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twenty second plus one - harry/ron - pg

January 29, 2009 | 05:13 pm
music: All Girl Summer Fun Band - Trajectory | Powered by Last.fm
posted by: certifieddork in cuz_itsa_sin

Title: Twenty Seconds Plus One
Rating: PG
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Words: 422
Notes: Reposted here for tailoredshirt and the good people who are - hopefully! - following her link on crack_broom. This fic is five years old, ie, ancient in terms of Harry Potter canon. But if you can keep in mind that it was written in 2004, you might still enjoy it. :D

Ron was waiting. Maybe he had been waiting his whole life, but according to the clock on the wall is was only thirty-four hours, fourteen minutes and forty-one seconds.

Forty-two. Forty-three. Forty-four.

Harry was gone and he was either going to come back forever, or never. Ron had been hoping - nearly praying, though he didn't realise that what it was - for the former, but longer he waited, the longer it seemed he would wait.

Forty-five. Forty-six.

Ron had realised something in the last thirty-four plus hours - he couldn't live without Harry. He had survived so far, but it was hard work, not being with your best mate right when you needed him the most.

Forty-seven. Forty-eight.

He'd always been a little flattered, and a lot surprised, to be the thing Harry would miss the most. Now, however, he knew differently. After long hours sitting in the same wooden kitchen chair, staring at the clock and not moving a muscle, he realised - Harry was the thing he'd miss most as well.


Suddenly, a door opened. Ron didn't move. He would not get his hopes up. Even as he heard feet on the stairs he refused to turn his eyes from the clock. He would not get his hopes up only to have them fall flat on the ground.




It sure sounded like Harry. Ron looked at the ground, unable to fully come to grips with it. Maybe - just maybe - Harry was standing in this kitchen. He couldn't rush this.


He shoes were muddy, as were his jeans, which were also full of rips and holes. His hands lay at his side, red and scratched, but in one piece. His t-shirt was soaked.


After an eternal two seconds, Ron brought his gaze to Harry's face. White as a sheet where it wasn't red with blood - Ron couldn't tell who's. Harry's usual green eyes blinked at him from behind the same old glasses, but the scar - that legendary scar - seemed to be fading. He looked exhausted and drained, but he was alive.


He was dirty, but he was Harry, and Ron leaped to his feet.


'You alright, Harry?'


Harry smiled tiredly. 'Yeah. Mostly.'


Without another word - none were needed - Ron strode across the room and wrapped his arms around his best mate.


'Don't even leave me behind again.'


Harry pulled away and stared Ron right in the face.


'I don't plan to,' he said, and kissed Ron fervently on the mouth.


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Comments {9}


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from: lovelylytton
date: January 30, 2009 07:02 am (UTC)

I really like the counting, and how you made clear that after the kiss something entirely new started. Thank you for sharing, I really enjoyed this.

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Loyaulte Me Lie

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from: shocolate
date: January 30, 2009 11:11 am (UTC)

A new beginning!


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from: irislock
date: January 30, 2009 01:36 pm (UTC)

Thanks for reposting - I really enjoyed it!

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Machiavellian Puppet Master

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from: tjs_whatnot
date: January 30, 2009 04:07 pm (UTC)

Oy! That was just lovely!

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from: shes_gone
date: January 30, 2009 09:24 pm (UTC)

Oh, I love this!

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from: hpuckle
date: January 30, 2009 09:48 pm (UTC)

Gorgeous. I love the format - the counting starting again for a new beginning! Lovely.


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from: layabonifacio
date: January 31, 2009 05:13 am (UTC)

:) ... :) ... thank you.. thank you for this :) ♥

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Chesty la Rue

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from: hogwartshoney
date: February 23, 2009 02:12 am (UTC)

Counting the seconds was an excellent way to add tension to Ron's waiting, and I must tell you, I'm covered with goose bumps at the kiss... and the 'one'.

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from: unomesowell
date: April 1, 2009 07:44 pm (UTC)

'I don't plan to,' he said, and kissed Ron fervently on the mouth.

*goosebumps and chills*

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