"Just leave me alone!" You yell at the boy you despised, Ron Weasley.
"Come on, don't be that way love." He says, flirting with you, he always did that.
"Just cut it out, Ronald!" You storm out of the room and sit on the couch.
He was as bad as Malfoy, sometimes even worse. You crossed your arms and sulked. You knew Harry, your best friend, would want to see what happened, but he never came.
"Hey." You hear a familiar voice say.
You turn your head to see Ron standing behind you, a look of sorrow on his face, it almost made you feel pity for him. You roll your eyes and don't look back.
"I just wanted to say sorry." He says, but you don't look back.
"I was just nervous is all, I think I like you." He says quietly, this time you whip your head around.
"Ron, you what?!" You say, shocked.
He sits next to you and places his hand on yours. For once in your life, you felt something special towards him. As he leaned in closer, you did too. Your lips finally touched, and you felt better then ever. You 2 broke away, and Ron laughed.
"Love ya." He laughs.
"I hate you, Ronald Weasley, I can't stand you!" You say, then pull him in and kiss him again.
"Thanks." He smirks, and you know he felt the spark too.
