ᴅᴀʏ 3: ғʀᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏɴ

ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ

One shot for my boo aestheticbesson

Freddie

It was a day before christmas, as always before christmas, we drive home to our families.

Some of us are already home, but some stayed a little longer, just to be with their friends.

Just like me.

I stayed a little longer in hogwards, because of Cedric and maybe because I had a crush on Ron Weasley and I could watch him across the room talking to his friends Hermione and Harry.

I'm not a stalker.

Really.

"Understood?", Cedric asked with a little smirk in his face.

"Yeah...", I answered and smiled at him.

I tried to sell him, that I was listening, but Cedric knew me too well and knew I was lying.

"What did I say than?", Cedric asked me, trying to squeeze a grin.

I sighed and looked at him apologetically. it wasn't my fault Ron looked cute.

"Alright, Freddie, you can't tell me you're not in love," Cedric said with a grin as he ruffled my long dark blond hair.

I slapped him by the hand that was in my hair. However, it was already too late my beautiful straight hair, had waves again.

"Come on, Cedric, I smoothed it out with effort," I whined and sighed.

He started laughing, idiot ...

How could I call him my best friend?

When we're two alone, he's the sweetest guy ever, besides Ron, of course.

But if he is with our circle of friends, especially with the boys. He becomes a hormone-driven, puberty boy, who has to prove himself next to them.

I rolled my eyes and got up without taking another bite of my breakfast.

I couldn't stand it anymore with the medieval idiots, so I headed for the door.

"Where to?" Cedric asked me confused and got up for a moment.

"Getting ready," I answered annoyed and ran on.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ron staring at me. I heard Hermione say something, but I was already out the door.

I ran towards the hufflepuff house before the door opened, I realized somebody was following me.

As I was scared, I didn't even look back, but ran quickly into the house and closed the door behind me.

In the girls' room I got ready and also put my suitcase in because I'm going home tonight.

When cleaning up, I noticed that I still had a gift for a certain person.

Damn, why did I forget them?

It was a gift for Ron. I actually wanted to give it to somebody from the Gryffindor house to Ron anonymously.

But the person was long gone and forgot to let me know.

I could give it to him anyway, but as a friend. You do that, don't you?

Give friends gifts?

Although I haven't even bought my sister a gift ..

Well, she can wait.

Smiling, I went out of the house, after I packed it as well as possible without it dying, and slammed against a person.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you, "I apologized about ten more times.

"It's all right, I shouldn't have stood in the way", he apologized now, only now I recognized the voice as well as the person.

It was Ron.

"Why did you stand here? Did you follow me?", I asked him confused, but then realized how sour I had to sound like.

"Not that it was bad, only I got scared and you could have knocked," I added, smiling at him afterwards.

Ron smiled nervously back at me, next to he got something out.

"I, er, wanted to give you something, friendly, of course," he stuttered nervously, handing me a present.

It looked very beautiful on the outside, that I already had a bad conscience to unpack it at all.

Before I opened it, I took out his gift and gave it to him.

"Cedric helped me, just so you know," I informed him.

You never know.

He grinned slightly and shook it slightly until I warned him not to do that, what made me giggle.

"Are we unpacking it?" Ron asked me, I nodding and began to count till three.

We both opened the gifts, when I opened Ron's gift to me, I found a wonderful gold chain with my name engraved on it.

Afterwards I realized, that it could be opened, there was an old kindergarten picture of Ron and me.

Touched, I stared at the picture, it was wonderful and so far the most beautiful gift I've received lately.

"Ron, it's wonderful, thanks," I thanked him smiling and looked at him.

"A new rat, thanks, I already felt alone without a pet," he also thanked me and started to laugh as the rat tried to climb on me.

When the rat climbed up my shoulder, then over my head, Ron blushed a bit.

"Er ..", he cleared his throat and pointed up, I followed his finger until I noticed what he meant.

"Oh, mistletoe," I just said, watching him again.

Shall we kiss?

After all, it is mistletoe or not?

"Well, kiss her," someone shouted from a portrait and went back to his position.

OK?

But before I could do or could say anything, Ron pulled me over and kissed me.

Smooth ...