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Aside from secretly kissing in the bathroom stalls in the BAU, you hadn't really spent time with Spencer outside as a couple. While making out in one of the stalls, Spencer interrupts. "Uhm, do you want to go on a date this Saturday? We can go get coffee or anything you'd like," So when Spencer finally asked you on a date, you tried to keep your voice down when you excitedly agreed. "That sounds perfect." You grinned as you pulled him in.

The past days have been so rainy, but the sun finally shone just in time for your date with Spencer. It's really meant to be. It was exquisite. The early morning was the perfect time to go to a café. At your apartment, you were preparing. You looked yourself at the mirror. Who is this beautiful lady? You applied some lipstick and made a kissy face in the mirror. You felt really giddy for the first time. You weren't this excited on any of your dates with other guys. But they didn't matter. Only Spencer matters. You pulled your black leather jacket on and wore your brown boots. You kept peeking at the window of your apartment, trying to spot him. Why were you acting so juvenile? Gosh, keep it down, would you, you thought to yourself. You might drive Spencer crazy, haha. You wore pretty pearl earrings with your brown scarf. You were bundled up for the fall weather. Why did you feel nervous? You've known Spencer for so long. The little blue birds chirped outside the window. Spencer already knows where your apartment is located since he'd been already there a couple of times when you were friends. It was fun thinking about the fun times you had when he was secretly crushing on you. And you kind of did, too. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It had to be Spencer. Running to the door, out of breath, you opened the door. "Hi Spencer," you smile lovingly. He was holding a bouquet of dainty little flowers. Just the ones you liked. "Hi, this is for you." He gave you the flowers in an ackward but Spencer kind of way. "You are so sweet, thank you." You take the flowers and put it in a vase. "You can come inside." Spencer enters the apartment and smells a combination of cinnamon, vanilla, and the scent of the flowers he brought you. He was wearing a brown jacket with his messenger bag over it. "Your apartment smells good," complimented Spencer. "Really? Thanks. " You put the vase on top of the table. "There's a coffee shop I saw around the block. Maybe you'd like that?" He asked. "Sure." Truth was, you could go anywhere it didn't really matter for you as long as you were with Spencer. So you and Spencer Reid decided to go tothe nearest one. You locked your apartment and went down the stairs with Spencer. While discussing one of the recent cases you had worked on, the one in Alaska kept both of you talking while walking. You notice a little man walking his dog. "Aw, what a cute dog," you show Spencer. "Have you ever had any pets?" He asked you. "I've had a huge array of different pets. When I was a child, my grandmother gave me a turtle. "What's really cool is that Leatherback Turtles or The The Leatherback or Dermochelyscoriacea can grow up to 8 feet and weigh up to 2000 pounds. Spencer says in a semi-serious tone. "They've been the largest turtles even since the dinosaur age."

"The only turtle I know is the one that's a ninja and eats pizza." You shrugged. The fall athmosphere was romantic and cosy, and the auburn leaves fell from the trees onto the hard stone ground. Finally you arrived at the café. The café was packed with people, and it looks like you weren't the only one who wanted to enjoy this delightful weather. When you entered the café the aroma of coffee beans and vanilla was the first thing that you smelled. You scan the bustling room, and you spot an empty table. "Go save us a seat. " You point to the empty table. "I'll go order, what do you want?" You asked him. "Uh, can you get me a black with 5 sugars?" He asked politely. "5 sugars?" Spencer took out his brown leather wallet, worn out by time, and reached for money. You quickly notice this and try to stop him. "No, I'll pay." Then you look closely at Spencer's wallet and see something really funny, a picture of you from the time you went for dinner with the team. You two secretly snuck out and got a photo together at a photobooth. "You keep a photo of me in your wallet?" You ask, grinning. Spencer looked to you and answered, "I think you look pretty here." He held the picture up, and the sunshine shone on the photo. "Why?" You ask, curious. "I just like seeing your face every day, even if it's just a photo of you," He answers softly. "I should keep one of you too." You smile. Suddenly, you thought of a great idea. "Let's go to a photobooth afterwards!" You pause looking for a response. "Sure." Spencer looks at you with his pretty eyes. "There's one around the block, but let's get some coffee first." After ordering a latte and a black coffee with an enormous amount of sugar, you wait outside with Spencer.

Spencer takes a leave out of your hair. "It fell on you." He laughs gently. "Keep it, that's a rare artifact," you say jokingly. After getting the orders, both of you sip the drinks while walking together. "Isn't that too sweet?" You ask teasingly. "No, it's just right." Spencer tries to hold your hand, and you let him. His hand was warm and soft. You've never really held his hand in public. It was really sweet of him. "How romantic of you?" You laugh. Spencer blushes lightly. "Let's just hope nobody that knows us sees us," you say half-joking. "I think they already know," Spencer says unexpectedly. "Really? I thought we were doing such a great job at hiding it. " You try not to laugh by covering your mouth with your scarf. "Morgan kept teasing me about you. They definitely know, " Spencer says a little embarrased. "I don't care." You try to act proud. "At least they know I'm dating the smartest person in the whole FBI," you joked. You were kind of okay with them 'knowing'. "Paul won't be happy about it," Spencer said, grinning, looking cocky. "Who's that?" Confused, you didn't remember a Paul. "The guy went on the bad date with" Spencer pauses, "He's new. He's in the terrorist department." Oh...the name's Paul, not Jake or John.. You cringed at the thought of the guy. "Don't even remind me." You fake-cry. "Traumatic, really." After walking for a while, you finally reach the photobooth. "Let's goooo" you drag Spencer in the booth. You dropped a few dollars in the slot. "Do we smile?" Spencer asks. 3...2...1 Both of you did funny faces 3....2...1 You pull in Spencer for a kiss, one that he wasn't expecting. "Hey!" He laughs, happy. "Shhhh, there's another one-" You pretend to panic. 3...2...1 The machine printed the photos, and you took it to see.

