Its Okay To Be Scared

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I do not own Harry Potter. Or any of the characters. I pretty much only own this scenario.

Ron walked over to Harry, whom was his best mate and brother in all but blood. He had been talking to Percy in a corner. Well, Percy had been talking. Ron was just standing there, waiting for the conversation to be over. Harry had been sitting on the couch in front of the fire. He knew exactly what Harry was thinking, so went over and sat next to Harry silently. Which, mind you, was not his forte.

"I am so, so, so sorry, Ron." Harry some quietly beside him.

"It wasn't your fault, and you know it." Ron chastised.

"But, he was looking for me. And if he hadn't realized that it was the wrong person, he could have killed you... or... or worse."

"Harry, I am honestly, very glad that it was me he found. Because, if it had been you, he might not have hesitated."

Harry buried his face in his hands. Wanting to hide the sudden wetness in his eyes. Ron felt an arm go over his shoulder, and was pleased to see that the body that the arm around his own shoulder's twin was around Harry.

"Harry," Fred started.

"We don't blame you. And Ron himself doesn't blame you. And quite frankly, that could have ended so much worse." George finished for his twin, who wasn't just using twin-talk, Fred just hadn't known what to say to the distraught teenager.

"It's all my fault. Black was after me, and he almost killed you because o-" his voice muffled by his hands, Harry was interrupted by George.

"And he was pretty damn close to ya too. It's not your fault. Wanna know why?"

"We know you do. Because, you did not ask for your life. It was given to you. But we can't think of a better kid to take on the hell that is your life. We know Ronnie-kins couldn't. If Black was one bed over, it could have been very bad." His twin stated.

"We would miss you Harry. We know Ron here would be lost without you. You are our little brother, and as much as he hates to admit it, Percy's too. He might not show it, but he does care."

"Ron, I may not show it. But I'm scared. I'm terrified. Black is a full grown wizard. Who has escaped Azkaban. And Dementors. He killed so many people. And I am a... a thirteen-year-old boy, who is even smaller than anyone in his year. And is no where near being a fully-trained wizard."

"Harry, it is okay to be be afraid. To be scared. You never were before. You have every right to be. But don't worry. I'll be by your side, defending you."
Ron said.

"Thanks, Ron."

"I'm really tired."

"So am I."

"Let's go to sleep?"

"Sure."

So, Ron set his arm around Harry's shoulders. And Harry set his head on Ron's shoulder. Harry fell asleep faster. And Ron fell asleep with his head on the back in the couch. Fred and George didn't have the heart to tease them about it. So they joined. Fred, already on that side, leaned his back against Harry's arm, with his head and neck on Harry's shoulder. His legs were bent over the side of the couch. While George was in the same position in the other side of Ron. They all fell asleep quickly, their family connection scaring away nightmares.

This was how Professor Minerva McGonagall found them half an hour later. When she sent everyone to bed. But did not wake them. She allowed a soft smile and made sure that the common room was empty, besides the four boys, before heading to her own chambers.

The fact that Ron's arm was around Harry was because Ron saw Harry as a younger brother, and for the first time, had a way to show Harry that he would be there, no matter what.

Anyway. That was it. Someone still need s to comment on how to end stories. And anyone can comment at any time if you want a one- shot, stories of one- shots, or just a story. Just make sure to tell me any specific detail.

Just kidding. I figured it out.

If you want me to change this into a series of one-shots. Then do not be shy. Let me know your thoughts. Give me a suggestion. And if enough people like this, I may do a marauders' preference. Maybe. So. This story does not have to be over. But I am making it look like that.

Wanna know why?










Because shy people might get disappointed if they were expecting like, a bromance between Ron and Harry.

Word Count:805

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