For Everything There is a Season

T.j.: Hey everyone I'm back again! I'm also doing something...different. I'm writing angst for the first time. Very different. Anyway here we go.

Disclaimer: Whish I did, but I do not own Harry Potter and company.

Summary:

Chapter 1: Why me?

For the first time in my life I'm scared. I've never felt this way. Frightened I have been, but never scared. To me it's different. Sirius died, and I can't confide to him anymore. I don't have a father anymore. That scares me. Before I didn't know what having a father felt like. I didn't know. I do now, and I wish shamefully that I still didn't. I miss him. I miss him so much. I'm crying now. Oh, shit. I'll write more tomorrow.

Harry Potter, 9/3/02 Grade 6

"Hey, Harry. What's up?"

"Oh. Hey, Ron. Nothing much really. Just doing some homework."

"Yea, I can't believe Magonagall gave us so much work! She really is a witch."

"Yea. Did you get it done? I just finished."

"Yea. And Harry?" Ron looked at him with kind eyes."

"What?"

"You're a really bad liar." Ron pulled him into a hug. "Please tell me how you feel. I know I'm not your mother or anything, but let me help. Just because you're a guy doesn't mean I'm going to make fun of you for crying. I don't want you to feel alone."

Harry finally snaped.

"He was just gone! Just damned disappered! I couldn't save him. I can't talk to him anymore. I don't have a father anymore. That's what he was to me. He was my father no matter what people told me. I loved him and I never said so. I want him back, Ron. I want him back!" Harry cried into Ron's shoulder. The only solid person he had left.

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm here. I know it's not the same, but I'm here." Ron did as his mother would for him.

Ron rocked Harry back and forth as he rubbed his back. They stayed like that till Harry fell asleep and Ron tucked him into bed. As Ron watched over him the others came up to the dorm. The others used to Ron sitting at the foot of Harry's bed just ignored it and went to bed. All but Dean.

"Is he okay?" Dean asked looking down on Harry.

"Yea, but he still misses..."

"It's okay. I know about Sirius. My Parents joined the Order last year. We know about Sirius' death. He was his godfather right?"

"Mmhumm. He really misses him, and he won't ask us for help. He so alone." Ron said playing with the hem of his shirt.

"I'm sure he'll be okay." Dean said. "He's stuff. We'll all get the pain of death soon. With the war coming I don't believe anyone will be left untouched."

"You're prabaly right." Ron heaved a sigh. "I'm going to bed."

"Night Ron."

"G'night."

AN: This is all for the first chapter. I'm not sure I want this a Harry/ Ron as I first wanted too. It might Be Harry/Dean. Ya'know what? Why don't you tell me? Tell me what you guys want and with the most votes that's what I'll do.

R&R! (Duh!)

P.S : I'm also willing to take challenges, but they MUST be romance.