"Oh gosh," You cover your face with your hand. "What?" Spencer asks, raising his brow. "I look so- My hair! It's all weird. " You protest. "You look beautiful. What do you mean?" Spencer coughs. "You look really cute here, so I guess it's alright." You sigh. You take out your wallet and put one of the photostrips in it. "Here's yours." You gave the other one to him. "Thank you." For a moment, both of you didn't talk and just stared at each other. Are we thinking about doing the same thing? You silently asked Spencer through a look. Spencer gave a look that said, Yes absoloutely. In the speed of light, Spencer pulled you into a kiss. Which lasted very long. After half an hour, a voice startled the both of you. "Hello? Are you guys finished?" Both of you burst into laughter.

A/N : the criminal minds fandom is actually so so so supportive like i think i gained more followers the past couple of days than my whole 7 months here. like im so surprised yet super happy ty all sweet angels ♡

also my tumblr kept glitching for an hour and I had to re-edit this post 6 times. I was so close to crashing out

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"Love can be found in unexpected places. Sometimes we go out searching for what we think we want and we end up with what we’re supposed to have.”

– Kate McGahan

Dates are where you're supposed to find love, right? Well, you were on a date. Possibly the worst date of your entire existence. There had been this guy who just couldn't take "No" for an answer. Jake, or was it John? You forgot his name. He kept nagging you for a date, so feeling exhausted, you finally agreed. He picked the date spot, a steakhouse. You don't even eat meat. The restaurant felt stuffy and sticky. Pictures of cowboys were on the wall. The average American steakhouse, and your date was sitting across you. "What a waste of my day off." You sighed to yourself. There was absolutely no way this guy had a chance with you. "I'm even wearing my good clothes," which consisted of a turquoise low-cut henley with the pretty buttons that complimented your earrings. "You look good," the man said. You suddenly felt uncomfortable, "You look sharp" That was a lie. A very beautiful blonde waitress comes to take your order holding a bronze clipboard. "Howdy! Welcome to Randy's Steakhouse" She said in the most deadpan voice. You visibly cringed. "What can I get ya'll?" Her eyes seemed to say 'I'm sorry, I have no choice' which made you feel a little empathy for her. Your date whose name you couldn't remember, didn't even acknowledge the waitress. "One tomahawk, well done" and he looked to you. "How about you?" He asked. "Uhm, I'll have a salad." You answered. He snorted, "Really a salad? That's disgusting. Get something proper." The thing was, you didn't eat meat despite telling him a hundred times. You stood firm on your ground. "A salad." You smiled at the waitress who wrote it down eagerly. "Alright, serving time is 10-15 minutes." And left abruptly. Noooo don't leave me alone with him you thought to yourself. The silence was loud. "So, you work as an FBI agent." He said to break the silence. "Yes." You said with an uninterested tone. He suddenly looked flirtatious. "Handcuffs, right?" He said with a wink. Disgusting. You rolled your eyes. Throughout the date, you could only think of one person, and one person only, Spencer Reid. Which was weird because he wasn't even there, and he wasn't your date. Deep inside, you kind of wish how he was your date instead. You thought about how he wouldn't be rude and how he would be cute and sweet and kind and perfect. "Are you even listening?" Your thoughts about Spencer got interrupted by the aggravating voice of your real annoying date. Suddenly your phone rang. It was Hotch. Thank God. You answered the phone. "Sorry to ruin your evening, but we have a case. Please be here as fast as you can." Hotch said over the phone. "Thank you so much. You don't know how you just saved me right now." You looked over the date. He looked pissed that your attention wasn't on him. As you put your phone in your bag, preparing to leave the date coughed. "I'm sorry, I have to leave." You said in the most sincere voice. "Duty calls." You tried to crack a smile. "Whatever. All you women are like that. Leaving me 'lone." He said, annoyed. "Uhm. Sure.." You said as you left.

As you entered the BAU you sighed. That, was a disaster. You saw JJ, Emily and Penelope enter as well. They were shopping for little Henry. They all looked absoloutely lovely. You felt bad because they had invited you but you had to decline because of that horrid date. Now you had wished that you went with them instead. Penelope was the first one to spot you. She ran up to you smiling. "You look stunning!" She said, eyes sparkling. "Now you look darling" You grinned. "How much did you spend on shopping?" You asked teasingly. "It doesn't matter, I'm getting my paycheck tomorrow" Penelope giggled. You had forgotten to get some files so you quickly went to your desk to get it. JJ and Emily waved at you cheerily as they entered the conference room with Garcia.

