Hiya, I have another Ron and Harry story for you. eNJOY!
Merlin's Dagger.
Hey Ron what are you up to?" Harry asked, walking into their shared bedroom.
"Nothing." Ron said, putting the old history book he was browsing through on his empty school trunk.
"Oh well, you won't mind if I give you this then?" Harry asked, handing Ron a small wrapped box.
"What made you do this? It's not my birthday or anything." Ron asked. Not waiting for an answer he quickly unwrapped it. Inside was a small bit of metal the shape of an old man's head. He had piercing black eyes and a long beard that flowed into a blade at the end. "Oh wow!" Ron whispered.
"It's a charm called Merlin's Dagger, it's suppose to protect you from harm. I figure every bit helps." Harry explained, casually flopping in the space next to him.
Ron took Merlin's Dagger out of the box and held it in the palm of his hand. It was light and cool to the touch. "Thanks Harry. But why are you given this to me now?"
"Well, I was going to wait until tomorrow since it'll be September 1st , but it's going to get busy around here, so I thought I'd give it to you now." He answered, pulling his legs to his chest and wrapping his arms around himself protectively.
Ron cocked his head to the side and stared at the brunette. "So?"
"So, it's the 7th anniversary of when we met on the Hogwarts Express." Harry said, resting his chin on his knees.
"And we need to celebrate that because?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because we aren't going to be on the train this year. And maybe," Harry started, turning his head away from the red head. "Because it reminds me of the first time I fell in love."
Ron grinned. Even with his head turned he could tell that Harry was blushing. There was the telltale reddening of his just under his hairline that most people missed when Harry was feeling a particularly strong emotion, but Ron noticed. Looking back to his gift, he turned the charm over in his hand and saw the thin black cord tied around the back of it. He tied it around his neck and bent down and with an audible "smack" kissed Harry's jean clad knee cap.
"Me too."
Harry whipped his head around to face Ron. His brilliant green eyes wide open and shining with a light that Ron had not seen for since Dumbledore died.
"I don't know what to say, 'cept thank you for everything mate." Ron said, giving Harry an honest smile.
He watched as Harry bit his lower lip. Without giving it much thought, he grabbed Harry's right hand and he raised it too the dagger now hanging on his chest, and closed Harry's fingers around it, while closing his own on Harry's hand. Before Ron could hear any protest, he reached his other arm around Harry's back, pulled him close and kissed him.
When they broke apart there was a smirk on Ron's face.
"So, what'd you get Hermione?"
Thanks for reading!