"Ron, Wake up!"
Ron's eyes flicked open and stared into my eyes as he wiped away sweat from his forehead.
" Do you want to talk about it?"
"I'm fine Mione.I just feel guilty." Ron struggled to smile but it didn't quite reach his eyes.
" Ron, You don't have to protect me, I miss him too. He wouldn't want you to be sad, he'd want you to find joy in your memories; He'd want you to find happiness in life, and not waste your life. You shouldn't feel guilty, you didn't do anything wrong."
"I did everything wrong, Mom called Fred down for dinner last night and burst into tears, George cries in his sleep. Ginny has locked herself in her room. It's MY fault!
~I'll write more later tell me what u think!~
