Harry had to just stare at Ron in shock. He blinked a few times, but Ron was still there, speaking from his heart. He didn't know how to respond, his throat was locked up tight and he thought he might be hyperventilating a little. No one had ever loved him like this and he didn't deserve it. He pushed at Ron, shaking his head and trying to draw in a breath.
"Can't...can't..." he tried to say, grabbing at his throat. He clutched at Ron, pulling him close while moments before he was pushing him away, and clung to him. "Love you," he managed to wheeze out. "Want...want...all that too." He drew in several large breaths and then looked up at Ron sheepishly. "Erm...you just...overwhelmed me," he admitted. "No one has ever loved me before."