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Godric's Hollow - Chapter Five : Transitions - H/R - PG-13
Title: Godric’s Hollow
Author:shocfix
Pairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17
This is my Big Damn Table, turned into a multi-chaptered novella.
One hundred stories inspired by Broke Back Mountain.
Ron looks back on his life with and without Harry.
Chapter Five : Transitions
Sunrise
Harry’s life had changed completely.
It was like a new dawn.
He quit the Cannons and stayed at home with his kids.
All that year he was closeted with baby Alex and I rarely saw him.
He was exhausted.
And, being Harry, he felt guilty.
She’d have been alive if it weren’t for him.
For him selfishly marrying her, when he didn’t love her enough.
For ruining her life.
No thought for how much she wanted him; wanted his children.
Has to take everything on his own shoulders, my Harry.
Didn’t he realise I felt guilty enough for both of us?
Sunset
So, our relationship was over.
It had to be.
It wasn’t as if Harry and I had been away, shagging, when Ginny died, but it felt like it.
I had betrayed her, taken the only thing she ever wanted.
And it didn’t make it any easier that she never knew.
Our kids grew, and Lizzie and then Annie started school.
Annie and his Diana were firmest of friends, and Di made her dad take them all to King’s Cross to see Annie off on the train.
It was the first time he’d been since Gin died and he looked awful.
People stared at him, and he was no longer used to it.
I know he found himself looking for her; I did, every year.
Too Much
I swore I had put it behind me.
My family was all that I needed.
Hermione was a wonderful wife and mother.
The year passed.
Kate was in her sixth year, she worked almost as hard as her mum and, of course, she was a prefect.
Lizzie was my girl – she was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and in detention whenever her sister couldn’t get her out of trouble.
Annie owled Di almost daily, she couldn’t wait for her to join her at school.
Charlie dreamed of following them.
Teddy had Alex as his special project. He’d only been a year old when she was born, but he’d always looked after her, the poor motherless mite.
And, as he was the image of me, and Alex the image of her father?
It hurt to see them so inseparable.
I had all that I needed, and more.
And, the following Autumn, there we all were at King’s Cross again, Harry finally seeing Di off to school with her cousins.
And then he looked at me.
Not Enough
Like he hadn’t done in over five years.
Like he wanted me.
Not fair, Harry.
I knew why his daughter starting school would trigger it, I was half expecting it.
Change.
When Harry felt he was detaching from his world, when he was losing control.
When he needed, I don’t know, validation?
Not again.
I couldn’t.
Then Hermione took Teddy’s hand – he was already holding Alex’s – and managed to catch Charlie and Philip, and she turned to us. “I’ll take them home,” she said. “Why don’t you go for a drink?”
Like a drink would ever be enough.
Title: Godric’s Hollow
Author:
shocfixPairing: Harry/Ron
Rating: NC-17
This is my Big Damn Table, turned into a multi-chaptered novella.
One hundred stories inspired by Broke Back Mountain.
Ron looks back on his life with and without Harry.
Chapter Five : Transitions
Sunrise
Harry’s life had changed completely.
It was like a new dawn.
He quit the Cannons and stayed at home with his kids.
All that year he was closeted with baby Alex and I rarely saw him.
He was exhausted.
And, being Harry, he felt guilty.
She’d have been alive if it weren’t for him.
For him selfishly marrying her, when he didn’t love her enough.
For ruining her life.
No thought for how much she wanted him; wanted his children.
Has to take everything on his own shoulders, my Harry.
Didn’t he realise I felt guilty enough for both of us?
Sunset
So, our relationship was over.
It had to be.
It wasn’t as if Harry and I had been away, shagging, when Ginny died, but it felt like it.
I had betrayed her, taken the only thing she ever wanted.
And it didn’t make it any easier that she never knew.
Our kids grew, and Lizzie and then Annie started school.
Annie and his Diana were firmest of friends, and Di made her dad take them all to King’s Cross to see Annie off on the train.
It was the first time he’d been since Gin died and he looked awful.
People stared at him, and he was no longer used to it.
I know he found himself looking for her; I did, every year.
Too Much
I swore I had put it behind me.
My family was all that I needed.
Hermione was a wonderful wife and mother.
The year passed.
Kate was in her sixth year, she worked almost as hard as her mum and, of course, she was a prefect.
Lizzie was my girl – she was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and in detention whenever her sister couldn’t get her out of trouble.
Annie owled Di almost daily, she couldn’t wait for her to join her at school.
Charlie dreamed of following them.
Teddy had Alex as his special project. He’d only been a year old when she was born, but he’d always looked after her, the poor motherless mite.
And, as he was the image of me, and Alex the image of her father?
It hurt to see them so inseparable.
I had all that I needed, and more.
And, the following Autumn, there we all were at King’s Cross again, Harry finally seeing Di off to school with her cousins.
And then he looked at me.
Not Enough
Like he hadn’t done in over five years.
Like he wanted me.
Not fair, Harry.
I knew why his daughter starting school would trigger it, I was half expecting it.
Change.
When Harry felt he was detaching from his world, when he was losing control.
When he needed, I don’t know, validation?
Not again.
I couldn’t.
Then Hermione took Teddy’s hand – he was already holding Alex’s – and managed to catch Charlie and Philip, and she turned to us. “I’ll take them home,” she said. “Why don’t you go for a drink?”
Like a drink would ever be enough.