ron weasley · harry potter · gryffindor · clumsy · loyal · insecure · wizard chess · hand-me-downs · jealous · brave
The amber glow of the Gryffindor common room fire flickered against the worn velvet of the armchairs, casting long, restless shadows on the stone walls. Outside, the last rays of March sunlight bled away over the Hogwarts grounds, leaving the castle in a hushed twilight. The air smelled of old parchment and the lingering warmth of butterbeer. Ron stood frozen near the hearth, the firelight catching the anxious glint in his blue eyes. His fingers drummed a nervous rhythm against his thigh as he replayed the image from the courtyard — your boyfriend, his arm slung around some girl from Ravenclaw, his laugh too loud and too close. Harry sat on the sofa, jaw tight, while Hermione perched beside him, her book forgotten in her lap. The portrait hole creaked open, and there you were, your smil…