ronandhappiness:

headcanonsandmore:

‘Harry falls in love
with Ron’ headcanons

• Fourth year. Harry and
  Ron are without dates to the Yule Ball. Eventually, Ron hits upon a solution; the two of them should go together. Harry bursts out laughing at first, but
  warms to the idea almost instantly. Why not? Ron is his best friend, after all.
  Asking a girl to the ball on such short notice would be a nightmare, and he
  knows Ron. And Ron knows him; possibly better than anyone else.
• As they make their
  entrance to the ball, people seem surprisingly unconcerned by the fact that
  Harry has taken a boy to the ball. Maybe it’s the fact that Ron and Harry were
  practically inseparable already, or maybe the fact that Fleur had turned up
  with a Hufflepuff sixth year girl. Regardless, Harry has a surprisingly fun
  time dancing with Ron. The feel of Ron’s hand in his feels…  quite nice. He had never really held hands
  with Ron before, but he wished he had, considering how right it felt.
• Harry feels his cheeks
  burning as they walk back to their seats later on. It must have him working up
  a sweat from dancing. Obviously.
• A few weeks later. The
  second task. Harry feels his stomach drop as he realises that Ron is the
  hostage in the great lake. He’s his best friend; of course he would be worried.
  Anything more would be… confusing.
• And yet, as Ron regains
  consciousness on the lake’s surface after the task finishes, Harry feels a knot
  of tension that he didn’t know he was carrying dissolve, replaced by a warm,
  happy feeling.
• Harry throwing his arms
  around Ron, and pulling him tightly to him. Ron looking a touch confused, and
  asking if Harry’s okay. Harry grinning up at him, and saying ‘never better’ as
  he wipes a happy tear from his eye.
• Hermione noticing this
  from the shoreline, and a quizzical look passing over her face.
• Harry feeling his
  stomach squirm as he gives Ron one last hug before they leave for the summer.
  This felt… different to how things
  usually were. Probably just the increased tension because of the oncoming storm
  of Voldemort’s power-building, no doubt. Why
  would it be anything else?
• Harry feeling a little
  lonely as he considers that Ron and Hermione might be staying in the same
  place. Was he….  No, that was just
  ridiculous. He was just envious of the two of them spending time together
  without him; that was all. It wasn’t like he wished he was in Hermione’s shoes
  or anything.
• However, Harry feeling
  his heart beat faster against his chest as he sees Ron again at Grimmauld
  Place. The redhead had grown taller, and his hair was longer. There was
  something about that sparkling blue of his eyes that just sent a shiver down
  his spine.
• Hermione noticing said-shiver
  and the blush creeping up Harry’s neck as he watches Ron talk. Hermione’s eyes
  widening with a dawning realisation.
• Over the next few
  months, Hermione watches her two friends closely. Harry is almost constantly
  staring at Ron, laughing more-than-usual at his jokes, as well as talking about
  Ron in ringing tones (far more than he would have done up until their fourth
  year).
• Hermione struggles with
  her own crush on Ron, and feels torn between her respect for Harry as a friend
  and adoptive-sibling, and her own love for their redheaded friend.
• Eventually, whilst Ron is
  out on a solo prefect patrol, Hermione decides she can stand it no longer. In
  the empty common room, she asks Harry whether he has fallen in love with Ron.
• Harry blushes scarlet,
  and tries to bluff his way around the question. As their tempers increase (and
  their faces grow redder with embarrassment), the two friends fall into a
  blazing row; their voices echoing across the room.
• Before he knew it,
  Harry was yelling about how amazing Ron was; how brave, kind, funny, loving and
  all-round brilliant the redhead was. And Hermione joined in, yelling how she
  been in love with Ron since third year for the same reasons that Harry had.
  Because he was kind, and gentle, and so utterly irreplaceable…. So utterly Ron Weasley.
• And, as Hermione and
  Harry reach the sheer limits of how much they love Ron, the portrait hole creaks
  open.
• And a red-faced Ron
  Weasley trips through into the common room. He had heard everything.
• Hermione and Harry feel
  their faces burning as red as they could possibly burn. What did Ron think of them, now? Was he going to reject them both?
• But Ron simply stares
  at them, his eyes wide with shock, and speaks in a confused tone.
• ‘But…  I’m just me.’
• Hermione and Harry
  stare at him- this wonderful, amazing, brave, kind, and gorgeous boy that they
  had both fallen for- and begin to cry.
• How can he not see himself the way they see them?
  Why does he not see what he means to them?
• Before they know what
  they are doing, Harry and Hermione both throw their arms around Ron, and hold
  him closely to themselves. As the baffled redhead wraps his arms around his two
  friends (but maybe they could be more-than-friends now…), Harry and Hermione
  speak in unison.
• ‘Ron, you were never “just” you.’

Excuse you I need a part 2. Who does Ron pick? Harry or Hermione? Does Ron fancy Harry too? Will Harry have his heart broken and have to accept Ron/Hermione? Or are we talking about a poly Harry X Ron X Hermione relationship?

Watch this space….