A/N: Ron wakes up after getting trapped in a cave.
Submission for:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Speed Drabble -miracle, glitter, "I'm not ready yet."
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Ron sat at the mouth of the cave, trying to shake off the last few vestiges of sleep and chill from his shoulders. It was a miracle that he had found this place to ride out the storm, the snow falling all around him, each delicate flake sparkling like minute flecks of glitter in the early morning sun.
He had been tracking down a criminal who was known to be hiding out in this forest, when he finally found the man near a half-frozen river. A fight had broken out as he and the wizard traded spells, but then a misstep caused him to fall back, landing on his wand, and giving his opponent the chance to Apparate away.
He had begun walking among the trees, trying to find a village or cottage to get some help, when the storm arrived. The wind howled in his ears and chilled his bones as he trudged through the snow. For a brief moment, he thought he was going to died out there, cold and alone. With no wand and only his thin jacket, he had started to doubt himself but he soon deviated from that train of thought. He cleared his mind and bravely said outloud, "I'm not ready yet." He was not ready to leave this world, and all those in it that he loved.
He rose to his feet and stepped out of the cave, letting the winter sun warm his skin as he tried to get his bearings. Everything looked different during the day, without the blanket of darkness and the panic clouding his mind. But no matter. He would use all his training and knowledge to get home. Hermione and his little girl were waiting for him at home.