Heartbreaking Love - A Harry Potter and Ron Weasley Love Story - Chapter 2 – The Truth Comes Out
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"I hope Ron is in here" You said to Harry as you approached the wall where the entrance to the ROR was. "I'm worried about him, he's been acting differently lately, haven't you noticed?" "I know, I've tried asking him what's up but he won't tell me." He replied, worry etched all over his face and in his bright emerald eyes, the ones you have looked into more times than you care to remember. "Maybe you should go in and talk to him yourself, maybe he'll open up to you." "Hmmm maybe" you said thoughtfully. "I'll head back to the common room then, ok?" He said, looking intently at you. "What if he's not in there though?" The thought of wandering back by yourself through the dark, ghost filled corridors didn't exactly thrill you. As much as you had come to love Hogwarts in your short time here, part of you was still kinda creeped out by the castle, particularly at night. Just as the words passed your lips, there was a crash from somewhere behind the wall followed by "Ow! Bloody Hell!" "Oh, he's in there" Harry grinned as you both let out fond giggles at the familiar voice and the clumsiness it hinted at. "Ok then, I'll go" Harry said. "Harry wait!" you exclaimed as he went to turn away. He turned round with a look of concern but before he could say anything your lips were on his and your arms went round his neck as his were on your waist. You felt him kiss back and you held tighter, getting as close to him as you could, even though it was never close enough. When you finally had to part for air you said breathlessly "I love you Harry" "I love you too _" He smiled. As you watched him walk away you were unsure of why you had that sudden outburst of affection, after all you'd be back in his lap soon enough. You didn't know why but you just had a feeling it was vitally important you confirmed to him how you felt before speaking to Ron.
*Your POV*
I watched Harry disappear round the corner and then slowly started pacing up and down beside the wall whispering "I need to find Ron". I felt strangely nervous and I couldn't work out why, perhaps I was scared he might be really upset about something. I hated seeing him upset. The sudden creaking of a door opening brought me out of my thoughts and I cautiously crept in, anxious of what I might find. I entered and saw a really comfortable looking chair, in fact everything looked very comfortable. "That must be why he's in here" I thought to myself "he needed comforting, but why I wonder?" I saw a familiar bright red head poking out above the back of the chair, he hadn't heard me yet. "Ron?" I said quietly, not wanting to scare him. He stood up and whipped round to see who was here "Wha-Oh _, what are you doing here?" He looked startled and confused but he broke into a small grin when he saw me and I couldn't help but smile back. I love that smile. "Looking for you of course, we, Harry and me, we were worried about you. You finished detention an hour ago. Was it that bad?" I asked looking pointedly at all the comforting items in the room. "What? Oh no it wasn't that bad really. I'm fine honestly" he grinned again but I knew it was fake, it didn't light up his face the way his natural smiles did. I shook my head, both to shake the thoughts of how much I loved his smile from my head and also in disagreement. "I know you well enough to know when you're lying" His face fell at this "Please tell me what's up Ronny?" He let out a small moan, he could never resist when you called him Ronny and looked at him with big puppy dog eyes as blue as his own. "_ It's nothing, really" he said sitting back in his chair forlornly. "Oh come on Ron I know you're lying. Please, I can't stand seeing you upset!" I wailed getting more and more distraught at his refusal to open up. "Aw don't you get upset" he said "Well then tell me Ronald Weasley, tell me what has gotten you feeling this down!" I said a little sharper than I intended. "You haven't even teased me and Harry about being all over each other lately and that's not like you!" I added jokingly, trying to lessen the blow of my harsh words. However, it didn't work as I saw Ron wince when I mentioned Harry and me and I raised an eyebrow questioningly at him. He remained silent so I asked "Is it Harry? Did he do something? Is that why you wouldn't talk to him about it?" "Sort of" he mumbled almost too quietly for me to hear, keeping his head down and not looking at me. I sighed "I'm sure he didn't mean to, you're his best friend". He sighed and slumped further down in his chair and mumbled "He did". "What do you mean?" He either didn't hear my question or he chose to ignore it, either way he kept looking down and didn't say a word. I sighed and came closer to his chair. When he didn't look up I sat on his lap forcing him to look at me. His eyes looked questioningly at me and I just smiled sadly at him, feeling in despair that I couldn't help him because he wouldn't let me, then put my arms round him and hugged him. I felt him stiffen; obviously shocked but then he relaxed and hugged me back. When we parted I looked at him and said " So Ronny, are you gonna tell me ?" "I can't _. I wish I could but I can't" he said sadly and full of longing. "Sure yak can, you can tell me anything, and you know that." I said softly. "Not this" he replied. "Why not?" " Be-because I-I-" He sighed in frustration at himself for not being able to get it out. I was worried. This sounded serious. "Please Ron, I only want to help you." I said in what I hoped was a reassuring voice, not the strained, nervous one I suspected it to be. "But- But you can't _" he said in a tone that suggested he really wished I could. "I can try, but only if you tell me." I was trying not to let the desperation I felt show too much. "But – I- you – Its- I..er..well I...Oh come on Ron just say it" he snarled the last bit to himself , took a deep breath and then began again with a shaky voice, " I-I really like you_...more –well more than a friend should, even a best friend" All I could get out was "Oh" as shock flooded my body and I tried to process what he had said, all the while feeling his nervously hopeful eyes on me, waiting to see what I would say. "Ron I-""I know" he interrupted me. "I know, you're Harry's girlfriend and my best friend and I shouldn't feel this way. I-I'm sorry _" "Ron its ok you don't need to be sorry" I said "Is this why you stopped the teasing?" He nodded "Yeah it didn't seem funny anymore" he whispered. "Oh Ron" I sighed. I didn't know what to say. I thought about his smile and how I longed for him to smile at me and how much I loved it and – why was I thinking about his smile so much, Harry had a nice smile didn't he? Yes I reasoned with myself, it was lovely, it might not be as bright as Ron's, might not light up his face the way Ron's did. Hang on, what! What the hell was happening to me? I snapped out of these thoughts and looked at Ron who was looking at me puzzedly. "All right daydreamer?" He said weakly, but with enough of his cheeky Weasley-ish charm to make me grin at him, and to make me think, if even for a second that this situation was not as serious as I knew in my heart it was. "I was just thinking about-" I trailed off and blushed. "Harry?" he finished for me "No" I said quietly, still blushing, "about you...about your smile" I found myself smiling as I said it. Why was I feeling like this? "My smile?" he asked, being careful not to sound too eager. "Yeah, I love your smile." I confessed. "Oh" he said sounding slightly cheered up. "We should get back to the common room." I said, starting to climb off his lap. "Wait " he said and pulled me gently back down, at the same time pushing my heart rate up. I fleetingly wondered about this before being swept into a tight hug which I immediately returned. It felt so good hugging Ron but I eventually pulled back. He looked at me and said " I guess we should go." We got up and left the room and whilst we were walking back along the corridors he suddenly asked "What am I going to tell Harry?" "I'll talk to him, I'll tell him you...um...you-" "Have a huge thing for his girlfriend." Ron sighed, "It's hopeless" My tummy squeezed when he said that, he hadn't said it was a huge thing before. "We'll think of something" I said giving his hand a comforting squeeze.