As you entered the conference room you could feel the akwardness creeping it. Oh gosh. You just remembered how you'd look like. Nobody besides Penelope has really seen you like this. But it looks like everyone was in such a hurry that they were still in their outside clothes. It was quite a shock to see everyone look different, well some looked the same. Like how Hotch and Spencer looked exactly the same. You smile awkwardly "I was on a date" You explained yourself. Why did you expose myself like that? You felt like banging your head on the door. Hotch just nodded and Morgan chuckled. You quickly sat down in your seat next to Spencer. Who had been staring at you since you entered the room. "With who?" He asked in a whisper. JJ was preparing to present. He sounded a tad bit jealous, no, he was just being nice, right? "Nobody important" You paused "It was terrible" You said softly. Rossi looked at you, "How terrible?" He asked. "He had a thing for handcuffs." You answered briefly. "Ah." JJ started presenting the case. "There's been a series of murders in a small town in Alaska. Three people have been killed in less than a week" As she continued talking you couldn't help but feel Spencer staring at you. He was obviously very distracted. Maybe it was the low-cut henley. Whatever it was you felt a bit flustered. "Any questions?" JJ asked the team. "Was he handsome?" Penelope asked you teasingly.

The team were on the plane to Alaska, in their work clothes now, thankfully. You sat next to Spencer with JJ in front like usual. Morgan was listening to music in his headphones next to Garcia, who was on her laptop. Hotch and Rossi sat together talking about one of the older cases. Emily was in the bathroom. You were chatting with JJ about Henry. Spencer was listening intently while reading a book. JJ laughed, "He is just so clingy to me. He doesn't even let Will carry him!" After a while, the chatter died down, and almost everyone on the plane was asleep. You slowly drifted off to sleep, laying your head on the wall. When you woke up, you saw that Spencer's head was on your shoulder, and that made you feel like you had butterflies in your stomach. He looked really cute asleep. You probably shouldn't think of your coworker like that. His messy brown hair was covering his pretty doe eyes. You brushed the hair out of his face gently. You couldn't help but stare at lovely features. He looked so peaceful when he wasn't rambling about smart people things. You sighed. JJ was asleep, good, nobody saw you commit that awfully romantic action. But you couldn't help but smile to yourself as you drifted to sleep. As soon as you closed your eyes, Spencer opened his. Little did you know, Spencer was awake, and he too felt butterflies in his stomach.

As they arrived in Alaska, the day passed by quickly. The town was a small one who were obviously shook by the recent events. You had spent the whole day with Spencer, and he couldn't look you in the eye. Geez, what was it that you did to him? As the busy day ended, the team decided to stay at Carol's Tavern. The team kept talking about the case and how different it was. You couldn't help but feel a little bit sleepy from the day. Everyone looked cozy in their outfits fit for the cold of Alaska. Hotch came back from talking with an employee. "There's only 4 rooms available. We will have to share rooms." He said. Emily and JJ, Hotch and Rossi, Spencer and Morgan and You and Garcia were the initial pairings. "Is this alright with everyone?" Hotch asked. Morgan quickly answered. "I'm not sleeping with Reid." Garcia chimed in."He can share with me. " You did the math. Uh oh. Wait. I object! You said in your mind. This means you had to share a room with Spencer. Hotch looked at you for approval, "Are you okay with sharing with Spencer?" You nodded. "Be careful, he wets the bed," Morgan teased. "No I don't!"

You entered the bedroom with Reid. It was pretty small but lovely nonetheless. The wallpaper looked ancient, with flowers engraved on it. There were two single beds that had very puffy pillows. "You can have the bed near to the wall," Said Spencer nicely. He knew you so well. You sat by the bed nearest to the wall. You began unpacking your things. The lamp was on, and as a result of it, the room was a warm orange colour. "I am going to take a bath now," you said. Spencer just blinked at you. "Sorry I just felt like I had to announce that to you" Ackward.. "Okay" He replied, unpacking his things on the floor. Showering felt like forever. You had to plan it right. You couldn't shower too quickly, or else Spencer would probably wonder if you had ever showered at all and you couldn't shower too long or else you would be hogging it. Just right, you thought to yourself after showering for 25 minutes. You stepped out of the shower in a blue cotton camisole and some very comfortable short shorts. Emphasis on the short. But it wasn't really your fault. You didn't know that you would be sharing a room with Spencer Reid! Otherwise, you would have packed some appropriate sleepwear. Spencer tried his best not to stare. But you kind of noticed that he did. Why did you like that? "My turn" Spencer then proceeded to take a bath for 38 minutes. And you were worried about showering for too long. He was wearing a NASA shirt that was obviously too big for him, and you found that kind of cute. Spencer was reading a book on his bed. You were tucked in your own little bed, too. It felt a bit lonely and a bit too quiet. Trying to strike up a conversation, you ask softly, "What are you reading?" You look at Spencer in his night clothes. "War and peace," He answers, smiling at you. "Is it good?" You ask, curious. "Mhmmm" He answers. He puts down the book. You feel a bit embarrassed, "I'm sorry if I'm distracting you, just continue reading." Well, truth was, Spencer was a little distracted. But not from your talking. From how enchanting you looked. The orange hue of the light highlighted your beauty even more. "It's okay. I finished it" He turns to you, buried by the puffy pillows.

