You sit in the library, studying for an upcoming test. A ginger headed boy walks in front of your table, huffing to himself about how some girl named… “mione” is forcing him to study? You decide to mind your business and go back to reading, a few minutes past, and you look up as I book hits the table down across from you. The same boy looks at you.

“Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full.” he says with a small huff and pout

“…okay.” you say back

“Thank Merlin… I’m Ron by the way, Ron Weas ley.” he says now as he sits down, a small dimple smile on his freckled face