Notes: Newly beta'd by the one and only JessicaGoble (who also happens to be my roomie). For those of you that are into anime, check out her fics for Inuyasha, Bleach, Soul Eater and Naruto.
Giving Thanks?
Silence. Harry awoke just as he always had – silently. Even on Thanksgiving morning – a holiday that he himself hadn't truly understood until his recent move to the States – Harry lamented over his…disability.
He wondered, for the millionth time, what it would be like to be normal. After a near-torturous childhood with the Dursley's, he had discovered that he was a boy wizard – the most famous that had ever lived. Naturally, he assumed that he could find a cure in magic. He was however, disappointed. Why should I be thanking anyone for this? He thought. He heaved his shoulders in defeat.
Harry was brought out of his reverie by a large, warm hand on the small of his back. He turned to find Ron waking.
Ron.
If ever Harry had anything to be thankful for, he would be it.
Ron didn't care that he would never be able to hear the other boy's voice. He would see Harry's big, green eyes upon waking and fall in love all over again. Harry once asked Ron if he ever dreamed he had a voice.
"All the time," Ron had said, a grin spreading over his freckled face. "and it's beautiful."
Harry grinned and fell back into his lovers arms, pale, warm skin against his.
"I love you", Ron said.
"Happy Thanksgiving" Harry signed back.