A Summer With You

3.) mistakes

As quick as it started, it ended.

"I'm sorry," Ron blurted. "That was a mistake."

Mistake. I had just admitted my feelings to myself because of that kiss, and he thought it was a mistake. Great. Absolutely great.

"Right," my voice just below a whisper. I rushed passed him and into the hall. I ran up to Ginny's room with tears in my eyes.

Luckily, the lot of them were still outside or down in the living room. Merlin, I didn't care where they were, as long as it wasn't here.

I took a deep break and tried to stop the tears. I don't know why I was so upset, it's not like I was in love with him. I couldn't be mad. It was a random kiss and it didn't matter. It was a spur of the moment thing. Nothing serious.

As these thoughts kept playing in my head, I felt better. Maybe I didn't actually like Ron, and it was just an impulsive feeling.

Whatever, it didn't matter. All I knew was things would be awkward with Ron, again. Great. Just what I need. More awkwardness with my best friend.

I watched through the window as it started to rain. It resembled how I felt. I heard the squeals of Ginny and Hermione as they made their way inside. By this time, I'm sure everyone was inside. I decided I should go downstairs with everyone else so they wouldn't get suspicious.

"Kat, how's your eye?" Ginny asked as I made my way down the stairs.

"It's good, your mum fixed it up pretty well," I responded. I noticed Ron wasn't downstairs. Probably sulking in his room about how he just kissed the last person he would ever want to kiss.

"Where's Ron?" Harry asked me.

"How should I know?" I questioned.

"I saw him come in with you," Harry responded.

"Oh, right, I dunno," I replied. "Probably went to his room."

"Alright," Harry said. He walked past me and up the stairs, probably going to make out with Ron. He'd rather it be Harry than me I suppose.

I spent the rest of my day trying to cheer myself up by conversing with Hermione and Ginny, but everytime Ron came into subject or he appeared behind one of the two girls, my heart broke a little.

I don't know why I was so hurt. I just realized I had feelings for him. What about him thinking the kiss was a mistake made me feel so hurt? Apart of me wanted to go into his room and kiss him again. The other part wanted to go into his room and yell at him. Yell at him for not liking me back, and for hurting me.

"Kat, you seem down," Hermione told me. "What's going on?" She asked, concerned.

Ginny, Hermione, and I were sitting on Ginny's floor. They had been gossiping about some boy and apparently Hermione noticed my lack of interest. Normally I'd be chatting away, but this time I wasn't.

"Promise you won't tell anyone," I said. I made them pinky swear.

"We promise," they said in unison, holding onto either one of my pinkys.

"Okay, so when Ron took me inside, and after Molly healed me up, Ron followed me into the bathroom and we sorta, maybe, kind of kissed," I blurted.

"Oh, Kat that's great!" Hermione exclaimed.

"But that doesn't explain why you're so down," Ginny added.

"The thing is, I realized my feelings for your brother, Ginny. I really like him. He, on the other hand, said it was a mistake," I sighed. Reliving the moment brought back all the feelings of when it truly happened. My heart hurt.

"That git," Ginny said angrily. "This is no excuse, but he struggles to show his feelings. He gets confused and says stupid stuff like that."

"Oh, Kat, I'm so sorry," Hermione said apologetically.

"It's fine, really," I assured. "It was probably just an impulsive act, there was nothing to it."

"Except for your feelings for him, Kat," Hermione said. "You like him!"

"I know, I know," I replied. "Lets just forget it okay, I'm trying to just forget about it."

"Okay, but if you ever need me to punch a bastard I will," Ginny responded. I laughed at her remark. I was glad to have my two best friends by my side.

Suddenly, a knock was heard at the door. "Ginny, dinners ready."

Ron's voice echoed through the room. We all glanced at each other, as we were just talking about him.

We headed down for dinner.

Ron's POV:

I had gone to Ginny's room to tell the lot of them dinner was ready. That's when I heard her speak.

"The thing is, I realized my feelings for your brother, Ginny. I really like him. He, on the other hand, said it was a mistake," she said sadly. No, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant, I wanted our first kiss to be different. Maybe when we were actually together. I was sorry she didn't give me consent before I kissed her as well. It wasn't a mistake. Damn me and my choice of words.

"That git," Ginny said angrily. "This is no excuse, but he struggles to show his feelings. He gets confused and says stupid stuff like that."

It's true. I do struggle showing my emotions correctly. Obviously.

"Oh, Kat, I'm so sorry," Hermione said apologetically.

"It's fine, really," Kat assured the two of them. "It was probably just an impulsive act, there was nothing to it."

"Except for your feelings for him, Kat," Hermione said. "You like him!"

That's right. She likes me back. I was so nervous about kissing her. I hoped she felt the same. But when she walked out without saying a word, I thought she thought it meant nothing. But she likes me?!

"I know, I know," she replied. "Lets just forget it okay, I'm trying to just forget about it."

She wants to forget about it? I know I hurt her but that was one good kiss. For real though, it hurt knowing she wanted to forget it.

"Okay, but if you ever need me to punch a bastard I will," Ginny responded. She laughed at Ginny's comment. The laugh that made my bad days turn into good days. The laugh I could listen to for hours and never get over it.

My thoughts subsided and I knocked on the door. "Ginny, dinners ready."

With that, I left the hall and went down the stairs. Blimey, I was hungry after all that talk.

Katrina's POV:

Dinner was just as awkward as breakfast was a few days ago. Ron and I would share glances every now and then. Every time my heart would break even more. Trying to forget what had happened while also spending the summer with the person you're trying to forget was extremely difficult.

I looked up at Ron. He was already looking at me. Instead of looking away, I held my gaze. I glared at him, sending daggers his way. He looked at me innocently. As if he had done nothing wrong. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. Luckily, no one heard my scoff, as everyone was conversing animatedly with each other.

After dinner, I stayed down with Hermione and Ginny. We were sitting on the couch in the living room. The two of them were gossiping about boys they fancied. Hermione was planning on asking out Dean Thomas, while Ginny swooned over Harry.

"Hermione, I didn't know you fancied Dean!" I exclaimed as she told us her plan.

"I know," she blushed. "I hardly talk to him, I get so nervous."

We continued to gossip about boys and soon it was time for bed. The three of us walked up the stairs and into Ginny's bedroom.

That night, I couldn't sleep. The kiss between Ron and I kept replaying in my mind. Why did he think it was mistake? Did he really dislike me that much?

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