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Amortentia | R.W.
Ron Weasley x Ravenclaw reader
Summary: Y/n smells Ron’s scent during potion class and she will soon know he smelled hers
<<I hate potion class>> you sighed walking down the Hogwartas stairs which usually moved. Thanks to these stairs once you had lost yourself in the forbidden area of the library and had gotten punished by the prefect of Ravenclaw house.
<<Come on you can’t tell me you hate Slughorn’s classes. They’re so fun>> Cho looked at you <<Not for me girl,I remind you that I completely suck at them,even tho I’m in Ravenclaw>> <<No one’s perfect. Come on look at Ron-Cho pointed at the boy who was crossing the corridor with Harry-he’s a Gryffindor but he spends all day eating and he’s not even that brave>> she laughed <<And you’re as rude as the worst Slytherin>> you replied,hitting her shoulder <<It hurts!>> she rolled her eyes <<Shut up,you deserve it>>.
You and your friend entered the class and sat,but as soon as Cho had seen Harry sitting in the back seats she woke up and left you <<Don’t hate me,please>> she said <<Just go>> you said smirking. She giggled and went away.
You were now sitting alone when,suddenly,Ron came and asked for a seat;<<Sure>> you replied with a big smile,he smiled back and immediately sat. <<We don’t talk so often>> the ginger boy said with a low voice <<I know,we never have the chance>> <<Now we do>>. You blushed <<We almost do. If we talk during class Slughorn will surely punish us and,to be honest, I don’t want to get another detention>> you giggled <<I didn’t know Ravenclaw could get detentions>> Ron said jokingly <<We’re full of surprises>> <<Why have you received one?>> <<I got lost in the forbidden part of the library,I didn’t do it on purpose,of course,the stairs moved>> you told him <<I know you wouldn’t do it on purpose,you seem to be a good person>> he said opening his potion book <<Thank you...>> you whispered.
<<Today we’re going to make the Amortentia-said Slughorn entering the class and beginning to show the students all the ingredients and the processes-the student who’ll make the best potion will win a very special prize:a vial of Veritaserum>>. <<Guess who won’t win> you whispered <<Me>> said Ron <<And me too>> you continued <<But you’re not bad>> said Ron <<I am>> <<I don’t think so. But since you think you are,let me make you change idea,here’s a bet:the one who makes the worst Amortentia will pay the other a Butterbeer in Diagon Alley>> <<Great. I’m gonna pay>> you said <<Don’t talk too soon>> Ron laughed.
During the class you and Ron didn’t care about winning the Veritaserum,you just cared about having fun and joke together. You also found out that Ron was right when it came to who was the worst at potions between you two:his Amortentia exploded on his face meanwhile yours worked. It wasn’t the best of the class,but you were quite proud of yourself. What really made you worry was the smell of your potion:freshly mown grass and spearmint,which was a toothpaste flavor. Who could have such a strange scent? <<See you at the Three Broomsticks this evening Y/n. I have to offer you a Butterbeer>> Ron smiled with a soot-dirty nose;you laughed <<I’ll be there>>.
That evening
<<Would you like to tell me what you smelled with the Amortentia?>> asked Ron putting two Butterbeers on the table <<It was a strange smell. You didn’t smell anything right?>> <<Y/n my potion exploded>> Ron scratched his forehead in sign of embarrassment <<Yeah you’re right-you suddenly remembered you still had with you your Amortentia-try it now>> you said taking out the vial from the pocket of your hoodie <<Why are you keeping with you the Amortentia?>> asked the Weasley <<I don’t know. I’m proud of it,just smell that damn potion Ron. I’m curious!>> you giggled. Ron opened the object and smelled the potion <<It’s good>> he smiled <<Come on,what have you smelled?>> you asked with your hands on the table <<Roses,cinnamon and fresh fruit>>.
Suddenly you were Paralyzed. You were sure it was your scent:you had some roses in your bedroom and you loved both cinnamon rolls and fresh fruit. <<Is anything wrong?>> asked Ron worried,seeing your strange reaction <<No,don’t worry>> you replied,pretending everything was fine <<What about you?>> he demanded <<I smelled freshly mown grass and spearmint. It’s strange>> Ron blushed <<So you think my scent is strange>> <<What?>> you asked in confusion <<It’s me,it’s my scent:the mown grass is due to gnome hunting and spearmint is the toothpast I use more often. It’s my favorite one>> he said calmly,almost pleased to know the news,but you were dying of embarrassment:you smelled each other’s perfume. <<Sorry I have to go-you said standing up from the chair-thanks for the Butterbeer,I had fun>>. You run away and left Ron there,all alone.
