Ronald Weasley (gingercannonfan) wrote in skewl_of_kewl,
Ronald Weasley

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The Enclosed Walkways Outside

After this, Ron runs.

He runs out of the hall and he's not sure really why or where he's going, but he shoves open the doors and runs outside, through the glassed-in walkways, where the snow is piled so high the courtyards can't be seen. And he runs, his pounding footsteps echoing, the sound of his heartbeat in his ears, the deep sounds of his breath rasping in and out seeming to surround him.

And he runs, until he reaches the end of the walkways, neard the bridge, where the snow has flowed and sifted in, blocking the rest of the way, and finally he falls against the wall and slides down it, gasping, trying to catch his breath. He wraps his arms around his knees, burying his head in them and wishing there were somewhere else he could run to.
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