Ron shuffled awkwardly in Harry's smart shoes, his were too battered to use. He clutched at the white lilies in his hand and smoothed his hair into a somewhat presentable fashion.
He swallowed and tucked the flowers behind his back, and knocked on the libary door. He then felt silly for knocking on the libary and went in. It was sort of her home.
She sat there surrounded by books and impatiently flicked her hair behind her ear. She was beautiful, at home, and Ron just had to snatch her up before any one else did.
He took a deep breath.
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100 word stories
Krótkie OpowiadaniaYou have 100 words, use them wisely. Use for good, for evil, for love, for slytherin, for gryffindor or anything you want. No smut. Yes swearing, but not excessively. All credit will be given to rightful writer!
