Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I am not affiliated with Harry Potter, I do not own the characters, story, or anything

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I am not affiliated with Harry Potter, I do not own the characters, story, or anything. All of that fun stuff belongs to J.K. Rowling…lucky.

AN: I was watching the Order of the Phoenix for the millionth time and my favourite part is when Voldemort is in Harry's body forcing him to remember every bad thing that's happened to him, and then he sees Ron and Hermione and he's overwhelmed with happiness and good memories. I was so inspired by that part to write Harry/Ron/Hermione friendships drabble. I just really admire the bond between the three of them.

Everything

"You're the weak one…"

When the first life or death situation ran into their faces, they were right beside him.

On All Hallows Eve, they stuck together to defeat the troll, to save her life.

At the end of the first, he told them they could go back if they wanted to, but they chose to stay. They were there when he almost died.

He rescued him from the second summer of Hell, on his birthday.

When the rumors first started, they stuck by him, because they knew him better than anyone.

They solved the second together, although she almost lost her life. The two boys did everything they could to save her, and they did.

"…And you'll never know love…"

When his life was on the line again, they helped protect him, they shielded him from the dangers out there.

But at the end of the third, the pet of one of the boys was what was really in danger, even if he deserved it.

He and she helped save an innocent life, giving him a chance to have a real family.

By the fourth year, he had been recognized everywhere and had friends.

But as the new event came, it set everyone against him.

Even his best friend.

But after he almost was killed by the first task, said best friend realized he was wrong.

They were best friends, nothing would change that.

Then he came back from the undead.

"…Or friendship…"

Five years and still strong, they held their ground, when, once again, almost the entire wizard world was against him, because of fear, and stubbornness.

They stuck together, and gained some more strength, when they traveled to the mystery to save his only family.

Although he was mistaken, they didn't hold it against him.

They could do nothing when his body was taken over by him.

But just seeing their faces brought a wave of happiness in him, giving him the strength to fight against the being in his body.

When the world finally believed him, they were still there, by his side, never to leave.

But the plot to kill him was finally becoming something, and his most trusted mentor helped him through it all.

He was not allowed to say anything to his closest friends.

But at the end of the sixth, he told him the path he had to follow, and despite the fact that he almost kept them in the dark through the year, they still stayed with him.

She said they've had time to go back, and they were going wherever he was going.

"…And I feel sorry for you."

No matter what they went through, they stuck together.

They supported him, and he leaned back on them.

Even through the numerous deaths, mutilations, pain, tears, and grief, they still found happiness in each other.

They held on.

"You said to us once before," said Hermione quietly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we?"

AN: Well, that was my first drabble, and I would like to know what you thought. It was surprisingly difficult to write, I thought it'd be easy. But I was wrong, and it was worth it.