Birthday Drabble: Ron Weasley
Pairing: Romione
Rating: K
Ron Weasley woke up feeling like he had been hit by the Knight Bus. He barely wanted to open his eyes, his throat felt as if it were on fire, and he had the worst headache forming on the side of his head.
He opened his eyes. This wasn't his dorm. He wasn't in his bed. Was this the hospital wing? How the bloody hell did he get here? The last thing he remembered was that it was his birthday, he ate some treats, and he was being given a drink because he was...
His eyes darted quickly around the room. Was his hand chained down to the bed? He found himself not able to move his left hand. He looked over to see what the problem was, and he couldn't help but smile.
There, his hand firmly in her grasp, hair spread wildly over his leg where she was resting her head, was Hermione. The last person he ever thought he would see here, but the only person he wanted around him.
As much as he wanted to wake her and talk to her, apologize for everything he put her through the past few months, he didn't want to wake her, she looked like an angel laying there. Hermione, his beautiful guardian angel. The thought made him relax.
He felt his eyes grow heavy. As much as he wanted to know how he ended up there and on his birthday of all days, he didn't want to ruin what he felt was a moment that he thought would never happen again. If it took him being in a hospital wing to get his Hermione back, he would do whatever it was he did a thousand times.
"Best birthday ever." he whispered to himself as he gently intertwined his and Hermione's fingers and went back to sleep.