"Oh, Harry!"
Those were the words Ron heard from his mother. He watches from the hallway as his mother holds Harry's scarred-covered arm.
Molly bursts into tears and pulls Harry into a hug. "It will be okay, dear.
Ron's hand went to his scarred-covered arm.
He remembers telling his mother about the harm he had been doing to himself.
And he remembers her not paying attention.
"Mom, I have something to tell you."
"Yes?"
"Recently, I have...been hurting myself."
"That's nice, dear."
"No, mom, my arms are covered in scars because I have been having bad thoughts and-"
"As I said, that is nice, dear. I am trying to cook, Ronald."
As Ron continues to watch his mother cry over Harry, the urge to hurt himself came back again.
He didn't know if he would be able to resist.