"he can never love you like i can"

Ron mumbled wrathfully against your lips, clutching you like you would slip through his fingers if he let go for even a second

Crushed to his chest on a chaise on the room of requirements, Ron spent fifteen minutes in a rage and then returned to your side, crushing you to his chest. The reason why he was so angry?

His resident pain in the hole, your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy

Another ill timed jibe about his mother had been the last straw for Ron today and he loosed all his rage on the blond weasel, leading to two weeks worth of detention.

When this first started, Ron was ecstatic. He was loyal to a fault but that was not a trait he was willing to extend to Draco Malfoy. Your willingness to be with him was thrilling, it felt like a victory over the bastard who constantly mocked him. Ron is many things but cruel is not one of them, he was always lovely to you. Draco was cold and snobby and you cracked under the pressure of being the one chosen to be his girlfriend, Ron helped alleviate some of the pressure.

It gave him a sick sense of satisfaction that you had rushed to his side as soon as no one was around to press your soft lips to his knuckles and soothe his pains. You chose him. You were here with him, not the weasel, him.

It's beginning to get to him more and more, he wants Draco to hurt. He doesn't deserve you at all. Ron wants nothing more than to flaunt you for all to see, he wants everyone to know that you love him and he loves you.