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harryron ([info]harryron) wrote,
@ 2005-10-20 23:38:00
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15 : Blue
Title: Blue
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter / Ron Weasley
Prompt: Blue
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG-13 for language
Author's Notes: Written for fanfic100 and posted at [info]harryron.

The one hundred stories are inspired by Broke Back Mountain.

Ron looks back on one hundred memories of his life with and without Harry.

Enjoy.


Blue
****
“You know how intolerant the Wizarding World is, Ron,” he whispered. “We’d be in such trouble if they knew we were together.”

“Then stay away from me. Don’t fuck me and marry my sister, Harry.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Stop saying that, please,” I begged him, miserably.

I’d cried over him before, but now I dashed them away when my eyes filled with tears. “You should have said something straight away,” I snarled, narrowing my eyes and backing away from him.

“Don’t look at me like that, Ron,” he said quietly.

“You should have made sure that Ginny told us. Told us she was seeing you, told us she was getting married, told us something,” I said. “Not just brought you here. She thinks it’s a nice surprise, doesn’t she? She doesn’t know that she’s second best.”

“Nor does Hermione,” he whispered, and I hit him.


My Big Damn Table.


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