One week later
<<Why have you been avoiding me Y/n?>> asked Ron once he had met you in the Hogwarts corridors <<I haven’t been avoiding you>> you lied,trying to escape the boy <<Don’t you dare to lie! We need to talk. Had I said anything wrong at the Three Broomsticks?>> <<No you hadn’t Ron,I’ve been just...busy...>> you looked down <<I know you haven’t-the boy took your hand and got closer-please tell me what’s wrong>> <<It’s a long story>> <<I have time,please. Tell me everything. We just began to know each other and when I say I’m interested in you I’m sincere>> Ron’s eyes were shining,he could burst in tears in any second <<Come on,let’s talk about it in the library,it’s a quiet place>>.
When you and Ron had arrived at the library you sat one in front of another <<Listen Ron:you know I smelled your scent,but what you’re not aware of,is that you smelled mine>> Ron’s eyes were wide open,you could clearly see he was surprised <<So it means we’re each other’s desire? Bloody hell I would have never expected this>> <<It seems you’re right...>> <<Then what’s the problem? You don’t want to try?>> he asked <<Try? Try what?>> you demanded <<Try to make a relationship work...>> <<I don’t know,It’s just Amortentia,we’re talking about a potion that makes you obsessed with certain scents..what if you’re wrong and we’ll fuck everything up?>> you crossed you arms and looked down,you were really concerned and scared at the same time. Ron looked at you and stood up <<Listen-he took your hand and brought you closer to him,resting his free hand on the soft skin of your face-I don’t care what you think of Amortentia,I’m sure about one,and only one thing:since the last year,when Seamus decided to blow you off at the Yule Ball to dance with that brunette girl from Beauxbatons school;when we ended up talking in the owl cage I’ve been thinking about how glad I would be to have you by my side,and not only as a friend. It’s time for you to know that I’m not lying when I say I feel butterflies every time you catch my eyes in the Hogwarts corridors,and I’m not lying when I say that I was sad because you seemed to not care about talking to me...>> you interrupted the boy <<Ronald how can you think about that? I was just embarrassed to talk with you because that night,even tho we had a great time,I felt ashamed...>> <<Ashamed of what?>> Ron asked still keeping you close to his body,you could hear his heartbeat <<Of the way I was blown off for another girl who was ten times prettier than me...I felt insecure,sad,I felt like I was nothing;and today I’m still sure you spent the night with me just because you commiseed with me for what happened...>> <<Well you’re wrong:I hadn’t commiseed with you,I commiseed with the idiot that Seamus is because that night he lost the prettiest and sweetest person on earth>> once you had heard those words your heart melted,you couldn’t believe Ron was telling you such a big thing. You felt so special. <<Thank you,Ron. You have really made me happy>> you said,the boy smiled at you <<So? Will we try to make a relationship work? I want you to feel happy one hundred more times>> <<Fine. Let’s try it>> you said,kissing the boy on his soft lips.
It wasn’t magic,it was love and you’d found out soon.
Kinkmas Day 11:Ron Weasley(Edging)(Blurb)
I am so so so sorry this is super late but I do hope you enjoy. I also am sorry it is so short, didn’t really have an idea for this one.
Warnings: SMUTT, Edging, fingering, marking.
Word Count: 292
“Please please please pleaseee” I whined as Ron edged me for what felt like the 1000th time but was really only the third.
“Hmmm, I don’t know. You’ve been a bit of a brat today.” He said, slowly moving his finger inside of me.
He places a couple kisses on the inside of my thigh, sucking here and there, leaving a few marks.
“I'm sorry Ronnie, I won’t ever do it again! Please baby!” I beg, my legs shaking from having the feeling of needing to cum but not having enough stimulation.
He bites his lip and closes his eyes for a second, like he's thinking about it before, looking back down at me.
“Ok, fine” he sighs, shaking his head slightly.
“But if this ever happens again…I’m not gonna let you cum for a week. This is just a warning love.” He said, starting to move his fingers faster in me.
“OH MERLIN!” I shouted, cuming not even a second later from being edged so much.
He leans down, placing kisses on my thighs. Beginning to slow his fingers down again, helping me come down from my orgasm.
Once I've settled and my breath has evened slightly, he slowly removes his fingers. He sits up and looks down at me.
I look up at him and smile sleepily, letting out a yawn. He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head a little.
“Oh are you tired baby?” he asked, almost in a mocking tone.
I nodded slowly. Moving my arms from my sides to rest on my stomach.
He chuckles lightly, “Well that's too bad. We aren’t even done yet.” He said, leaning up on his knees to unbuckle his belt.
