"But in the end, you would have to come crawling back to the Burrow. Admitting that you've failed, like she always said you would." Ron finished when his brothers wouldn’t. He was not sure why he felt as hurt as he did at that accusation. He was a good brother, wasn't he? How could they believe that he would not help them given a chance? They were family, and family stood together. But then he remembered how much closer he had become to Harry and Hermione. How they had created their own family unit, not by blood but by choice. His life had become so much better for it. His brother's awed tone drew him out of his thoughts.