22 : Enemies
Title: Enemies
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter / Ron Weasley
Prompt: Enemies
Word Count: 280
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Written for fanfic100 and posted at 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.


Enemies
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So, I put my feelings away in a box, and threw away the key, just like Harry had done.

After a couple of years, it was second nature.

I had Hermione and my girls and Hermione was pregnant again.

I’d watched Harry closely when she told him our news, but his face had been open and happy and he had hugged her tightly.

I had my friend back, my brother.

And Ginny was so happy; she had confided in Hermione that she and Harry were trying for a baby, too.

I think that that was when things started going wrong.

Not with me.

I was being good.

I had made the only possible choice.

But Harry seemed to be having second thoughts.

You could see him staring at Ginny like a gnome caught in headlights when she talked to Hermione’s rounded belly.

You could see that it had hit him that this was it; if Ginny had a baby, he was hers for keeps.

Well, I could see it, anyway.

He was careful not to change towards Ginny, so he took it out on me.

Which was fair enough.

As I was the only person who knew he felt claustrophobic.

Even baby-centric Hermione noticed something was wrong. “Have you and Harry fallen out again?” she asked in bed one night.

“No,” I said quickly.

“You haven’t upset him? Because he’s being really horrid to you.”

“It’s fine, Hermione,” I comforted her. “Harry has some, um, issues, but it’s nothing I’ve done; he’ll be OK.”

I really believed that; believed anything else had been locked away.

But I hadn’t thrown away the key, had I?

Harry was the key.


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