Celandine's Chronicle (celandineb) wrote in cels_fic_haven, @ 2012-05-08 13:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | hp ficlets harry/hermione/ron, hp quill-it 100.3 |
HP ficlet: Valedictory [Harry/Ron/Hermione, general]
Title: Valedictory
Author: celandineb
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry/Ron/Hermione
Rating: general
Length: 235 words
Warning: [highlight between Xs to see warning] X implied character death X
Summary: The three of them have tea together.
Note: For quill_it, 100.3, prompt 15, "brown". For westernredcedar, who asked for Harry/Ron; I had to put Hermione in for this. Apologies for the angst.
Ron's hand rests on top of the blanket. His freckles are hard to distinguish from brown age spots, these days, thinks Harry, as he reaches to entwine his fingers with Ron's.
They both know that time is short. How short -- that is the unanswerable question. It could be moments, could be months. In private conversations with Harry, Hermione has expressed the hope that it will be shorter rather than longer, for Ron's sake.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron's voice cracks, wavers, and Harry wonders if Ron has somehow caught his thoughts, even without Legilimency.
"Making tea," he says, almost equally huskily. "Want me to get her?"
Ron moves his head from side to side. His hand clasps Harry's more tightly, though it is nothing like the grip he once had. "'S all right. She'll be here soon."
The two of them wait. It isn't long, really, before Hermione returns, the loaded tea tray floating before her to settle gently on the stand beside Ron's bed. She pours: milk and one sugar for Ron, four sugars for Harry, none for herself. Harry chooses a biscuit.
"Thanks." Ron raises himself with an effort to sit upright against his pillows. He keeps hold of Harry with one hand, taking the cup with the other.
Hermione pats his knee. "You're welcome."
It is a quiet time, simply being together, remembering. When Ron's eyes slide shut, Harry rescues his teacup from falling.