"Mum," Ron said, his voice warbling slightly. He turned around and wrapped her up in his arms. No matter how old he was, Ron would always need his parents. Now, his mum needed him too, and all he could do was hold it together for her.
He refused to let the tears that wanted to fall out. 'Keep it together.' A hard lump was stuck in his throat, and it made it difficult to swallow.
"Bill got you taken care of?" He asked, looking into her face.