“Now get on your knees baby and open that pretty mouth”
‘So this is love?’- Ron Weasley Headcannons!!
• Ron had met you since the very beginning of first year. He actually had met you on the train along with Harry and Hermione. You two were good friends from that moment on.
• He had asked you out in your 3rd year and shocking enough, you guys had somehow made it to your final year together. Now of course there were ups and downs and times you guys almost broke up, but there had always been something or someone to put you two back together.
• Ron was like your oxygen, and you were his. You two were never seen without each other, always attached at the hip. Along with the whole Lavender situation, she got the hint quite quickly that he was taken whenever she saw you with him time and time again.
• Him and the twins enjoy pulling small, stupid little pranks on you. Such as leaving a fake plastic spider in between your folded clothes and scare you once you go to put them on. Another thing they had done was swap you conditioner bottle and shampoo bottle.
• Him and his personality were quite easy to love. Now, sometimes not so much, but he definitely makes up for it when he is not entirely being a pain.
• His family quite likes you and wishes that you and Ron stay together and hopefully get married. His mother has always treated you as her daughter as she only has one and would have liked another after Ginny. Ginny likes you because you are another girl she can finally talk to about things and it isn’t awkward. She told you all about her crush on Harry and you pushed her to tell him about her feelings.
• You had been apart of the Weasley family the second you chose to be friends with Ron so expect the same treatment Ron and his other’s siblings get. George and Fred will prank you to no end, steal some food from your plate just to annoy you. Meanwhile Ginny and Percy treat you kindly. Percy doesn’t acknowledge you very much, but is still kind when he sees you around- giving a smile or a small nod when he walks pasts you. With Ginny however, it’s like your new sister. Makeup, Nails, hair, therapy sleepover sessions and all!
• Once Ron joined the quidditch team, you had shown up to every game he had played and he always wore a proud little smile every time he saw you with his jacket on.
• Smells like cinnamon, pumpkin candies, old spice and peppermint toothpaste.
Ron Weasley- My Good Luck Charm
Ron Weasley
Sixth year at Hogwarts
The atmosphere at Hogwarts during Quidditch matches is electric, pulsating with euphoria and excitement. Students go all out, painting their faces in the vibrant colors of their respective houses, crafting banners, waving flags, and even plotting celebration parties in anticipation of a victorious outcome. Today marked a significant event as Gryffindor was making its debut in the season, facing off against their arch-rivals, Slytherin.
Ron Weasley, recently appointed as the guardian, found himself engulfed in nerves, his thoughts muddled and unclear. Although deserving of his spot on the team, he couldn't shake the feeling that Harry had made a grave mistake in choosing him. Gryffindor peers passed by, offering encouraging words and reminding him that today was not the day for mistakes. Ron managed a smile and a nod, yet deep down, he contemplated fleeing the Great Hall and seeking refuge in the castle's most secluded corners.
Seated at his table, Ron tried to deflect the expectant gazes of his friends, focusing solely on the breakfast plate crafted specifically for him. Hermione, sensing the tension, exchanged a knowing glance with Harry. After a brief silence, she cleared her throat, attempting to dispel the awkwardness that lingered between them.
– Today is the big day... How do you feel?– The weight of those words hung in the air as the boy took a deep breath, locking eyes with his best friends before uttering his thoughts.
– I'm going to quit. After today's game, McLaggen can take my place.–
– No, of course you won't.– Harry interjected swiftly, a frown etching his face as he sought support from Hermione with a pleading gaze. – You've been waiting for this opportunity for a whole year!–
– Well, I don't want it anymore. I know how this will all end, and I'd rather spare myself the embarrassment and the disappointed looks that everyone else will give me when that happens.–
– Good morning!– The recognizable voice sliced through the tension, causing Ron to tense up. He avoided any reaction as the girl sat next to him.– I heard that snow will fall today; it will be an interesting game.– (Y/N) smiled, grabbing a piece of toast. For the first time, she looked at her friends and her boyfriend, sensing that none of them were in good spirits. –What's wrong?–
– Ron wants to quit the team after today's game– Hermione replied, rolling her eyes and setting aside the newspaper she had been reading with interest until that moment.
– Why would you do something like that?– The girl who had just arrived observed the redhead with a grimace of confusion on her face.
– Because I'm not interested in hearing the complaints and insults of others when I lose the game.– The young man murmured, casting a sidelong glance at his girlfriend, anticipating her reaction.
– That's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard in my life.– Harry whispered, taking a sip of his orange juice. Ron raised his face to glare at him.
– I don't think I asked for your opinion, Harry. Not all of us can be as talented as you, so save the comments.– Ron stood up from the table, his facial features and muscles tense, ready to leave.
