Creaking Creek, The Burrow.

Ron held your hand as you walked along a fallen log. He wanted to take you somewhere to show you something special.

“ Careful now love, careful. Don’t want you falling into the brook! “

He laughed, smiling at you. You could see his ears becoming just a little red.

He showed you to a.. Whomping Willow?

“ Its name is Willie. Don’t worry. “

As you approached, Willie, the Whomping Willow, lowered his benches and Ron took a seat, pulling you along with him. Willie raised back up and gave you a lovely view.

“ Isn’t it amazing? It’s my own little getaway from the family. I’ve never met such a friendly Whomp. “

He pet the thick branch.

“ What do you think? “