Hiraeth || Welsh
Deep longing for a place which can never be revisited.
He stands. . .as he watches her red hair flutter around in the air.
He sighs. . .as he realizes he is the only one who can see her.
He smiles. . .as he realizes he is the only...
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Chapter Twenty Seven: Sacrifices For Love
"Love can be felt only by the selfless."
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The Flying Ford Angelia hit more than 160 kilometers per hour by the time it reached The Potter Manor. Ginny was forcing the car to go faster than Ron was driving, hence he had no control over it.
The landing was harsh but no one could care less. The sight in front of them made sure of it.
The Potter Manor was ablaze. Grey smoke rose to the air and a thin line of water was being splashed by Charlie using a charm but that seemed of no use. Bill was setting some runes around and the rest of Ron's family were trying to put out the fire along with Charlie. The car was merely five feet from the ground when Harry opened the door and jumped out before running towards the manor. Ron and Hermione shouted at him to stop but, of course, he did not.
"The kids are trapped in!" Percy exclaimed as he levitated sand towards the manor with the help of Audrey and Angelina. Ron gasped and made to run towards the manor but Hermione stopped him.
"Harry has already gone in! I can't lose you now, Ron! Let's focus on putting this fire out!" she suggested, tears already flowing down her cheeks.
"This won't douse! It's a curse set by that Isabelle!" Charlie exclaimed hopelessly. Ron's heart ached but then he remembered someone else who might be hurting more than him. He turned towards the Angelia but then saw it empty.
"Ginny?!" he shouted just as she passed him by. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him.
"Ron, I have to save my family. This was why Death sent me below. This is that special mission Mr Potter told me about," she said seriously.
"But it'll kill you!" Ron warned.
"I was already killed, Ron. I may be killed as an entity but it doesn't matter when compared to the lives of three innocent children and a wonderful man! Just know that. . . that you are and always will be my amazing brother and I love you so much!" She ran forward to hug him. Ron hugged her back tightly, tears streaming down his cheeks. To anyone who would have been watching this 'one-sided' exchange, it might have been a rather bizarre scene, but to Ron, it was the moment when he felt his heart melt away. With another glance at him, she left.
Ron felt his knees buckle and he fell to the ground. He felt a pair of arms wrap around him and just turned towards the angelic embrace. His world was breaking down in front of his eyes and he could do nothing about it. All that was left now was a fluctuating hope of Harry and his nephews surviving this raging fire. And of course, killing that traitorous Isabelle for causing this chaos.
