I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
Before saying anything else, I would like to say that you should all read A Collection of mostly 100 Word Drabbles by Duke Brymin. His collection of Harry and Ginny drabbles inspired me to write these. They are really amazing.
The house was quiet, something it had never been in all of Ron's memories. The constant sounds of sobbing, yelling, cursing replayed in his head as he tried to escape the pain. No one noticed him stepping out the door and wandering into the garden. He stood there-frozen in place- staring out at the horizon, praying that wherever Fred was he was happy.
A soft hand taking his rustled him out of his memories. Slowly, he looked down at her.
She was finally his.
Proving there was some good during bad times.
If anyone was confused, this was placed after the Final Battle while the Weasley's are trying to cope with Fred's death. Just clearing that up there.
-randomgirloutthere110
