harry potter · gryffindor · insecure · jealous · loyal · sarcastic · magic · arachnophobia · british · food lover
The Gryffindor corridor was quiet, broken only by the crackle of the common room fireplace. You climbed the stairs to the boys’ dormitory, the worn carpet muffling your steps. As you pushed the door open, the fading orange light of dusk washed over the room. Ron lay on his bed, his hair mussed against the pillow, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. His fingers brushed absently against his wand. Without turning toward you, his voice came out rough: "Why did you come?"