Catching Ron
Title: Catching Ron
Author: for_a_fantasy
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: Ron is running from his feelings for Harry. Harry has to catch him. Harry's POV
Summary: When Harry kisses Ron, everything goes downhill from there. Can Harry convince Ron that 'them' is okay?
Warnings: None. That's right, no smut. Deal with it. ;D
Notes: Thanks so much to my brilliant beta libgirl, who helped me immensely. And, yeah, the title doesn't work perfectly, but I suck at coming up with titles and it was all anyone could think of.
one.
It is nearly eleven at night on the day Harry, Ron, and Hermione have finally become Aurors.
“Night,” says Harry.
Ron is leaning against the wall outside his room. He grins lazily and replies, “What, no tuck-in and goodnight kiss?”
Harry knows it is a joke, and his lips are not supposed to touch Ron’s in response, however quickly and chastely. But he can’t resist.
Harry steps up to Ron and kisses him sweetly.
Much to Harry’s surprise, there is reciprocation before he pulls back.
Ron’s face is blank, slightly horror-struck. He stares at Harry.
Harry’s eyes frantically search Ron’s face. “Please say something,” he pleads.
Ron’s eyes come a bit closer to reality, and he opens his mouth, but words don’t come out.
Harry prompts him again; “Please say something.”
“Bloody hell, Harry,” Ron whispers hoarsely.
Ron walks into his room and shuts the door.
Harry hears the popping sound that means Ron has Disapparated.
two.
Harry Floos Hermione. He refuses to tell her what happened but makes her come to the flat.
Hermione Floos Mrs. Weasley even though Ron won’t be at the Burrow.
The clock ticks away into the morning.
Hermione brews coffee.
Harry is so worried he feels nauseous. He doesn’t know where Ron is, and it is all Harry’s fault.
Harry finally lets Hermione make him go to bed. He cannot sleep.
It is about twenty to six when Harry hears Hermione’s voice.
Hermione won’t let Ron say anything. She puts him to bed with a “Night.”
Harry winces and lets himself fall asleep.
three.
For the first Saturday in about a year, Harry, Ron, and Hermione do not need to go anywhere.
Harry waits for Ron to get up.
Ron comes out of his room, yawning. He stops when he catches Harry watching him.
Harry pretends he was reading the Daily Prophet. He ignores Ron’s gaze.
Ron knows this game. He sets his feet in motion again and acts like everything is normal.
“Why did you leave?” Harry asks after several minutes.
“Why did you kiss me is a better question,” Ron mutters as he lets Pigwidgeon out from his cage.
“You kissed me back,” Harry points out. He tries to read about Celestina Warbeck.
“Well it won’t happen again,” Ron informs him.
“Ron - ”
Ron turns and glares at Harry.
Harry continues anyway. “Ron was it that awful?”
“I dunno Harry,” says Ron.
Harry notices Ron’s fingers are slightly shaking. “Are you scared?” he blurts.
“Only of spiders!” Ron tries to joke.
“Can we…?” Harry begins to ask, but he does not know what he wants. “Tonight,” Harry tells Ron.
There is silence.
Harry knows Ron has agreed.
four.
Harry has just arrived at the flat with take-out when Ron comes home.
“I got take out,” Harry says unnecessarily. “I got your favorite.”
Ron’s eyes light up and he smiles briefly as he takes the box.
Harry gets out plates and sets the table.
Although they always do this, somehow Harry feels like he is on a date.
Ron is clearly nervous. His voice is quiet, his eyes dart around, and although he smiles, he is cautious about it.
It is almost an hour later when Harry and Ron clean up. Neither of them has finished their food.
“So,” says Harry, and sits on the couch.
“So,” echoes Ron as he sits next to him. Ron turns to face Harry.
Harry takes a breath and looks Ron in the eye. He tells him he is not going to move, that he is going to let Ron do the approaching.
Ron wipes his hands on his robes. He leans in and closes his eyes, but then he stops.
“I can’t do this Harry.”
five.
Harry and Ron stare at each other, trying to read each other’s eyes.
Harry is confused. He wants to ask something, anything, but Ron cuts him off.
“What will people think, Harry?”
“People?” Harry asks.
“People. My mum, Hermione, Tonks, Seamus…everybody,” Ron explains. He looks pained.
“Seamus?” Harry repeats.
“Don’t you remember?” says Ron incredulously. “Last week, at the pub, making fun of that bloke with the high voice?”
Harry can now remember Seamus laughing about “that poof.”
Ron is still extremely close to Harry. “I can’t do this Harry,” he repeats.
“I don’t care Ron. I only care what we want.”
Ron gulps and wets his lips nervously.
“Really,” Harry whispers to answer Ron’s unspoken question.
Ron leans forward and kisses Harry.
Everything else fades away. Time is forgotten.
Harry has never been happier in his life. He smiles into the kiss.