"Can I ask you something?" You felt nervous. What was Spencer trying to ask you? "Sure, ask away" You say in a hushed tone. "Was your date really terrible?" He asked. "Yeah, I didn't want to go on a date with that guy. I was kind of coerced to. " You paused, staring into Spencer's eyes. "He seems rather awful," Spencer said, annoyed at the thought of this guy going on a date with you. "They don't really know me like you do, you know me so well that's why I'm in love with you" You said, obviously not thinking about how it sounded like. Oh no. You did not just say that. It sounds like you're in love with Spencer. Oh gosh, you weren't, right? You just told him that you're in love with him. This is not going according to plan. How would Spencer react to what you just said? He flushed a shade of pink. "Really?" He said in a squeaky manner. You wanted to sink into the puffy pillows and disappear. "I'm so sorry that came out way differently than how I thought it would-" You swore that Spencer looked disappointed, or maybe it was just really dark or the orange light was distorting your eyesight. "So you aren't in love with me?" He asked softly. "Do you want me to be?" You asked cautiously. "If you are, then yes" He smiled. "Then consider me in love with you, Dr. Spencer Reid," You smiled so hard that you couldn't stop.

After what felt like an hour, you were just staring into the ceiling. "Can I ask you something again?" Spencer was also staring, but he was staring at you rather than the ceiling. "As long as it's a question where I don't end up confessing my love for you," You gushed. "Can I sleep in your bed?" He paused. "I can't sleep" This was going fast. "I don't see why not" You smile. "Unless you really do wet the bed" You teased. You moved to the side of the bed and sat down watching Spencer move in with you. He looked so cute. When both of you were tucked in the sheets whispering things in a secretive manner, Spencer said something that made your heart stop. "You mean a lot to me, and I really am in love with you too." Both of you slept soundly that night, and you woke up in Spencer's arms.

A/N : this took me 2 hours to write and it's by far my longest written fanfic. I'm so happy and proud of myself, (in a good way - faye webster starts playing) please consider leaving a heart or following I really didn't expect this to take so long. atleast it isnt 2 hours of doomscrolling sigh.. also I saw someone write a fanfiction with 10k words. how. pls share the secrets

Spencer Reid was in the grocery. Somewhere he was rarely seen, but he finally decided to go to because ordering takeout for the hundredth time wasn't particularly the best idea. It was getting late, 8 in the evening to be precise, few people were in the grocery. As Spencer entered the grocery he the athmosphere was warm and cozy, something you wouldn't expect from a grocery store. The evening was gloomy and dark, it was nights like these that he liked enjoyed at home reading books. But tonight was different because he was outside, and he couldn't wait to go home. He was now at the 3rd aisle he heard a voice muttering at the end of the aisle. He turned to see a pretty woman searching for something eagerly. Her forehead was creased signaling how focused she was in finding what she was looking for. There was something different with her, amongst the tired people at the grocery she seemed full of like and expression. Spencer couldn't resist not looking, he felt a teeny bit of curiousity. How important could this thing be that this girl is so determained to find? So he did something he probably wouldn't ever do, he went up to her. "What are you looking for?" asked Spencer, hoping to help (It was his second time at the grocery but he had already memorized where everything was located) "Oh, you just some hazelnuts," The woman answered, surprised by him asking. "I just can't find those stupid hazelnuts and my ego is just too high to ask for any help. Like always," She laughed. Spencer likes the sound of her laughter. She stood up and turned to Spencer, feeling delighted that someone noticed her woes. "Well, hazelnuts are one of the best nut sources of vitamin E and phenolic compounds, which shield cells from oxidative stress and reduce chronic inflammation, it's a really nice nut actually" Spencer fidgeted his fingers. "You learn something new everday, huh?" She smiled contagiously. Spencer didn't realize how he was rambling about hazelnuts at 8pm to a random stranger. "Oh, and the hazelnuts are in aisle 4, right besides the pecans and the almonds" But she couldn't help but look confused at him. "Do you work here or something?" she asked in delight. "No, uhm I work under the FBI" Spencer said with no ill-intent. "I would have never guessed" She chuckled, "That's really cool! It's way better than what I do" She replied. "What do you do?" Asked Spencer. "I work temporarily work at the library around the block," She paused, "I'm still finding my way around here, as you can see" She was sweet and easy to talk to. "Thanks for helping me , I owe you" She grinned. Spencer couldn't help but smile too. "It was really nice meeting you, I'm (name)" She held out her hand. "I'm Spencer, Dr. Spencer Reid" He shook her hand. "I'm going to get those hazelnuts now, bye!" She then began to walk away to find the esteemed hazelnuts at aisle 4. Spencer watched her as she went further away almost losing sight of her. But he could just *hear* Morgan's voice in his head telling him how on earth was he letting her leave without asking for her number. "Wait, (name)!" Spencer called out to her. He walked up to her, figuring out how to phrase what he wanted to say,"-You told me you owed me one, so I just wondered if it's alright for me to uhm, ask you, for your number?" Spencer asked as politely as he could. "-If it's alright with you of course" He added. "Sure, why not?" She pulled a light blue notepad from her bag and wrote down her number on it, and handed it to Spencer. He accidentally touched her hand for a fraction of a second but it was enough to set Spencer's heart beating loudly. "Here you go." She smiled. "I'll hear from you soon?"

