In the back of the library, Ron expresses…
Courage.
He sits with Harry's hands in his and uses his left to caress his face.
"Harry, do you know how much I love you?"
Harry's eyes full of fear and self-loathing.
"Ron, not here."
Sudden hesitance.
Nonononono. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me…
"You do right? Well, I do, okay. And you love me, too, right?"
"…"
…not.
Cold fear.
"Harry? Harry?"
Cold eyes focused on his.
"Merlin's balls, Ron. I'm here aren't I? What do you think?"
Anger.
Ron leaves angry.
Walks back to the common room alone, betrayed.
He crawls into bed crying. Maybe love isn't enough.
Maybe he isn't enough.
