The Red Head Who Stole My Heart ~?Ron Weasley x Reader?~ (Book 1; Year 1)

Y/n

We're trudging our way through the forest in a close huddle, Hagrid and his dog leading the way. Ron and I are still locked arm in arm, definitely not being separated whenever we go and do whatever it is we're here for.

Hagrid leads us behind a couple of trees, and he kneels, sticking a finger in a puddle of what looks like some metallic liquid on the floor. He holds it up to eye level and feels it through, then stands. "Uhm, Hagrid? What is that..?" I ask cautiously leaning towards him, trying to see clearly in this dim light.

"It's wha' we're 'ere fer. See tha'?" He holds up his hand to us, "Tha's Unicorn blood, tha' is. I found one dead a few weeks ago." He says solemnly. I look down at the puddle on the floor, then back up at Hagrid while he explains, "Now, this one's been hurt bad by som'ing."

Everyone looks around, visibly frightened, turning to the trees and behind us to make sure that thing that hurt the Unicorn isn't nearby. As we look around, we hear distant howling, similar to the one we heard when we arrived.

Hagrid stands, wiping his hand on a handkerchief from his pocket, "So, It's our job to go and find the poor beast. Ron, Y/n, Hermione, you'll come with me." Ron replies with a sad crack in his voice, "Okay..." I nod along, staying mostly silent to try and keep my senses alert.

"And Harry, you'll go with Malfoy," Hagrid gestures vaguely at the two and Harry looks at Malfoy with a look of disgust, then sighs and nods, accepting it. "Okay, then I get fang!" Malfoy retorts with a cheeky smirk.

"Fine. Just so's you know, he's a bloody coward." The man shrugs it off and as if on cue, Fang begins whining pitifully. Malfoy looks down at him, extremely disappointed, muttering, "You wait till my father hears about this."

Hagrid leads us as we part our separate ways. Ron, Hermione and I are at his heels, trying not to get lost. "What are we even looking for? The thing that hurt the Unicorn??" I whisper to Ron, who's arm is still firmly locked with mine. He nods as he replies, "I think so?"

Hermione whips her head at us both, "Shush! Listen!" She points to a violently shaking bush, causing Ron and I to jump practically out of our skin. We lock hands, intertwining our fingers and squeezing his firmly, desperately trying to stay calm. I peer over at him out of the corner of my eye and watch as his ears burn redder by the second, wondering if his heart is pounding as hard as mine? Or maybe it's just the fear of being where we are?

My face begins heating up as I keep thinking and hearing footsteps and barking heading towards us, we collectively turn to see the source. Malfoy, followed shortly behind by Fang, pants his way up to us, speaking in between breath, "Harry........Unicorn......Blood.....Creature...."

"Yer found a Unicorn?! Take us ter 'arry!" Hagrid exclaims, readying the crossbow once again.

Malfoy wordlessly runs back the way he came with Fang following suit. As soon as everyone makes a run for it, I drag Ron behind me, still clutching his hand as there's no way I'm losing him in this ridiculous forest.

We reach Harry just in time to see a creature talking to him as he stands and brushes dirt off his clothes, "Harry!" Hermione yells. I squeeze Ron's hand, glancing back at him in confusion and worry, then looking back at Harry again. He whispers to me, "That's a centaur.. Never seen one in real life until now!"

"'ello there, Firenze. I see ye've met our young Mr Potter. Ye all right there, 'arry?" Hagrid asks from afar. Harry nods and the centaur, Firenze, begins speaking, "Harry Potter, this is where I leave you. You're safe now. Good luck." He trots away, leaving us with a dead unicorn and its metallic blood pooling under the poor thing.