Word Count: 100
Challenge: Community Unity Challenge – War
“You ready?” Ron knelt beside Hermione, his dull-red hair the only color she could see in the room. It felt as if her head was being held under water, her breath shallow and fast as she automatically reached out to touch him. She suddenly thought better of it, pulling her hand back.
“I suppose. I mean, I am.” She tried to force the smile onto her face but gave up. “I’m scared, Ron. We’ve already seen so much death.” Before he could answer, she answered herself. “But it’s what needs to be done.”
Her chin came up, defiant and proud.