(Holy,Ronald,you’reawizard,Hermionehadtoldhim,thesttimeshewasmendinghisbrokennose.It’dgobetterforyouifyou’drememberyourwand.)
It’stheonernthatgutsHarry.Theyhadbeeninthistogether,fromtheverybeginning,whentheysatdowntogetherinthesametrainompartment.Theystartedthislongridetogether,andnowHarrywastryingtogetoffearly.Buthehadto.“I’vegotsomethingtotellyou.”Ron’sgothiseyebrowsraised,andHarryknowsthatwhateverhethinkshewillhear,itwillnotbethis.“Iquittheaurorprogram.”
ThereationisnotasloudasHarryhadbeenexpeting.HeountsitasagoodsignthatRonleansarossthetabletowhisper-yellintohisfaeinsteadofflippingthetable.Maybeitwastheshok.“What?”Ablink,andthenasmile,likehewashalfhopingthatHarrywasjoking.“Why?”
“Idon’tknow.”Heraiseshishands,realizesthatmightdrawattention,andthenliesthemftonthetable.“Inevergotthehanetohoose,youknow?Noneofusdid.Wejustgotthrustintothefight.”
Rondidn’tgetit.Hewasallanger,now.Thiswastheonlythingheknew.“So?”
“So,maybeIdon’twanttofight.”
“Whatdoyouwanttodoinstead?”
Ronisn’tangry.Helooksresigned,abit,likeheknewthatthiswasonlyamatteroftime.ItvalidatesHarry’sdeisionlikenothingelseould,thatRondidnotseemtothinkthatthiswasabadidea.“Nothing.Idon’twanttobeanythingrightnow.IspentsolongbeingtheChosenOne,thatInevergottofigureoutwhatIwouldhavewantedtodo,giventhehoie.Itwasfightordie.”Heswallowed,hard,beausethiswasbringingupmemoriesthathewouldrathernotthinkabout.Aboutabasilisk,aboutQuirrel’ssreams,aboutthefirsttimeheeverruiio’dsomeone.Hewasawarrior,andhewasagoodone,butnowthefightwasdone.“Ijustwanttorest.”
“Igetthat.”They’refoodhasgoneold.herofthemhaseaten,anditisalreadytimeforRontostartheadingbaktotheoffie.“Ido,Harry.AndI’mgdthatyou’retryingtomakeyourselfhappy.”Apause.“ButI’mnotquitting.ThisreallyiswhatIwanttodo.”
Harryknewthat.Buthehadtoask,toputtheoptionoutthere.“Don’tyouevergettiredofthefight?”
Ronughs,shakeshishead,andthenmakesafist,andhisownsetofsarredlettersshinesupatHarry,brightunderthelightingofthediner.Iwillnotresist.
“It’sa
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