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ickleronikins

Dancing with Ghosts

Apr 12, 2013 22:43

Ron wasn't entirely sure how he should take their mum's suggestion that he move in with George and help with the shop. Sure, it really was a brilliant suggestion, but at the same time, he wasn't sure if she was just sick of having him mope around the Burrow. He wasn't like Harry, Hermione, even Ginny, with their jobs at the Ministry, and playing ( Read more... )

post-war, solace, george/ron, weasleycest

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weasleykink April 13 2013, 05:16:53 UTC

"The guest room's fine… it's empty," he says. He doesn't call it Fred's room anymore. They only ever called it that to cover for the fact that they both slept in George's room. Fred stored his clothes in there, but that was about it, and the truth was that they both shared clothes enough that it had turned into off-season storage ( ... )

ickleronikins April 13 2013, 06:22:35 UTC

It seemed strange for a moment, the way that George called it the guest room, but maybe he just didn't want to talk about Fred at the moment, knowing it was a sore spot for the both of them. Ron looks better, but still not exactly good, not like he did before. He's still stronger, broader in the shoulders than the twins, but he's still a bit thinner than he used to be, and it doesn't sit quite right on his body, although it's not as bad as it was right after the War, when he had trouble forcing himself to eat at all. Nowadays he just doesn't have much of an appetite ( ... )

weasleykink April 13 2013, 06:44:29 UTC

George sets about to making them both cocoa, pulling out the ingredients and he hops up on the counter to wait for it to boil. He doesn't notice he's being watched until he's seated, until he's facing the doorway, and he offers a little smile.

It will be strange to have someone living with him who doesn't share the bed. He's never had roommates expect in Hogwarts, and that was different because Fred had been there too and with him there no one else had really mattered. After, they'd lived here, and he didn't really want to live with anyone he couldn't curl up with after a long day, but Ron was family and he loved him and knew that he wasn't the only one who missed Fred and needed a little help. Ron missed him too, though maybe not as much or in quite the same way.

"Busy," he said. "I've been swamped. But it's better than having nothing to do…" he kicked his heel at the counter, still looking at Ron. "How's Mum?"

ickleronikins April 13 2013, 07:15:31 UTC

Ron moved to lean against the edge of the table as he looked over at George, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well, in theory that's why I'm here, init?" He shrugged his shoulders at the question. "Best as she can, really. She keeps herself busy and tries not to think too much about everything everyone lost in the War. I don't think having me moping around was helping any," he offered with a tilt of his head. It's been almost a year, but Ron's not over it. Not like how Bill and Charlie and Percy just seemed to more or less be able to get on with their lives. When it got bad, mum would remind him Fred wouldn't want him to be like this, but somehow that just made it worse. As if he was disappointing him ( ... )

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