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A/N : I started watching the show again since I stopped at season 3 a few years back and I'm currently on season 7 after only watching for a month. i hope you liked it. I also tried a different format for this post and I think i'll stick to it.

: Arriving at the burrow, you didn't expect such a warm greeting from your boyfriend's family. "Oh dear! You are so pretty indeed" Molly's happy voice came from the kitchen as she walked to you and Ron. Somewhat embarrased you said, "Oh no, you shouldn't flatter me" You look to Ron, who was besides you and you could tell he was very embarrased as well, "What pretty hair too!" You blush, "Thank you," Ginny enters the room looking happy to see you. "Oh hi (name)!" She said sweetly. Molly smiles at you, "I've prepared dinner, Arthur is in the dining room, the twins are upstairs and Percy's in his room."

Fred and George step down the stairs sensing your arrival. "Where did you get this one?" They asked Ron in sync. "Uhm, hi" You wave. Ron looks at them grouchily, "You already know (name). Don't pretend you don't know her"

"Geez, can't handle a joke?" Fred laughs. George smirks, "Oh we see how you are practically with (name) every second of the day, we were starting to think that you two might be conjointed twins!" Ron was going to say something but you laughed and he didn't seem to mad anymore.

When you entered the dining room, the different aromas and scents enticed you. Arthur puts down a rubber duck, "Ah. Hello, you must be (name/lastname)?" You nod, "Yes, thank you for inviting me here" You sit down. Slowly the seats in the Weasley table filled up. As everyone finally settled in, Molly greets you again. "You are such a lovely girl, I know that you'll be perfect for Ron." Ginny rolls her eyes "As if Ron's any good-" Ron glanced at you then started to eat without saying anything. As the family started to eat you couldn't help but notice their family dynamic.

It was one that was a good one, you concluded. As you ate the delicous meal Molly made, you noticed how Ron kept stealing glances as you, as if he was looking for you approval. "This is amazing" You compliment Molly. "Oh thank you sweetie!" She replied happily. Once everyone finished eating, the Weasley's went to the living room.

Uh oh, this was what you were dreading the most. Talking with them. It was ackward and it kind of felt like an interview. But the comfort and love the meal Molly made earlier made those icky feelings wash away. As you chat with the Weasleys, you realise how nice Ron's family is. Or atleast how nice they were to you. (they weren't as nice in Ron's stories.) They weren't perfect but they were unbelievely sweet. Sweeter than a thousand chocolate frogs.

Once the evening was over you, you thanked Molly and Arthur a hundred times and over. Or atleast that's what it felt like. "Its our pleasure" They said smiling. You could hear molly talking after they closed the door "I like that girl!"

As Ron walked you home the dazzling bright stars filled the night sky. "I'm sorry- My family can be a lot" Ron said quietly. "Are you kidding me? They were amazing." You smile at him. Ron smiled back, "They really like you, you know" The aroma of the grass and flowers filled the air as you walked through the neighbourhood. As you finally arrive at your home you look at Ron endearingly, "Thanks for tonight, I had lots of fun" You smiles and you grabbed Ron for a hug. He didn't expect it so he was a bit stiff at first but he melted into your arms. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Oh pleaseee (name)!" Lavender whines to you. "My partner bailed out on me last minute and I need a person to cast my spell on later at Charms" Lavender looks at you with a very pleading look. "What kind of spell?" You ask, unsure on being Lavender's test subject. "Oh just the one that changes your hair a bit" Lavender pauses for a bit, "It won't do anything drastic of course." After more nagging and begging from Lavender you decided to agree. "I just need to say Crinus Muto and flick my wand to the left, it's that simple." Lavender said for the hundreth time. So you finally give in, "Fine," What bad could she even do?

"Okay class, let's start with Hermione" As Hermione performed her assigned spell it was a mix of astonished gasps and sighs. After Hermione it was Lavender's turn. And by that it meant that it was your turn to get your hair experimented on. You could see Ron smiling as you stepped in front. You forgot to tell him about this so he looked confused on why you were the test subject. But he gave a thumbs up to you. So you gave a thumbs up and smiled akwardly in return. "C-Crinus Muto!" Lavender said as she flicked her wand to the right. To the right. Not to the left, to the right. As Lavender flicked her wand to the right, a cloud of dust around you apeared. As the dust settled you could hear many shocked and surprised gasps. Then came laughter and snickers. "I don't think that was supposed to happen" Laughed Dean at the back. "Lavender. What happened?" You ask Lavender furiously. "What did you do." Lavender's face becomes very pale as she hurridly hands you a mirror. "Uh oh. I'm so sorry (name)" You stare at the mirror. Your eyes widen in horror. What was supposed to be slightly different became blue. Your hair was bright blue! "Oh gosh," You take a deep breath. You try to silence out the laughter but it was no use. Your hair was still bright blue. What was once your beautiful nautral hair became this oceany blue color. Filius Flitwick takes one look at your hair and turns to Lavender. "This is utterly dissapointing Lavender. And for you (name), I think you should go to Madam Pomfrey to sort this out. You should accompany her Lavender and apologize." Said Filius Flitwick as he led you to the door.

