Leaving
Summary: Very short one-shot about what Ron felt as he left Hermione and Harry after their fight in 'Deathly Hallows'.
I could hear Hermione calling out my name but I ignored her. Anger coursed through my veins, burning like fire. My heart was pounding in my chest but I could barely feel it. All I could register was the torrent of thoughts swirling quickly through my brain. Images, emotions, each one poignant yet out of focus and gone before I could concentrate on it. Summoning all my strength of mind I disapparated to the first place that came into my head; Shell Cottage. I stood on the beach, breathing heavily, and felt all my anger subside gently and quickly, as though it was being washed out of my body by the waves that lapped delicately at my feet. I could hear the blood pulsing in my ears and, suddenly overcome by weakness, I sank shakily to my knees, feeling dizzy and lost.
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