Week 1 of the Ship Til You Drop Competition - Ron/Daphne
Ron was sweating. Hard. He wanted to hold Daphne's hand so bad but he could not, because of his serious case of sweaty palms. Daphne wanted to go to his place because she needed an 'escape' from all the Pureblood supremacy. Ron almost fell off his chair when she pleaded that they go to his house. Ron, being the lovesick puppy he is, just could not resist his girlfriend's wishes.
The couple apparated to Ottert St. Catchpole and off they trotted a long walk towards the Burrow. After a few long moments of silence between the two, Ron stopped on his tracks and faced her. They were already by the lawn of the Burrow.
"It's not much, Daphne, but it's home." Ron scratched the back of his head.
"I love it." Daphne's lips slowly quirked up to a lovely smile.