a/n: the prompt word for these was "ache". the first drabble is from ron's POV and the second is from harry's. hope you enjoy.
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Pangs
I ache with longing.
I want to hold you, caress you, feel your hair and skin under my fingers. But you're forbidden to me.
I ache with sorrow. I see you fight and struggle, and I want to share your burden, to take away your pain and ease the worry lines from your face. But you're so distant and cold.
I ache with awe. I fall into the gems of your eyes and marvel that your smile rivals the brightest Lumos. But you're hardened and do not believe in your own beauty.
I ache with love.
I ache for you.
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You look at me with longing. You reach out towards me, fingers trembling. But then stop short and your hand withdraws.
You look at me with sorrow. You try to smile even when I can't and you offer your help, your shoulder, without a second thought. But then apologize for getting in the way.
You look at me with awe. You gaze at me as if you've just witnessed the first sunrise the Gods saw fit to bless upon the Earth. But then drop your eyes and turn away.
You ache with love.
But you will ache no more.