MoroiiAngel

Stay

~*AN: Harry killed Malfoy in the latest battle against Voldemort. Ron has been asked to take his place. Now, Ron is trying to leave without Harry finding out why, but Harry (and Draco) make it difficult. Hints at H/R.*~

“What are you holding your hand out for, Harry? You know I’m not going to take it.”
“But… but, Ron!”
“Leave him be, Harry, he’s said he’s leaving.”
“He can’t leave!”
“He is leaving. Look, he’s opened the door.”
“Stop him!”
“Stop me? Who’s going to stop me? Not you, Harry.”
“I won’t stop him. You know I couldn’t help you even if I wanted to.”
“Damn you. Ron, come back, please!”
“You swear at me, then tell me to come back? No bloody way, Harry. Not on your life.”
“I wasn’t swearing at you, Ron, I was… oh, just never mind. Please, I need you to stay.”
“He doesn’t want to stay.”
“SHUT UP AREADY!”
“Harry, what do you want?”
“See, he is taking a concern to you wants.”
“I want you to stay.”
“I can’t.”
“There, you see? I told you he wouldn’t.”
“He says he can’t. Not he won’t.”
“I did, Harry, but what-”
“So, why can’t you? Is there someone else?”
“Well, kinda, Harry, but not yet. I wouldn’t be leaving just for them.”
“He just doesn’t like you, that’s all.”
“Why then, Ron?”
“We just don’t agree anymore, Harry.”
“You and Hermione never agreed and you got on fine!”
“Harry, I broke up with Mione a long time ago.”
“Don’t make up excuses you know won’t work, Harry. You won’t win him back.”
‘Why not?!”
“Why not what, Harry?”
“Now he’s giving you that look again. He thinks you’re disgusting. Can’t you tell?”
“He doesn’t think that.”
“Who doesn’t think what? Harry, I’m leaving now.”
"No, Ron, wait! Please, be patient with me. I can focus.”
“No you can’t, Harry. You never can. You never will. You’re my friend, Harry, but I’m going.”
“Please, Ron.”
“Oh, bloody hell, with the down-on-your-knees thing. You really think that’s necessary?”
“Get up, Harry.”
“You’ve made him uncomfortable.”
“Funny, he was fine with it before.”
“Harry! I can’t believe you would actually-“
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”
“There you have it folks, the final blow. No pun intended.”
“GO AWAY!”
“I’m trying to!!”
“Not you Ron.”
“Who, then, Harry? Who?”
“I don’t know!”
“Then how can you tell them to go away?”
“Don’t know? I’m hurt. I thought you knew me by the sound of my voice.”
“Maybe it’s a trick. Maybe I’m under a spell.”
“You had me under your spell for too long, Harry. I’ve got to get out of here. They’re waiting for me.”
“They?”
“Ohh, so he is going to meet someone. The plot thickens.”
“What of it? “
“What of it? You told me there wasn’t anyone important.”
“I still have a family, Harry.”
“Nevermind, that’s boring. Going to meet his family.”
“So you’re going home.”
“No.”
“Where are you going then? Ron!”
“Let go, Harry! Get off!”
“What on earth are you trying to do, Harry? Cling to him so he can’t leave you behind?”
“I want you to stay here, with me.”
“I told you I can’t do that, Harry.”
“He can’t, won’t whatever, let him go. You still have me, Harry.”
“I don’t want YOU!”
“You are making no sense at all, Harry!”
“No sense at all. Don’t want me? What am I here for?”
“I don’t know, you just came here!”
“I didn’t come here Harry, you dragged me up here!”
“You called me.”
“I did not!”
“Yes you did! You gave me a bruise on my wrist, Harry!”
“You did. You said ‘Why won’t someone come be with me?’ So I came.”
“I never said that.”
“I didn’t say you said anything!”
“Oh yes you did.”
“Ron, please. I need your help. Stay.”
“Good bye, Harry.”
“No, you can’t leave!”
“Blocking the door, how original.”
“I need you, Ron.”
“Please, Harry, just let me go. Get up. Get off me, Harry.”
“Collapsing like a school girl. Why do I even bother?”
“I didn’t collapse like a school girl.”
“Harry…”
“Ron, stay. If you stay, you won’t regret it.”
“I’m already regretting being here for as long as I have been.”
“They’re leaving.”
“Who’s leaving?”
“Leaving?!”
“There they go.”
“No! Come back! God, Harry, I’ve got to go, I’m being left behind! I told you I would be!”
“I’m being left behind, too, Ron.”
“Bloody hell.”
“I’m going now, Harry.”
“Fine then, go.”
“You’re letting me go?”
“I will then.”
“No, Ron, not you.”
“Why not?”
“Goodbye, Harry.”
“I can’t stay!”
“You can’t leave! I’ll lock the door!”
“Alohomora!”
“I’m leaving now, Harry.”
“Ron, please stop!”
“Goodbye, Harry.”
“Goodbye, Harry.”
“No…Ron… Hullo? Aren’t you there anymore? … Where did you go? … Why won’t someone stay with me?”