Ron pulls away. “Okay,” he tells Harry breathlessly, “Okay.”
six
and six again
i wake to find you
lying next to me
smilin’ sleepily
and it’ll
be all right
Author: for_a_fantasy
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: Ron is running from his feelings for Harry. Harry has to catch him. Harry's POV
Summary: When Harry kisses Ron, everything goes downhill from there. Can Harry convince Ron that 'them' is okay?
Warnings: None. That's right, no smut. Deal with it. ;D
Notes: Thanks so much to my brilliant beta libgirl, who helped me immensely. And, yeah, the title doesn't work perfectly, but I suck at coming up with titles and it was all anyone could think of.
one.
It is nearly eleven at night on the day Harry, Ron, and Hermione have finally become Aurors.
“Night,” says Harry.
Ron is leaning against the wall outside his room. He grins lazily and replies, “What, no tuck-in and goodnight kiss?”
Harry knows it is a joke, and his lips are not supposed to touch Ron’s in response, however quickly and chastely. But he can’t resist.
Harry steps up to Ron and kisses him sweetly.
Much to Harry’s surprise, there is reciprocation before he pulls back.
Ron’s face is blank, slightly horror-struck. He stares at Harry.
Harry’s eyes frantically search Ron’s face. “Please say something,” he pleads.
Ron’s eyes come a bit closer to reality, and he opens his mouth, but words don’t come out.
Harry prompts him again; “Please say something.”
“Bloody hell, Harry,” Ron whispers hoarsely.
Ron walks into his room and shuts the door.
Harry hears the popping sound that means Ron has Disapparated.
two.
Harry Floos Hermione. He refuses to tell her what happened but makes her come to the flat.
Hermione Floos Mrs. Weasley even though Ron won’t be at the Burrow.
The clock ticks away into the morning.
Hermione brews coffee.
Harry is so worried he feels nauseous. He doesn’t know where Ron is, and it is all Harry’s fault.
Harry finally lets Hermione make him go to bed. He cannot sleep.
It is about twenty to six when Harry hears Hermione’s voice.
Hermione won’t let Ron say anything. She puts him to bed with a “Night.”
Harry winces and lets himself fall asleep.
three.
For the first Saturday in about a year, Harry, Ron, and Hermione do not need to go anywhere.
Harry waits for Ron to get up.
Ron comes out of his room, yawning. He stops when he catches Harry watching him.
Harry pretends he was reading the Daily Prophet. He ignores Ron’s gaze.
Ron knows this game. He sets his feet in motion again and acts like everything is normal.
“Why did you leave?” Harry asks after several minutes.
“Why did you kiss me is a better question,” Ron mutters as he lets Pigwidgeon out from his cage.
“You kissed me back,” Harry points out. He tries to read about Celestina Warbeck.
“Well it won’t happen again,” Ron informs him.
“Ron - ”
Ron turns and glares at Harry.
Harry continues anyway. “Ron was it that awful?”
“I dunno Harry,” says Ron.
Harry notices Ron’s fingers are slightly shaking. “Are you scared?” he blurts.
“Only of spiders!” Ron tries to joke.
“Can we…?” Harry begins to ask, but he does not know what he wants. “Tonight,” Harry tells Ron.
There is silence.
Harry knows Ron has agreed.
four.
Harry has just arrived at the flat with take-out when Ron comes home.
“I got take out,” Harry says unnecessarily. “I got your favorite.”
Ron’s eyes light up and he smiles briefly as he takes the box.
Harry gets out plates and sets the table.
Although they always do this, somehow Harry feels like he is on a date.
Ron is clearly nervous. His voice is quiet, his eyes dart around, and although he smiles, he is cautious about it.
It is almost an hour later when Harry and Ron clean up. Neither of them has finished their food.
“So,” says Harry, and sits on the couch.
“So,” echoes Ron as he sits next to him. Ron turns to face Harry.
Harry takes a breath and looks Ron in the eye. He tells him he is not going to move, that he is going to let Ron do the approaching.
Ron wipes his hands on his robes. He leans in and closes his eyes, but then he stops.
“I can’t do this Harry.”
five.
Harry and Ron stare at each other, trying to read each other’s eyes.
Harry is confused. He wants to ask something, anything, but Ron cuts him off.
“What will people think, Harry?”
“People?” Harry asks.
“People. My mum, Hermione, Tonks, Seamus…everybody,” Ron explains. He looks pained.
“Seamus?” Harry repeats.
“Don’t you remember?” says Ron incredulously. “Last week, at the pub, making fun of that bloke with the high voice?”
Harry can now remember Seamus laughing about “that poof.”
Ron is still extremely close to Harry. “I can’t do this Harry,” he repeats.
“I don’t care Ron. I only care what we want.”
Ron gulps and wets his lips nervously.
“Really,” Harry whispers to answer Ron’s unspoken question.
Ron leans forward and kisses Harry.
Everything else fades away. Time is forgotten.
Harry has never been happier in his life. He smiles into the kiss.
Ron pulls away. “Okay,” he tells Harry breathlessly, “Okay.”
six
and six again
i wake to find you
lying next to me
smilin’ sleepily
and it’ll
be all right