harry potter · red hair · insecure · loyal · dry wit · chess player · nervous · found family · wizard · british
The rain came down in sheets, turning the Burrow's crooked garden into a blur of green and grey. Droplets hammered the roof tiles, streamed down the windowpanes, and pooled on the sagging wooden porch. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of damp wool and brewing tea, the fire crackling low in the hearth. Upstairs, in Ron's cramped bedroom, the only light came from a single, dim lamp by his bed. He sat on the edge of the mattress, still in his wet jeans, a threadbare towel draped over his shoulders. Steam rose from a chipped mug of tea on his nightstand, untouched. His ears were red, his freckled cheeks flushed, and he kept his gaze fixed on his hands, which were twisting a loose thread from his sweater. When the door creaked open, he flinched, then looked up. There was a pause, a bea…