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Written for Pinata: Canon
Word count - 309
A Sunrise On A New Day
"How are you feeling?" Ron asked quietly, sitting down on the step beside Hermione.
She was sitting on the steps leading to the castle, her elbows balancing on her knees. He'd been looking for her for a while, and he felt something inside himself relax now that he finally had his eyes on her.
She shrugged and shifted to rest her head on his shoulder. "Tired. Sore. I'm still not sure if I believe it's really over. How are you?"
Ron wrapped his arm around her back. "I don't know. I still… Fred and… mum is…" he shook his head, unable to complete a single thought. It was hard to think about the last few days; in a strange way, it almost felt like a nightmare that he hadn't yet woken up from.
He understood how Hermione was feeling, he was a little scared to believe that it was real, that it was over.
"Have you seen Harry?" She asked then, leaning heavily against him.
"For a minute. He's… he'll be okay, you know? I think he just... needs a minute to turn off battle mode. Same as the rest of us."
She nodded and for a few moments, they sat in silence, watching the sun rise over the forest.
"Can we just… for now, can we just go inside and cuddle? I just… I need a cuddle and to not think for a while,"
Ron smiled and turned his head to press a kiss to her temple. "Sure we can."
He stood, pulling her with him, and wrapped his arm back around her shoulders. They walked into the castle together, and despite the pain of the last year, despite the heartache, and the danger, and the uncertainty, for the moment, they were each content with their place in the world.
So long as it was with each other.