Whistles innocently. I meant for this to happen. I did... not mean for this to happen! I am so sorry!

Has character death mention, not a main character.

For Flying, Duh! :D Um, has cussing by a bad person, and a bit of blood.

Prompts used,

[action] cuddling in bed

(plot) someone bullying a member of your pairing

I do not own!

Enjoy!

"I'm glad you asked me out here." Ron smiled into his gloves, his breath coming out in puffs in the cold weather. Severus looked as stoic as ever, only a slight quirk to his lips betraying his feelings.

"Aren't you sad for missing your parents' party?" Severus asked, still unsure why his beau would agree to come instead of spend time with his family.

"Mah, I've been to that party before, besides, I can spend time with them tomorrow." Ron grinned at him, slipping his hand into Severus'. They were walking down a road, their plan was to visit Severus' mother, who couldn't leave her house due to the cold weather. They hadn't been dating long, only since the start of the school year, but Severus felt it was time to introduce this lively flame to his old sickly mother.

"Hey, Boy!" A gruff shout came from their right, Ron glanced over, because the voice didn't sound kind and he almost feared fr whoever was the intended target. He saw an older man, older then his father, maybe the same age as Hagrid?, waving an empty bottle in their direction.

It was then that he felt the tightening of Severus' hand in his own. Severus' face paled even more then usual, from his beautiful pale complexion with a slight glow of mystery, to an ashen white filled with a mix of hatred and fear.

"Yeah you. I thought I told you never to come back here?" The man swayed over to them, Ron could smell the alcohol on the man, he wrinkled his nose.

"Father. I thought you left the country." Severus bit out. Ron's eyes widened. He wanted to say something, even opened his mouth, but then thought better of it and just watched the two interact.

"I came back a month ago. I'm surprised your slut of a mother hadn't told you," The man took a swig from the bottle, realized it was empty, and had the gall to throw it at them. Ron had to let go of Severus' hand to avoid it.

"Ah, I see." The man seem to zero in on Ron, his brain just now noticing that he was there, and that he was there with Severus. The man staggered forward a bit, Ron backed away a bit, Severus didn't move a muscle, Ron glanced at him, Severus' jaw was clenched and his eyes narrow.

"You brought home another red head I see. What happened to the last one? Did she get mad that you wouldn't put out? Or was it the other way around?" Ron couldn't take this, he was seconds away from knocking the teeth out of this man. Severus moved, but not to hurt the man, he gripped Ron's arm.

"Come. It isn't worth it. He isn't worth anything." Severus spits out before moving away.

"You know, going to her house is a waste of time. The bitch died two days ago. Hadn't you heard? Whole house burned down, with her still inside." The man grinned wickedly, his eyes ablaze in triumph, Ron wouldn't put it past the guy to have been the person who started the fire.

"You lie." Severus' voice was hollow, no emotion shown through.

"Why would I lie about such a joyous thing? The bitch had it comi-" The bastard was on the ground before he could finish his sentence. Severus cradled his hand, a knuckle had cut on the man's teeth, the red blood swelled up out of the cut before cooling quickly in the frigid air.

"Fucking little bitch." The man spat, blood spilled slightly from a split lip. "Why don't you and your bitch of a boyfri-" This time Ron punched him, breaking his nose and sending him into unconsciousness.

"Merlin his voice was really annoying me. Come, Let's go see your mother." Ron smiled kindly at Severus, taking his wounded hand in his own.

Ron let Severus cuddle close to him, silent tears slipped down his face. The bastard was telling the truth. Severus' mother was dead, and no one had gotten word to him. No one had had the common courtesy to tell him that his mother had died.

Ron breathed deep, unwilling to let the tears come to his own face. Severus was usually the strong silent type, he wasn't someone you would think would cry, nor show any emotion more then a smirk or a frown. Even through the whole debacle with the man's father, Severus' face had shown little emotion, and the only reason Ron had seen it, was because he had taken great pleasure in watching his teacher since fifth year, and that might sound creepy, but he did get the guy in the end.

Back to the point, Ron knew that Severus had to be feeling a lot more then he was showing, and he was showing a lot. Ron's heart clenched, tears held back painfully as he stroked his beau's hair and back, trying to help in any way he could. And the only way he could, was to be there for him, a rock, a safe place for Severus to show emotion, and someone to be there for him so he wouldn't feel so alone.

Ron might not understand what it felt like to lose anyone, everyone dear to him was still alive, but just the thought of losing anyone, especially his mother, sent his heart into a crushing oblivion that made him feel so hollow. He can only imagine what it must feel like for Severus, who loves with his everything, even if he never shows it.

So they lay there, on Severus' bed, ignoring the fact that Ron was supposed to be at his own parent's house seven minutes ago, and just, forgetting that the world exists.

I once again apologize for this. I didn't even know the character, and my heart was breaking as I wrote this.

So I had the idea a while ago, like, right after the assignment was out, but crap happened. And I only just got inspiration for this.

I hope it didn't come out as bad as I think it did.

Mars