Control

AN: I am aware this chapter is rather short but I felt it needed a chapter of its own especially considering what will happen in the next. *winks* Hope you like and leave a review.

Ladylancelot

Words

You did WHAT?” Ron stared at his best friend in obvious horror as he sat on the bed. “You are kidding right?”

When Harry glumly shook his head, Ron heavily dropped onto his bed as well, clearly shaken.

“Mate, if this what I think it is, you basically ruined all your chances of a happy family in the future.”

“I know Ron and I did not want that to happen. How was I supposed to know that such a stupid bond meant I was practically married to the git.”

Sighing Ron opened his night table and got out two chocolate frogs for both of them.

“Well what did you think a bond meant?” he asked curiously sharing one of the frogs with his distressed friend.

Harry closed his eyes tightly.


“I dunno. I mean Dumbledore said it meant sharing my magic with Snape so I thought it was a one time thing.” He fidgeted with his hands clearly upset.

Ron shook his head. “The fact that you know very little about the wizarding world, got you in trouble so many times in the past. When will you stop rushing into matters without all the required informations?”

The redhead managed to sound like his fiancée but he was not nearly as upset as Harry had expected him to be.

“Snape said something similar somewhere in that burst of insults,” Harry muttered and was surprised when his best friend chuckled.

“I would have never ever expected to admit it, but the git is actually right.” When Harry could not see humour in that Ron scowled.

“It is not the end of the world Harry.”

Harry huffed. “You said I ruined all my chances of ever having a family of my own. That sounds very much like the end of the world to me.”

“Well if you put it that way...” Ron trailed off and used his wand to tidy up up his room.


“Can I ask you a question?” Not waiting for Harry's answer he continued.

“Why did you do it? I mean it is Snape we are talking about.”

“I do not know Ron,” Harry replied having waited for that question the whole day. Truth was he no idea why the thought of Snape dying had felt so- whatever it had felt.


“I do not like him but I don't want him dead. It would be another person lost to Voldemort and at that time it felt like the right thing to do.”


The brunette boy turned on his side gazing out of the window where now the sun had set. “How is Ginny?”

Ron huffed. “Not well. I mean she thought the two would marry and now- I am not sure if she wants to live that way. But maybe she will come around, give her some time Harry.”

Nodding mutely Harry crawled under the covers trying to forget how much his life sucked now that Riddle was gone for good.

With a flick of his wand Ron put out the candles and flopped into his bed. It was quiet for a while until Harry broke the silence.

“When have you grown up so much?”

Ron chuckled. “Somewhere between you killing the bastard and having proposed to my girl friend. Good night Harry.”