Heartbreaking Love - A Harry Potter and Ron Weasley Love Story - Chapter 4 – Telling Ron
*Still your POV*
When I got to the common room, I saw Harry sitting talking to Fred and George, Ron's older twin brothers. Ron wasn't there though. I headed over to them and the twins saw me. Harry had his back to me and hadn't noticed me yet. "Why hello there _" said George. "Do you want us to make ourselves scarce so you can be alone with Harry?" Fred smirked and at the same time George winked. If I thought Ron used to tease us badly, it was nothing on the twins. I couldn't help but giggle, despite feeling very nervous about the task in hand. "Actually I was looking for Ron, have either of you seen him?" I instantly regretted telling the twins as they immediately looked at each other, smirked and looked back at me, eyebrows cocked. Before they had a chance to make a joke about me and Ron, which might not be completely unjustified, not that they'd know that, I quickly said, "I remembered something important for his muggle studies essay, have you seen him or not?" "No, sorry love" they said simultaneously. "Have you Harry?" I asked, feeling slightly awkward, which was ridiculous really, this was Harry I was talking to. "Yeah, he went up to bed not long after you and Mione, are you sure he was telling you the truth about what's up with him, he still seemed pretty down?" My heart sank and I felt really guilty, I had to talk to him soon. Before I could answer Fred piped up, "We think it's a girl." And George added, "yeah but he won't tell us who it is." I felt my cheeks get warmer and I knew I had to get away quick before the twins noticed, if they hadn't already. "I'm sure it's just the essay, I'll go and talk to him and I'm sure he'll be fine." I said and turned and made for the door to the dorms. Fantastic. That was twice I'd lied to my boyfriend tonight.
I went up the stairs and knocked on the door to the dorm that Ron and Harry shared with Neville and Seamus. "Go away, Fred! I told you I was tired and want to be alone." Well at least I knew there was no-one else in there at the moment. "Ron it's me, _, please can I come in? I need to talk to you." I said gently. I heard shuffling and then the door opened and I was greeted by a rather dishevelled looking Ron, as if he'd been lying under his covers, hiding. "Hi" he said, looking puzzled. "Hey" I replied reaching up and trying, and failing, to give his hair some semblance of tidiness. "Can we talk? I shouldn't have left things the way I did earlier, without saying anything. I'm sorry Ron." "Oh, well yea, sure." He said cautiously. I went over and sat on his bed and he followed. Once we were both sitting there I took out my wand and said "muffliato". "What are you doing that for? No-one's here." "Just in case." I replied simply, then seeing his confused face "I don't want anyone to overhear us, we really need to talk about this." I finished. "Oh, ok" he said quietly. I took this opportunity to just get it out as I knew the longer I took, the less likely I'd be able to say it. "Look, Ron, what you said surprised me, I really wasn't expecting it, and that's why I didn't say anything earlier, I was taking it all in and also I wasn't sure what I wanted to say." He stayed quiet, listening intently so I carried on, "But I-the thing is I...ugh" I sighed, why did it have to be so hard? "When you hugged me earlier I felt, well I felt kinda strange." "Strange?" he asked sounding worried, "What do you mean, what sort of strange?" I took a deep breath to try and steady my nerves. "The sort where your tummy feels all squeezy" I said looking down as I blushed. I glanced up and I could see he still looked puzzled, so I took another breath and tried again. "I think my tummy went like that because, well it does it when you smile at me too and I think it's because I...like you." I looked at him as he took this in, and then he whispered "Really?" "Yes" I said quietly. "I really like you Ron." "Wow" he said "But Harry?" "I know, that's the problem, my feelings for him haven't changed, I just feel like that about you too." I couldn't say anything else because I couldn't hold back the tears that were starting to fall thickly down my face. I managed to say through the sobs, "Wh-what am I going- t-to do Ronny?" At that he pulled me close to him for a hug, and even through the tears and the guilt that had brought them on, the familiar squeezing started in my stomach. "Ssh, please don't _. I can't bear to see you upset." He said. "I-I'm s-sorry Ron" I sobbed "I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I don't want to hurt anyone, least of all you or Harry but whatever happens now, at least one of you will be hurt." I buried my face into his warm, muscular chest and said again feebly "I'm so, so sorry Ron" He pulled me in even closer, so I was on his lap now and he held me even tighter, yet still gently. "You do realise it's a bit daft to apologise to somebody who just told you they had a huge crush on you, about having one back, right?" Typical Ron, always trying to make me laugh even in situations when it seemed like the last thing I'd want to do. Yet I did, I let out a feeble yet heartfelt giggle and looked up at him. "You always know how to make me laugh Ronny" I said. "That's cos I love hearing you laugh" he said softly, smiling that smile that I adored. I couldn't help but smile back, looking up at his sparkly blue eyes, eyes which I could see getting closer and closer to my own until I found myself closing mine, feeling my stomach squeeze tighter than ever in anticipation. I felt a pair of soft, warm lips on mine moving gently over them and It felt so good, that even though I had a vague feeling that I shouldn't be doing this, although I couldn't think why at that precise moment in time, I started moving mine in time with his, pulling him closer to me and deepening the kiss. I felt him smile against my lips and a little moan slipped out from between my own. His tongue glided over my bottom lip and I happily parted my lips, letting him slip it inside my mouth, where it immediately intertwined with my own as if they were dancing with each other. I felt his hands slip down to my waist and he tightened his grip on me as my own arms went round his neck and my fingers tangled themselves in his soft, fiery locks. He let out a small groan and I chucked against his lips. He moved his lips along my jaw line and down my neck until I let out a moan as he found my sweet spot. After allowing him to bite, suck and lick at it for a few seconds, I pulled his chin back up and crashed my lips back on to his. I then took my turn going down his neck, making him moan as I sucked and kissed his own sweet spot. Then he pulled my chin back level with his and I felt myself being pulled forwards, as he lay down with me on top, all the while never breaking the kiss. Wow, my first kiss with Harry wasn't nearly as passionate as this. Wait a minute..."What about Harry!" I yelped, pulling away from Ron and suddenly coming to my senses, as a new wave of guilt started wash over me and fresh tears started falling as Ron sat us back up and held me close once more, both of us trapped in our own silent thoughts, neither knowing what to say.
*Ron's POV*
'Bloody Hell!' was all I could think. That was the best kiss I'd ever had, but it was with my best friend's girl, the same girl I was holding in my lap as her chest heaved with heavy sobs of guilt, the same guilt I was feeling at that very moment. How was this ever going to work out well for any of us. She was right, at least one of us would get hurt, and I was pretty sure the beautiful and fragile girl in my arms, the girl I loved so much, was the one hurting the most right now and there was nothing I could do besides hold her tightly and gently rock her until she became so tired she couldn't sob any longer and she fell asleep in my arms. And looking down at her face, with red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks, I felt like my heart was breaking, for what we were doing to Harry, for _ being this upset, and for my own longing to hold onto her forever and have her be mine.