A/N: Wheeeeee! Okay I actually think I can do thisI have a few chapters written already so no sweat right::wipes sweat of of forehead: Teehee I soooo cannot wait for GoF to come out, I'm so hyped. Ooooomg. Okay anyway this is the first fic I've ever written with this ship even though I have read so many. Can't wait for HpB either. So impatient I am. Ah! You want to read this story, dontcha? Well here it is! Enjoy!
Lonely
Strawberry Fields Forever
Grey were the clouds that hung overhead, that hid the blue sky, and cried heavy tears of rain. Thunder was the sob that was heard by none other than a young man who stood alone in what used to be a field of happy thoughts. No more of the laughter and joy that used to be were present, for the open field was now streaked with the markings of war; blood, disembodied limbs, fingers, gore that might have been someone's insides; fires that still burned through the rain, dead bodies whose eyes stared into the clouds.
A place of grief which was crowded with brave men and women yesterday, today was only occupied by one lone figure whose robes were torn and wounds that he neglected to heal bled slowly and steadily. His face that had always been clean and shaved, was now rough, pale, and streaked with dirt. His red hair, mussed and stained with blood. His blue eyes took in everything around him as he slowly sank down to his knees. He felt frozen and broken-hearted as realization swept through his body.
When his eyes caught sight of a pair of round-rimmed glasses with broken lenses, Ron Weasley cracked and let out of scream of anguish and sorrow, and began to sob alonside the skies
A/N: Sooohow was it for my first chapter, eh? Eh? Like it? If you do, review, cause im not posting another chapter until I get a nice amount of reviews. So lets git 'er done!
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