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REDVINES!
“You’ll WHAT?!”
“I’ll... get the wizard cops on you and you... you’ll be fired!”
i feeling it’s starter call time, y’all know the drill
A small laugh fell from his lips at that. He was glad she still felt she could tease him about things.
“I mean, I could keep being the asshole I was being before… All of this. But, I don’t really want to be that cruel to you.”
Ron rubbed the back of his neck self consciously, aware that he probably sounded really sappy right then.
“We could just say you called me out on my shitty behaviour and I’m working on it or something?”
They could do this. After all, despite everything that had come before, they were still friends. Even though that part was still up for question.
"I wouldn't exactly complain about a change to that, honestly. But, you know, your reputation with Harry and all."
Hands rose in a mock surrender and she brought a smile back to her lips. Like they had anything to lose now, god forbid.
"Like anyone would believe that. But you've got it. We've got this. Shouldn't be that hard to do."
A moment passed after Hermione spoke–a moment in which Draco pursed his lips, staring her down. The Slytherin crossed his arms, shaking his hair from his face with a quick movement of his head. “Well, I couldn’t very well keep all of the fun I’ll be having from you. What kind of a friend would I be if I did?”
“Friend?” And that still wasn’t the first time Draco introduced that word either. An eyebrow raised at the idea, waiting a second or two before she was letting a gentle breath out. “I would hardly say that. As much as the thought is appreciated, and it really is, I don’t think that is quite necessary.”
Harry… He’d been talking to Harry. “Right… Yeah - I should get back to…”
But he didn’t want to go, and he certainly didn’t want to go back to how it was before they kissed.
He couldn’t start being super nice to her either - that would be suspicious and Ron knew Harry would work it out. Harry knew how Ron felt, after all…
“Hey… Maybe I could not be such a jerk to you? Like - I’ll only be kind of a jerk.”
Maybe he could be the guy she deserved.
“I mean, it’s for the we just-- so yeah.”
Because that doesn’t make anything that less awkward, but go figure. There was no easy way of doing this and that she had a feeling it wouldn’t get easier.
And she would admit, being treated with a little more respect was a pretty nice idea. But, of course, he had a reputation to protect.
She was always doomed to be the girl to be picked on, yet she didn’t mind. Even when Ron was an asshole, that did nothing to stop her feelings.
“Kind of a jerk. I guess I can’t stop you. Couldn’t ask too much from you now, could we?”
“Oooh, Miss Smarty witch eh? Go home to your cats.”
“That’s a thing to be admired, okay. You go home to your cats.”
“Shut up, what do you know? You’re a rabbit. Go eat carrots and annoy some bald hunters.”
“Brightest witch of my age, so. More than you. And you can’t tell me what to do.”
“That was one time and one time only.”
“And not to mention he still lives to kick your ass.”
“I’m a villain, I don’t need maturity.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot. Given you got beaten by a baby and all.”
“What’s that, I can’t hear you over the sound of my laughter.”
“Very mature. Laugh all you want. I don’t even care.”
A high wheezy laugh emitted from him. “That’s funny, I thought you were an angora rabbit.”
“Ha, ha. Very funny. And look who’s opening their mouth.”
“Wouldn’t that make you a muggle?”
“... yes? A muggleborn, technically.”
“Are they dentists or something?”
“They are. Muggle ones, at that.”
“Why does sugar exist? It just makes you fat and burns your throat yet it makes things taste so good.”
“And to rot your teeth, as my parents always say. But you’ve basically got it.”
❝You’d think killing people
would make them like you,
but it doesn’t, it just…..
it just makes them dead! ❞
Send me ✵ to catch my muse under the mistletoe!