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"I'm so so so so sorry (name)!" Apologized Lavender as you walked in the hallway. As you arrive at Madam Pomfrey she takes one look at your hair and then one look at Lavender. "You flicked to the right?" She asked Lavender. Lavender nods sorrowfully. "Well no need to frown dear," Madam Pomfrey turns to you, "(name) just drink this potion and that blue will fade away" She says with a smile as she hands you a shimmery lilac potion. "Thank you so much" You say happily as you gulp down the potion. "I've seen this in the books but this the first tome a student did this" Madam Pomfrey chuckles. You look at your hair. It's still blue "Wait, why isn't gone yet?" You ask nervously. "I'm sorry dear it's going to take atleast 18 hours to fully fade back to your natural hair color." She pats your head.

An hour later. Charms class, finished. Hair? Still blue. You were walking to your next class. You could feel the students there staring at your hair. Fred and George spot you and whistle at you. 'This is absolutely killing me' you thought.

You completely forgot that Ron saw you earlier until this moment. "Blimey (name) you look magnificent-" Ron runs to you. "Stop it Weasley. I'm not in the mood for your jokes right now," You were not having this. "No, I mean it. You look hot. so bloody hot" It's almost like he's drooling. "Shut up, please" You ask. "My girlfriend has blue hair" Ron says admiring it. "For Merlin's sake Ron!" You were very embarrased by the whole thing. But this part was very unexpected. You didn't expect Ron to love your new look. "Please don't change it back" Ron begs. "Well sadly it's going to fade away in 17 hours" You pout at Ron.

"Kiss me"

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The next day you went to walk to breakfast with Ron, your hair back to its natural color. "I'm still upset that you changed it back" Ron sighs. "Whatever, Weasley-" You didn't finish what you were going to say because as you entered the Great Hall you could see a flood of colored hair in the hall. Red, green, purple, every color in the rainbow was on Hogwart's students. "Woah. What's going on" You ask. You spot Lavender who looks very cheery. "Hey. You- Lavender!" You call to her. "What's going on?" You ask. "Oh! Everybody really liked your look yesterday and kept asking me on how I did it. I didn't tell them how, but I did charge 5 per student!" Lavender grins. "What? You charge for it?" You ask. As Lavender was going to answer, Hermione chimes in. "Actually, what Lavender doing is not allowed because in page 567 of Hogwarts Rules it clearly states that students are not allowed to have unatural hair color in any form or way. So, I'm giving this thing 2 hours before everyone gets caught."

Rom turns to you with loving eyes. "My girlfriend is such a role model" He teases you. You shove him.

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A/N : Please don't mind the amount of things I got wrong HAHAHAH I got inspired to write this because trust I'm going to get some form of blue in my hair this month 🤞🏻🤞🏻

: He gets very playful when he's with you

Why? I don't know that's just how he is. He loves your attention since he is kinda neglected if you think about it. So he always ragebaits you and gets super playful

He's easily jealous and he knows it

Ron gets really jealous whenever any other guys stare at you or try to even talk to you. He's really protective and he swears by it. He doesn't get mad at you but he gets mad at those "stupid blokes"

Ron loves spending time with you

He just can't leave you alone and sometimes it's a bit annoying, but you have to admit, you really love it. He always finds you and stays by your side, like always.

He takes his time in finding you gifts

Ron gets really nervous when finding you gifts that you would like and he puts his whole heart into it. You love his gifts.

He tells you the most random things to make you smile

Anything, absoloutely anything just to make you smile. He'll peek at your face to see your reaction and he does it very cutely.

He absolutely loves it when you watch him play Quidditch

It's his time to shine and he takes that very seriously. He always tries to do something to get you attention like winking at you but then forgets he's playing and gets hit by a bludger. That happens too often. But his smile after games when you run to him is so good.

Ron sat on the couch thinking very deeply, for it was about something important. It was going to be your birthday in a week, and Ron needed to find you a gift. "What would (name) like?" It's very hard to give a gift to someone, especially when they are a very special someone. You were indeed a very special someone, so this made Ron nervous. What do you even get for your girlfriend? He's been at it for almost three weeks, checking every store for something you would like. He even read a book, Twelve Fail Safe Ways to Charm Witches, which helped but it wasn't enough. Ron asked Ginny about what she thought you would like, but she laughed at him and continued to tease him for weeks. So Ron was stuck, what could he do?

Ron had one of his last options, asking Molly, his Mum. This would be very embarassing since he couldn't fathom asking his Mum about his girlfriend! He tried with Hermione because, she's a girl. But she didn't give a good enough answer. So now he had to ask his Mum. Molly was at the kitchen baking cookies for Ginny and her friends. Ron stood by the counter, cleared his throat and asked the question. "What do you give to a girl?" He asked looking at the floor. "What kind of girl?" Molly replied focused on her kneading. A girlfriend. "Forget it- Nevermind" Ron looks away preparing to leave. "Is this for (name)?" Molly laughed lightly. Ron nodded. Molly then proceeded to list a lot of things that Ron had not even heard of before. After that, Ron felt a bit tired.

A few days later, Ron went for a walk. He was losing hope now but he didn't want to admit it. The brownish red leaves fell from the trees, signaling the coming of autumn.

