"We have to finish this," he said, standing up after releasing Fred while Percy stayed where he was, holding his younger brother in his arms. Rubbing his eyes, a look of sheer determination and a hardness crossed Ron’s face as his emotions shifted. "Let’s go. We have to kill that fucking snake." And as if propelled forward by pure hatred for those who had taken his brother from him, Ron moved to where Harry was crouched on the ground and held out his hand. "We’ll do this together, for Fred."