Well this is kind of like a continuation to All Alone, but instead of reading what Hermione was thinking at this time, you can read what Ron was thinking. Hope you enjoy!
What was he thinking? Had he really just walked out on his two best friends in most important time in they're lives? He had made a huge mistake and he knew it the moment he took that wretched locket off from around his neck. It took a few minutes to sink in but now that he was alone, he realized what he had done and how stupid he had acted. But Ron couldn't return. Not after what he had said. He couldn't take any of the harsh words he had said back. He felt like a fool walking alone in the middle of nowhere in the pouring rain. Ron couldn't even remember what had made him get so out of control in the first place. It all seemed like a horrible nightmare to him now even though it all happened barely a few minutes ago. But Ron knew that he did have some reason behind all this for acting so rashly.
Never before in his life had he felt so helpless. He might as well be dead, it's not as though anyone would have noticed. And it wasn't as though they were getting anything accomplished. In the three months they had been searching, they had acquired just one Horcrux with no means of opening it. He had thought there would be more adventure, more excitement. But he had been proven wrong. Yet this still didn't give him the right to do what he had just done. He was ashamed of himself and too much of a coward to go back and apologize. But no matter how gratifying that may be, he just couldn't do it. He had made his choice and there was no going back.
He could remember when everything had been so simple. Being best friends with the school celebrity had its pros and cons but overall, he could say he was happy. He had a loving mother, two amazing best friends, one famous, the other brilliant, two hilarious, well-liked brothers, a beautiful sister, but what was Ron? The people around him could do all the work if Ron could just soak up all the glory while in the midst of them. And what was wrong with that? He had gotten so used to fading into the background he forgot what it was like to actually be needed. And that is what took him over the edge.
He couldn't bear having people rely on him for important things like this. He had always relied on Harry and Hermione more than anything. And Hermione was right. He had always looked on others to do things for him; Hermione with his schoolwork, his mom with taking care of him. It just became too much for him to handle. Everyday became the same endless stream of guesswork, empty bellies and boredom. He had thought he wanted to be a part of the famous trio on their journey to destroying Voldemort but he was wrong. Now that he was starting to realize it was not as how he and Hermione had envisioned it, he had gotten cold feet and left. Yes, he was a coward. But at least he could admit it.
So here he was wandering around aimlessly while the rain pounded on his head, reminding him of the warmth and dryness of the small tent Harry and Hermione were no doubt in right this very second. He had made a mistake, but he would have to deal with it for now. Somehow, someway he would make it up to them. How, he did not know yet, but he knew one thing for sure. That day was coming.
If you haven't already, please check out All Alone, it's Hermione's POV when Ron left. But anyways, hope you enjoyed and please review!