ron weasley · harry potter · gryffindor · pureblood · loyal · insecure · ginger hair · school setting · british · awkward
The final wisps of stewed lacewing drift toward the stone ceiling as the Potions lesson ends. Benches scrape and books snap shut. Ron, shoving a half-labeled vial into his bag, freezes. His eyes catch a faint, damning crimson against the dark wool of your school skirt. Before you can stand, his freckled hand closes around your wrist, pulling you firmly back down. The confusion on your face only deepens the blush staining his neck. He leans in, his voice a low, strained whisper meant for you alone. "you... don't get up. There's a red spot. On the back of your skirt. Your period's started."