It was Ron's turn to let out a rueful laugh. "Fine?" He asked, looking over at Harry. "I'm not fine, Harry. I have nightmares too. Bad ones. They don't happen as often anymore, not very frequently but they still happen and when they do they're bad. I sometimes cast a silencing charm so no one hears if I think I might have one. I have nightmares where you and Hermione die. Where Ginny dies too. No one even knows about it because I don't tell anyone. You've got enough to deal with and so does Hermione and Ginny." He looked down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers.
"I'm also kind of claustrophobic now, did you know that?" He asked, looking up at Harry again. "I can't be in enclosed, dark spaces. This hasn't come up, no one's seen it happen because I avoid places like that like the plague." He was being brutally honest but only because he needed to be. "You're not the only one who's been affected but if we don't talk to each other and help then who have we got?"
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