But Ron saw something at a tucked away street corner, a stall filled with various things from faraway lands.

"Fancy any of these young lad?" The store owner asked Ron in a jolly voice. Ron smiled and scanned the area with his eyes, looking for the one. Those objects were kept in little brown crates. So many objects of delight were in that store. The most absurd things to the most beautiful objects were side by side in the stall. Ron went through all the crates, looking in each and every one. And there it was, placed in all of its glory in a little brown crate. Hidden beneath the bundle of crates, almost hidden, the parcel was. It had a sort of aura that was as if it was calling Ron to it.

Ron's eyes lit up with delight. Finally! Ron found the perfect gift. It was something he knew you would love. He was so joyful, this gift was the most perfect thing he could buy for you. He held it in his arms, and ran to pay for it quickly. He quickly paid for the gift and went home.

Ron knocked on your door, hoping that you were still there. Your family's going to Paris with you because it was your birthday. So Ron went a day before your birthday. As Ron knocked on the door, he waited for a few seconds.

"Hello?" A light soft voice emerges. "Wait-" You say as you slightly opened the door. "Hi Ron!" You smile as you peeked out the door.

"Hey (name)" Ron fidgets awkwardly, "I just wanted to greet you uh a Happy Birthday y'know" He paused, "So...Happy birthday (name)" Ron grinned. "Thank you Ron!" You smile. "I got something for you" Ron adds.

"Really? You didn't have too.." You say, a bit embarrassed that someone would take the hassle to get you something.

Ron blushes a deep shade of red as he hands you the present. You carefully unbox the present, Ron nervously stares at your hands as you tear the gift wrapper. You held the gift in your hands delicately. It was the most gorgeous, beautiful gift one could give.

"Oh Ron! This is such a lovely gift,"

Ron smiles and his face quickly fills up with joy. Seeing you love his gift made him very happy, it was worth all the trouble in the world when he saw your smile that could light up the darkest rooms. He stood there admiring you as you held the gift. You loved the gift, it was the best thing anyone has given you.

Ron stays close to you every moment

- He loves spending every moment with you and he does that by staying close to you.

He tries to make it not obvious.

- By going a few steps closer, he goes a bit more closer to you. you pretend you don't notice and you can see his face blush to a lovely shade of pink.

- While getting food at the table, he's at your side, shoulders ocassionally brushing with yours and hands touching. He gets easily flustered by this but he hides it miserably.

Instead of avoiding chores, Ron does it more to impress you

- When you get assigned to get the ornaments from the closet, Ron happily volunteers to accompany you.

"Here, be careful" Ron says

- He shows off by carrying four boxes of ornaments, balancing them on his 'strong' arms in hopes of impressing you more.

Ron tries to hide his excitement when you open his presents for you

- He put a lot of thought on what to give you for Christmas. "What do you even give to a girl?" Were his words. After many deliberate ideas, he finally settles on the perfect gift for you

He watches you open it nervously.

- Would you enjoy his gift? Hopefully so, Ron watches eagerly yet nervously as you carefully tear the gift wrapper.

Ron gets embarrased whenever he gets teased by his siblings with you

- Getting teased is not new to Ron Weasley, but he gets really embarrased whenever his siblings tease him around you.

He blushes of embarrasment and hides it.

- "Shut it Fred!" He turns his head away, hoping you didn't notice him blushing red.

that's it!

A/N : I'm not sure if HP characters celebrate or acknowledge Christmas so please forgive me if it isn't accurate though I tried to make it as accurate as possible. Merry Christmas to everyone reading! ♡

i swear there was a part in one of the books where they did celebrate but i searched the entire internet and couldnt find it im literally so confused am i like imagining things that didn't happen??

: The dim starry night sky gave Ron mixed feelings. He was thinking, about everything that happened that day. "That stupid bloke" He thought. Seeing you with another guy, made his blood boil, how could he not?

Earlier that day, Ron was late. He was mad late for his third class. It didn't help that Hogwarts is full of slow walkers. "Excuse me-" He wanted to push all these students who kept talking and not walking. "Bloody hell" Transfiguration was his third class, and also the class where Gryffindors shared class with the Ravenclaws. That meant sharing classes with you. He had to arrive on time, to find a seat close to you, oh and also because he didn't want another detention. Finally the group of girls infront of him went away and his path cleared. When he arrived to class he was estatic. Estatic because there were only a few seats left. And those seats were near you. He was just right on time. Hermione insisted to go early with Harry, together, she's really keen on being with Harry all the time. But Ron didn't give that much thought. Hermione and Harry didn't even save a seat for Ron. Anyways, Ron went to the seat closest to you. "Hi," He said enthusiastically. "Oh, hi Ron." You replied. Just hearing you voice made Ron's heart skip a beat. As class started Ron couldn't help but divert his gaze to you, ocassionally, of course. Dean, who was next to you couldn't help but notice that. "Ron, stop staring at (name) and listen to the class, would you?" Dean said a bit too loud. Ron felt his face heat up. "Shut up, you want me to tell mum about you snogging Ginny?" Ron replied, covering his face with his hands. Dean stopped afterwards but the other Ravenclaw girls were giggling while looking at Ron and you. Ron peeked from his hands to see your reaction. You seemed embarrased and uncomfortable. The rest of the class was very akward. Why did you react that way? This was the first time you acted that way. Usually you would smile along or blush ocassionally but today was different. Everyone in Hogwarts knew you liked each other, but Ron didn't have the courage to ask you out yet. Because your parents didn't approve of Ron, "Really, him? His family isn't rich or prominent. If we catch you going out with him you will be in trouble." They said. So it just stayed like that. For 3 years, you liked each other but Ron couldn't make a move. Everyone knew that Ron longed for you. After that class, Ron noticed you seemed to hurry and left fast. But on your desk Ron saw that you left your textbook. So he picked up your textbook and ran to you, to give it back.

