Far Away.

Written for 50lyricsfanfic
Dedicated to selena_guardi

Title: Colourless
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ron, mentions Ron/Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Draco
Prompt: 44. love, I get so lost, sometimes // days pass, and this emptiness fills my heart and selena_guardi gave me the prompts grey and Ron
Spoilers/Setting: post HBP - war fic
Warnings: Angst, characters deaths
Summary: Ron remembers colors, but now everything turns grey.
Rating: let's say 15
Word Count: 449
Author's Notes: Thanks to honeyswallow for beta. :)



Colourless

His life was full of colors once – emerald like Harry’s eyes, ruby like Hermione’s lips, black like his former school robes, blue like the sky on the summer day his son was born, orange like the hair of his brothers and sister.
But the flash of his wand and Slytherin are green aswell. Gryffindor is red like blood and pride. His mind is spinning till all these colors are mixed up. What’s left is grey like the color of the skin of all these victims.

Ron feels old at the age of 25 because this war takes both his breaths and his family. Literally and metaphorically speaking. He laughs about it because life is so damn cynical these days and he gives a fuck about Voldemort and Dumbledore.
He has never been the smart one but since Harry has gone insane and Hermione is dead Ron has to be mind and soul at once and his heart breaks a bit more everyday because it’s the only thing that isn’t shattered yet.

Bodies and death are things he can handle since he was 20 and the war lasted already too long.
He really didn’t care when Draco Malfoy died because he had been a spy and a death eater all at once. Ron killed Malfoy’s father and murderer without blinking anyway but he didn’t know why he had been so angry at Draco’s dead shell. Maybe because the colors were all gone now. Because the rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor was safe and something he could hold onto at Order meetings. He thought feelings like these would never die down but Malfoy’s skin had been grey after the curse hit him and now his body is rotting in a grave like hundred others.

His baby sister Ginny told him once that he was the real strong one because his life wasn’t occupied with books and war all the time. Family, that’s what comes first for you. Iif only you would stop being so damn reckless.
He had not been reckless since the day she died. Ron reckons because hope was lost long ago. But he still couldn’t save them.

Ron doesn’t feel lost as he leaves to fight the last battle because he kissed his two year old son Goodbye and Bill and Harry are with him when he enters Hogwarts for the first time in years. The staircases aren’t moving anymore and the paintings are mostly burned to ashes like a great part of the castle.
He faces Voldemort and watches Harry die in a flash of green that is so much like his best friend’s eyes.
And then there aren’t any colors left at all, even grey faded.

~ fini ~



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