You and Ron had been in a relationship for about 1 year now, and yet you were still in what some would call the “honeymoon phase”

God that man loved you with his heart. You had a rough day tonight and you snuck into the boys Gryffindors dormitory to be with him.

You were upset because stupid Malfoy teased you about your curly hair, something you kinda didn’t already like about yourself, which kind of made it worse

Your head was rested on Ron’s stomach, as he twirled some of your ringlets around his fingers

“Don’t listen to ferret boy, love. I love your hair…” he spoke softly