During the height of the second wizarding war, many have lost hope and some are on the verge of doing it. Ron Weasley too is on the verge of losing, but amongst all the chaos he found a reason , a beacon of hope to survive and instead of letting the hope die, he let it thrive. The reason ? See for yourself. PS. I'ts my first fanfic please be a bit, teeny-tiny bit kind please!