Bwahah, I'm posting this early! Of course, this chapter is REALLY short...so, sorry about that.
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Warnings: Ron's stupidity....actually, it's not really him being stupid this time...just his bad timing, I suppose, language, that angsty feeling...
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Chapter 7: Not Seeing the Love
Ron sat on the couch, watching Harry's music video for the umpteenth time. He'd actually lost track of the number of times he rewound the video and played it again. It brought him comfort. It allowed him to see and hear Harry.
Thoughts kept swirling in his head. Harry had yet to pick his equipment up. Ron was bothered by this notion. Harry always did what he said. It was abnormal for him not to. So, after several more hours of staring at white noise, Ron decided he would pack the equipment up and take it to Harry.
He hadn't expected to see them sucking each other off. He hadn't thought their relationship was anything like that. But, he realized, it explained the times Harry disappeared for several hours and suddenly returned more relaxed. Ron had always assumed Harry had gone somewhere to think. But now he understood. His big brother was doing things to Harry that Ron could only ever dream of. It broke his heart.
Ron flooed to the Leaky Caldron before the two could notice him. He drank until he was pissed, and then he drank until he could no longer distinguish sorrow from happiness. His friends couldn't figure out what was so wrong. They tried fixing him up with a random witch, but Ron declined. He couldn't get the image of George and Harry out of his head. His heart slipped from its shelf and shattered into a billion little pieces.
Unfortunately, Ron had no clue that Harry's heart had done the same thing every night Ron was out shagging some girl.