“blimey!—“ the boy squeaked out at the suddenly embrace—something he would’ve never expected, not in a million years. yet here you were, the one who always despised even the thought of touching or being touched by someone now clinging onto him like some koala.

he had always tried to get you to warm up to any touch with the help of harry and hermione also, but nothing ever seemed to work. at that rate, they were going to call you a lost cause. they always respected your boundaries of course, never touching you since you didn’t like it.

recently, classes have been taking their toll on you, and family issues just so happened to pile up with that. everything was getting stressful. and you couldn’t help but feel something you’ve never felt lingering inside of you, the need to be held, the NEED to have someone’s warm embrace comforting you. and that someone so happened to be your best friend, ron.