He finally spotted you in the hallway surrounded by a group of students. He wondered why there were a lot of students surrounding you but he figured he could just ask you later. A lot of the students surrounding you were very excited for some reason. Ron cleared his throat, "Uhm (name), you left this in your chair" A lot of the students were snickering now. And that's when Ron could really see what was really going on. A tall student, possibly a year older than Ron was standing next to you. He was holding a large bouquet, chalk-full of flowers. The student was directly facing you. "Hey (name) look who's here!" a student snickered. The tall student looked at Ron and then at you. "Love, I think you should sort this out with the Weasley first." Ron fumbled to find the correct words. What was happening? Who even was this guy you were with? "Give me a moment," You said quietly. You dragged Ron to a corner. "I'm sorry Ron." You paused to glance at the textbook. "Thanks- for the book" You added. Ron looked at you confused. "Who's that bloke? Why was he calling you 'love'?" Ron asked. "That's Micheal, a Slytherin, he's courting me. My parents are making me say yes. My parents love his family." You said bluntly almost insulting Ron at the last part. "I'm sorry Ron, you had your chance." Ron could see your eyes were sorrowful when you said this. "It's too late now" Ron could see right through you like a glass pane, "I'm very happy with him though. So please just let me be!" You added as you left, almost unsure about what you said about being happy. Ron was left alone in that corner as he watched you leave with the guy. His heart really got broken..

So now, here he was staring at the starry night sky, thinking about what had just happened that afternoon. "You had your chance" Were the words that haunted Ron. "It's too late now" He was so stupid for not doing anything. He had those 3 damn years, why didn't he do anything? It was so infurating Ron wanted to crash out. He hated himself for not taking all the chances he had. So what if your parents don't like him? Surely you would fight for him right? But you chose someone else intead. And that really hurt Ron. He thought about all the times of you two together. "One day, we'll be together" He recalled saying to you. He remembered you held his hand, pulling him in for a kiss that day. All those moments, those unsure yet full of love moments slipping away.

The next few weeks were tough. It was like torture, Ron fully believed that staying in Azkaban was better than this. Even if he tried not to care, he did care deep inside. Everyday he would see you and that guy, with roses, chocolates or anything romantic. He was jealous he couldn't deny that. He was jealous of that guy. That should've been him. He wanted to strangle that guy. But you looked unhappy. Everytime you saw Ron your smile would fade and it looked like you wanted to burst in tears. Ron noticed that your face looked as if you cried a lot. It was hard not to care, especially when Ron saw the state you were in. He wanted to run torwards you, to hug you, to ask if you were okay. But he had to respect your wish for him to leave you alone. And that was really hard.

Days past, then weeks and before Ron knew it, it was 6 months after that day. The Yule ball was coming up. A lot of things happened in that 6 months, many tests and peculliar things. But finally the Yule ball was happening. The whole of Hogwarts were excited. Everyone began asking each other out and doing lovey dovey things. Ron only wanted to ask one person to the Yule ball, you. He still deeply cared about you. But you were still with that guy. Ron ended up asking one of the Patil twins who quickly went with a Dumstrang bloke when the Yule ball started. Ron was left sitting alone, for Harry & Hermione kept dancing together for what seemed like forever. Ron saw you in a corner, standing with the guy. You looked so beautiful, Ron thought. You were wearing the pale blue dress that seemed to shimmer in the ballroom. But you seemed unhappy. You two were fighting. The guy you were with seemed annoyed, rumor has it that your relationship has been unstable with all the other girls the guy had.

Ron couldn't bare to see you like that so he went outside for some air. The starry night sky looked like the same night sky 6 months ago. And then Ron heard crying, he knew who was crying. "(name)?" Ron went to you. You were sitting in a chair crying your heart out. "I'm sorry" You cried. "Are you alright? What happened?" Ron asked empathetically. "I caught him snogging another girl again" You looked to Ron. "Are you alright?"

You change the topic, "I'm sorry for all the harsh things I said to you on that day" You cried harder. "Don't apologize" Ron answered. "It's on me. I was acting stupid, thinking I had all the time in the world." Ron continued. "I had so many chances." He said.

"But I shouldn't have blamed you!" You sobbed. "Both of us know the real reason is because your from a family they don't like" You continued on, "I should have fought for us!" Ron went closer to you and gave you a hug. Went he held you it was full of emotion, it wasn't of lust, it was of love. Even if that love wasn't the type of love you would've thought of. "Don't worry, it's alright (name)" Ron reassured you. "I still bloody love you, you know" Ron said, half smiling. "We can stay here until the night ends, y'know" Ron continued holding you in his arms. "Then I don't want night to end." You replied.

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