleared his throat. "I know you've been with Draco, and I dunno if I would be any goo-"
It was Mae's turn to cut Ron off, once again pressing her lips to his. She licked his bottom lip, making her intentions clear, and he parted his lips, allowing her tongue to explore his mouth. He began to get more comfortable with her, slipping his hands up her shirt to unclip her bra, dragging her shirt over her head with shaky hands. Mae smiled, before helping him do the same.
"Blimey," Ron whispered, looking down at Mae's exposed breasts. "You're gorgeous."
"So are you," Mae replied, pausing as she saw Ron's bare arms and chest for the first time. He had silver scars wrapped around his arms, and torso. "What happened?"
She trailed a finger across the scar, and Ron shifted uncomfortably.
"When we fought the Death Eaters in the ministry of magic last year," Ron explained, wrapping his arms around her. "I got hurt. I'll have these forever."
"A mark of a hero," said Mae softly, pressing a kiss to a rather deep looking one across his chest. "You're so brave."
Ron looked at her with a new hunger in his eyes, pressing her bare skin against his and pressing his lips to hers in a harsh kiss. This time, he explored her mouth, as his hands roamed her soft skin. Mae melted against his body, a faint moan vibrating in the back of her throat, pulling at his fiery hair. Ron groaned at that, pushing her down onto the couch and kissing her neck.
Mae wrapped her legs around Ron's torso, her hands still fisted in his hair. Ron nipped at the sensitive skin at the base of her neck, his teeth grazing across her skin. Mae moaned, grinding her hips onto his growing hardness.
"Bloody hell," grunted Ron, his lips pressing against hers again. His hands went to her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples, smirking as she moaned into his mouth. Mae trailed her lips down Ron's neck, sucking harshly at his skin. He tilted his head back, letting more of his neck become exposed to her.
Mae pressed kisses along his neck, coming back up to capture his lips. Ron's hands trailed down her stomach, toying with the hem of her skirt. He pulled away slightly, giving her a questioning look. Mae nodded, and Ron slipped his hand into the waistband of her skirt. He pressed his large palm against her heat, the thin covering of her underwear being the only thing separating skin from skin.
"Please, Ron," moaned Mae, pressing a harsh kiss to his neck. "Please."
"Only because you asked so nicely," Ron smirked, before slipping a finger into her core, pumping in and out slowly.
He slowly added another finger, pumping faster. He pressed a kiss to her neck as he went, and Mae began to feel her stomach tighten, and she shut her eyes, letting out a string of moans.
"I'm gonna cum," she gasped out, her toes curling. She arched her back as Ron kept up his pace, and she came on his fingers, something that seemed to have shocked him.
"Did you just?" questioned Ron, pausing in his actions to look at her with interest.
Mae nodded, relishing in the feeling of her orgasm. A smile broke across Ron's face, and he let out a nervous laugh.
"I've never done that before," he said, raising his eyebrows.
"You were good at it for your first time then," Mae let out a small laugh, covering her face with her hands. She felt a bit awkward, as this was much different than being with Draco. Ron wasn't forcing her out, or expecting her to give him anything in return. It was so very different, in a good way.
It made her want to make him feel as good as he had made her feel.
Mae wiggled out from underneath Ron, ignoring his questioning look. As she brushed past him to stand, she could feel how hard he had gotten. Ron sat up, giving her a questioning look. She knelt down, unbuckling his belt and zipping down his jeans, smiling as his breathing grew heavy.
"What is you're going-" Ron's words were cut short as she took his dick in her hands, slowly moving up and down his length. "Bloody hell."
She continued pumping his length, licking his red tip before taking him in her mouth. He let out a steam of moans, his hand wrapping in her hair. She swirled her head around the tip, bobbing her head up and down, moving back to focus on the tip. Ron pressed her head down further, groaning as she hollowed out her cheeks. She ran her tongue along the veins of his cock, loving the way he moaned her name.
He bucked his hips upwards, surprising Mae, and she made a noise in the back of her throat that caused Ron to curse. She sped up her movements, letting Ron guide her with his hand on the back of her head, twisted in her hair.
She could feel herself becoming aroused again, and she paused, letting go of his dick with a slight pop. Ron whined, upset that her mouth was no longer on his dick.
"Can we," Mae paused, wiping her mouth and looking down, before looking at Ron once more. "Can I ride you?"
"Ride me?" Ron choked out, running a hand through his hair. "You don't even have to ask, darling."
Mae smiled at the nickname, her heart feeling like it would burst. She stood up, and put a knee on either side of Ron, hovering above his large dick. She looked at his once more, to make sure he wanted this too.
Ron wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down onto his cock. Mae let out a gasp as he filled her up, grinding her hips against his member. Ron groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. She took a moment to let herself adjust to his size, before moving her hips up and down.
He kept a grip on her hips as he began thrusting his hips to match her own, moaning as she clenched around him. She held his shoulders, using them as leverage to move up and down. He matched her pace well, and Mae could feel another orgasm building in her lower stomach.
"'M gonna cum," she moaned out, noticing Ron's thrusts become more sloppy.
"Me too," Ron grunted, and with a loud moan, he came inside her, his hips stilling. She came nearly the same time he did, burying her head into his shoulder.
"Bloody hell," Ron had his eyes shut, a half smile on his face. "That was amazing."
Mae laughed lightly, moving off of him to sit next to him. She found herself unsure of what to do, as she was never allowed to be intimate after sex before.
Ron seemed to sense her uneasiness, and pulled her onto his chest, lying down on the couch. He pressed a kiss to her lips, before tangling his hand in her hair once more. Mae lay her head on his chest, listening to his fast heartbeat.
"I love you," she said quietly, feeling Ron freeze underneath her. "I don't expect you to say it back, but I wanted you to know."
Ron wrapped his arms around her, kissing her temple softly. "I think I love you too."
It was quiet for a moment, before Ron spoke again.
"Am I bigger than Draco?"
Mae lightly slapped his chest, shaking her head. "We are not having this conversation."
"It's an honest question!"
They lay there, arms wrapped around each other, and Mae realized she was finally loved the way she always wanted to be.
and thats the end. hopefully this short fic was enjoyable, and thank you if you did read it.
-TheFlyingGraysons