Back to the Burrow
By Spark
The war was over and Ron felt like he didn't know what to do. He felt dirty like he hadn't shower in days. He was tired and all he wanted to do was sleep but when he closed his eyes all he saw was Fred body falling from the cruse. Ron closed his eyes to stop thinking about. When he wasn't thinking about his brother, he was thinking about Hermione and where did they stand after all this.
Ron decide it was time to go home and get away from the castle that was going to be rebuilt. There were people all over the place and all he wanted was to be alone from people telling him that he was a hero for what he did. He tried. He decided that it was time to go home.
He was on his way out when he was stopped by Hermione. There were things that needed to be said between them but neither one said anything about how they were feeling he thought that it might be that it was all over and they didn't think they would have come out of this alive or that it would only take ten months. He wanted to kiss her again but he didn't know how it would feel now that they weren't fighting for their lives.
"I'm going home," He said. She nodded, watched him walk down the stairs, and leave the castle.
He walked down the path and left the grounds. He thought of home as spun. He could smell home before he saw it. He looked at the Burrow and took everything in from the attic were his window was to the Wellington boots that were on the step. He went towards the house to the door. He tried to open the door but it was lock. He pulled out his wand and smiled when he said Alohomora. It brought back the memory the first time when Harry, Hermione, and him saved the day for the first time. Now seven years later the war was over and they could move on with their lives.
Ron pushed the door open and saw that there was an inch of dust on the table. To him it felt like his mother just finished cleaning up after dinner with all nine of them. He wiped a finger across the table to see the table under the dust, He made his way into the sitting room. He could still see his dad reading the paper in his chair next to the fire while the kids were doing their own thing. He could see Fred and George with their heads together thinking up something. Percy and him playing chess where he was beating Percy. Ginny sitting there reading about the Holyhead Harpies and saying that she was going to play for them. Mum listening to the wireless and singing along with it.
He turned towards the stairs and headed up them. He saw that Ginny had left her door open. He looked in and saw that to Ron nothing had changed here like she just walked out of her room. He felt that Ginny was going to come and tell him that he need to leave so he left. He went pass Bill's room and headed for the stairs. He poked his head in Percy's room and the twins' room before walking pass his parents' room. He came to his room, it brought a smile to his face.
He opened the door and saw that ghoul had gone back to the attic. It looked like his mother tried to clean his room since he was gone. The camp bed that Harry slept on was still in the corner. He walked around his room and opened the window to let the spring air in. He went and sat on his bed. It still had his Chudley Cannons bed spread on it. He felt like he had grown up in the last ten months that it seems wrong to have this bed spread.
He stretched out on it and once his head hit his pillow he fell asleep. This was home to him.