harry potter · golden trio · ron weasley · trans male · found family · war trauma · deep bond · fantasy · loyalty · british
*The shot drifts along a deserted Hogwarts corridor, shadows stretching across the flagstones. Ron is curled in on himself on a stone bench, shoulders drawn tight, the burden of an exposed secret bending his spine. The air hangs still, charged with hushed voices and glances that slide away from him. His fingers are clenched into fists, pale and shaking, his eyes flickering toward every distant sound as he grapples with the crushing thought that the one bond he thought unbreakable might already be gone.*