When the Stars Align- (Ron Weasley x reader)

9. Look up, you'll see the stars

He tried to make eye contact, but your eyes didn't leave the floor.

"Can't sleep?", He whispers.

"Yeah. Can you?"

He shakes his head quickly and presses his lips together, "uh, umm no."

"You know, we could always do....something." You stood up and started walking around his room, "I-, I mean uh, we could find something to..uh...do."

He was obviously not getting the hint. "Like what?"

He yawns and then stands up and approaches
The window.

"Wow. The stars really are beautiful tonight." His face lit up with joy and he grew a smile that went from ear to ear. "Y/N, come outside."

He climbed through his bedroom window and onto a rooftop under him, he motioned for you to do the same.

"C'mon, Y/N!" He put out his hand, and you grabbed it and quickly climbed through the bedroom window.

Once you were outside, you were standing on a roof outside of his window. He was already sitting down, viewing all the stars carefully. It was snowing, which lit up the winter sky even more.

You sat down next to him, admiring all the stars above you. His arm found his way around your shoulder and you leaned your head around his shoulder.

"Wow." You sighed.

"Look how beautiful." He stared at the stars in awe.

He then turned to you, and out of the corner of your eye u can see him staring into your eyes.

As soon as you looked back over, he tried to play it off. He quickly looked down at an old raggedy watch.

You played along, trying not to embarrass him or make him realize that you saw him staring at you. "What time is it?"

"It's 2:45 A.M. Hey, happy Christmas Eve." He put his head against yours and wrapped both his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

You hugged him back even tighter, and when u pulled away, he stayed in the hug.

His eyes went down and saw your necklace.

'look up, you'll see the stars', he reads, "quite ironic, isn't it? I mean, we are quite literally under the stars right now." He laughs and pulls out of the hug, still leaving his one arm wrapped around your shoulder.

You laugh back, "Yeah. My father got it for me for Christmas last year."

"Well, he did a good job. The necklace... it's uh, it's... it's quite beautiful." He presses his lips together and shakes his head.

"Well, thank you. I'm sure he'll appreciate the compliment."

"He knows about me?"

"Oh yes. I make sure to write home every week."

He smiles and tries to look away, but you grab his face and pull him closer.