Rarely
(Some of Ronald Weasley's freckles seem to be missing.)
disclaimer: Ronald Weasley's freckles and Hermione Granger's probable obsession about them are not belonging to me.
When good triumphs in the way that it's supposed to, that's supposed to lead you to an unfailing, Grandma's recipe book happy ending. We like to forget that life is still life after the worst trial happens.
He seemed to have lost freckles in the war, in the same way that some people lost various appendages. Not that they had been counted, (who would do something like count a Weasley's freckles, unless they were completely mental?) but there seemed to be less of them spotting his face. Perhaps they hid themselves when the world grew so dark, as they always seemed to multiply in bright summer. Sometimes, the feeling that whispering to them that the sun had since then dawned was the only thing to be done was so strong that she actually bit her tongue to stop the silly words from escaping.
They were rarely silly now, you see.
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