8 : Weeks
Title: Weeks
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter / Ron Weasley
Prompt: Weeks
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13 for language
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.


Weeks
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How could he not want it, anymore?

Not want me anymore.

Those weeks together had been the most perfect of my life.

I missed it.

I missed him.

I wanted him.

When we weren’t speaking in fourth year? I believed him pretty soon after it all happened. I did.

I was just so stubborn.

And he was so stubborn.

And blasted Hermione made it worse, flitting between us, saying “you miss him.”

Of course I fucking missed him.

It was like losing a limb.

I was just too stubborn.

And then he could have died in front of my eyes.

Died thinking I didn’t believe him; didn’t trust him; hated him.

And then everything was OK again.

And we never mentioned it.

Everything was back like before.

We forgot all the bad stuff.

But this was different.

I’d wanted to forget the bad stuff and be friends again.

But not this time.

I didn’t want to lose the good stuff.

Lose the taste of Harry’s mouth; the feeling of his fingers twisted in my hair; the look on his face as he fell apart under my hands, my mouth.

That was mine.

I wouldn’t let it go.

I fought beside him.

I slept beside Hermione.


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