– Ron – (Y/N) stood up instantly, intending to stop him. Before she could do anything, though, Ron had already left. She sighed, shook her head, and picked up the small package he had left on the table.– I'll go talk to him... See you in a while.– Hermione nodded, giving her a small smile, and the young woman left with hurried steps, trying to catch up with the Weasley who had just departed.
Luckily, she managed to find him a few steps ahead and called out to him, but he didn't stop. (Y/N) tried once more and ran until she was behind Ron, grabbing his arm and forcing him to stop.
– Please don't make me chase you like you're a little child.–
– I'm not in the mood to talk right now, (Y/N). – The redhead muttered, turning around to face his girlfriend.– I don't want us to end up arguing because of me.–
–Then let's not do it.– (Y/N)'s grip on Ron's arm loosened, and he took her hand as they walked toward a quiet corner of the hallway, avoiding the attention of people passing by. – Listen, you can't let the nerves dominate your mind. It's normal to be anxious, but this is supposed to be fun, Ron. After all, that's why it's still a game.–
– It's easy for you to say.– He snorted, rolling his eyes. – The only thing I've heard since yesterday is how much they expect of me in this game, while the disgusting snakes have made my life miserable by reminding me of all the possible ways in which I will fail once the match starts.–
– And you are giving them the pleasure of having their words affect you. You are capable of winning this game and more, but with this mentality, you won't achieve anything. I wish I had the ability to make you feel better, but the reality is that if you don't trust yourself, there is nothing I can do about it.– Ron hesitated, listening to the girl's words, and stopped avoiding her gaze. – Give yourself the opportunity to enjoy this day and stop thinking so much about what other people think of you. –
– And what if I care what you think of me?– He whispered, relaxing his shoulders a little and intertwining her hand with his.
– My affection for you will never change because of the results of some silly games, Ron. You could be making a fool of yourself, and I'll be there cheering you on as if you were the star of the show.– Ron laughed lightly at that, and (Y/N) smiled, noticing the positive impact her words had on him.
– I don't know how you do it, but you always manage to calm me down.– His hands slide towards his girlfriend's waist, lifting her a little to bridge the height difference between them. (Y/N)'s smile widens, and she rests her arms on the shoulders of the redhead. – Thank you for putting up with my childishness.–
– You're welcome.– She laughed softly and left a small kiss on his lips before revealing a small cardboard box in his hands. – This is for you.–
Ron observed curiously as (Y/N) offered him the box, nodding to give her permission to open it for him. (Y/N) opened the small box and took out the leather bracelet inside, showing it to her favorite Weasley.
– It's a lucky charm. I don't know if it really works or brings you some peace of mind, but I wanted you to have something that will remind you that there will always be someone who believes in you no matter what.–
–(Y/N)...– A smile even bigger than the previous one appeared on his face, and he placed the young woman back on the ground to take the bracelet in his hands. – You didn't have to do this... Thank you.– He watched her for a moment, and she nodded with a smile to help him place the bracelet under the wool shirt she was wearing. – Come here.–
He pulled his girlfriend closer around her waist and lowered her face to his level, their lips now touching. (Y/N) laughed softly and tangled her hands in Ron's hair, letting the redhead kiss her as he has done many times before. Even though they had been together for a year, the butterflies in their stomachs had not faded. (Y/N)'s lips were soft and tasted like cherry from the lip balm she always wore. Kissing her was like being in the best of dreams that you didn't want to wake up from. For the girl, there was nothing better than being in Ron's arms—warm, comforting, and intense all at once. They both separated for air, and Ron rested his forehead against hers, gently touching their noses. (Y/N) slided her thumb over the redhead's blushing cheek and left another small kiss on his lips before breaking the comfortable silence between them.
–I think it's time for you to go with the others... The game is going to start soon, and we don't want you to be late.–
–I wouldn't mind doing it if it means I can kiss you again.– He laughed softly, earning a light blow to his chest.
– It's not going to happen. Also, you have to apologize to Harry for what happened a while ago.–
–Do I have to? – Ron rolled his eyes with a complaint.
–It's the right thing to do, Weasley. Don't think about it too much.–
–Okay...– He sighed, separating from her, prolonging the moment where their bodies part completely. –I hope to see you in the stands shouting for me.–
–Don't doubt it.– (Y/N) smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. –I love you, Ron.–
–And I love you too... I'll see you shortly.– The boy smiled, winked, and forced himself to turn his back, leaving with a newfound wave of confidence and tranquility in his body that a few hours ago he could never have imagined he would have, thanks to her.