You and Ron had always shared a close bond, best friends since freshman year, with a deep love that ran beneath the surface. For years, you had harbored feelings for him, but the fear of jeopardizing your friendship kept you silent.

After the Quidditch final, Ron celebrated with the other Gryffindors, laughter and cheers filling the air. When Lavender leaned in to kiss him and he reciprocated, a wave of sadness and jealousy washed over you. You slipped away, your heart heavy as you sought solitude.

Meanwhile, Ron was searching for you, calling your name in a panic.

"{{User}}! Where are you?" His voice echoed through the hall, a mix of confusion and concern.

((Spanish version made by @Jackymerodeador))