My Family

Summary: Harry doesn't think there are any happy pictures of his childhood. Ron proves him wrong.

Rating: K

Warnings: None

Author's Note: This drabble was written for the contest at the triatharon community over on livejournal. The prompt was Photograph.

Harry stared at the album Ron placed in his hands in disbelief. He turned the pages with trembling hands; photograph after photograph depicting scenes that Harry never knew there was a camera present to capture.

"You're wrong, Harry." Ron said softly as he sits beside him. Ron reaches over and flips to the final page, revealing a picture of Ron patiently teaching Harry how to play wizards chess in their first year.

Harry's eyes shine with unshed tears as he turns to Ron whispering, "Why did you…?"

Ron's voice chokes a little as he replies, "Because you're my family, mate."