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liz038
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: None
Rating: PG, to be safe
Word Count: 500
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Ron's always been a nobody, but he's determined to prove himself.
Warnings: Slightly disturbing.
Notes: Based on what Ron's thoughts and attitudes could have been through out the HP series. I got intrigued by this after reading the scene in GoF where Ron gets angry at Harry because Harry got into the Triwizard's Tournament.
Dedication: This will have to be forpotthead, because she's officially broken me out of my non-writing routine with her R/Hr ficlet.
Jealousy. An interesting word, I mused, but perhaps not entirely inaccurate.
His fame had been spread before he even entered the wizarding world. And when he finally did, everything revolved around him.
When I first saw him at the train station that day when I was eleven, he was just a shabbily dressed boy with an owl and a trunk. No one gave him a second look. He was a nobody. If only it had stayed that way.
But no – that wasn’t to be. After all, who could resist the charms of the great Harry Potter? At Hogwarts – the teachers fawn over him. Not Snape, of course, but Snape’s... Snape. He doesn’t favour anyone except his Slytherins. But everyone else -- Dumbledore gave him that invisibility cloak for his birthday. What did I get? A stupid maroon jumper. McGonagall let him join the Quidditch team, even though he was a first year. And me? I was talented, but my talent was ignored. After all, I was only the sixth Weasley. Why would anyone bother to pay attention to me?
Malfoy even offered Potter his hand in friendship. Of course, I’m not jealous of that – I don’t stand why anyone would even want to be friends with the slimy Slytherin. But the fact that he offered – the most arrogant and selfish git in existence – means something. I wasn’t offered anyone’s friendship.
It was always Potter this, and Potter that. Oh, brilliant Potter, he could produce a full-fledged Patronus by the age of thirteen. His personal fan club followed him around all day with Collin Creevey snapping pictures left, right, and center. Ronald Weasley was only important because he was the sidekick of the god-like Harry Potter. Harry Potter, who could do no wrong.
By fourth year, things got worse. He got chosen as a Triwizard Champion effortlessly. The girls flirted with him, trying to get the title of "Harry Potter’s girlfriend". Potter, of course, acted all innocent and heroic, but I don’t believe for a second that he doesn’t know what’s going on. Cho Chang was at his heels, and my sister was obsessed with him, blushing beet red every time he came within six feet of her. And to add salt to the injury, even Hermione was ensnared by his charm. Hermione was supposed to be my girlfriend! She was supposed to be reasonable and logical, and not be bewitched by his tricks. I love her, for Merlin’s sake! Why couldn’t she love me back? Why did she have to chase after him, like everyone else?
And now... it’s halfway through fifth year. Life has calmed down a little, although Potter is brilliant as usual, leading the DA and being praised by all.
Potter was always the important one. He was the leader.
But for now – it’s not Potter. It’s Harry, my friend, my best mate.
I’m just Ronald Weasley, the nobody. Everyone’s too busy gawking at Potter. But one day – I vowed, one day, Ronald Weasley will be somebody.
Reviews on personal LJ.
Author:
liz038Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: None
Rating: PG, to be safe
Word Count: 500
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Ron's always been a nobody, but he's determined to prove himself.
Warnings: Slightly disturbing.
Notes: Based on what Ron's thoughts and attitudes could have been through out the HP series. I got intrigued by this after reading the scene in GoF where Ron gets angry at Harry because Harry got into the Triwizard's Tournament.
Dedication: This will have to be for
potthead, because she's officially broken me out of my non-writing routine with her R/Hr ficlet.Jealousy. An interesting word, I mused, but perhaps not entirely inaccurate.
His fame had been spread before he even entered the wizarding world. And when he finally did, everything revolved around him.
When I first saw him at the train station that day when I was eleven, he was just a shabbily dressed boy with an owl and a trunk. No one gave him a second look. He was a nobody. If only it had stayed that way.
But no – that wasn’t to be. After all, who could resist the charms of the great Harry Potter? At Hogwarts – the teachers fawn over him. Not Snape, of course, but Snape’s... Snape. He doesn’t favour anyone except his Slytherins. But everyone else -- Dumbledore gave him that invisibility cloak for his birthday. What did I get? A stupid maroon jumper. McGonagall let him join the Quidditch team, even though he was a first year. And me? I was talented, but my talent was ignored. After all, I was only the sixth Weasley. Why would anyone bother to pay attention to me?
Malfoy even offered Potter his hand in friendship. Of course, I’m not jealous of that – I don’t stand why anyone would even want to be friends with the slimy Slytherin. But the fact that he offered – the most arrogant and selfish git in existence – means something. I wasn’t offered anyone’s friendship.
It was always Potter this, and Potter that. Oh, brilliant Potter, he could produce a full-fledged Patronus by the age of thirteen. His personal fan club followed him around all day with Collin Creevey snapping pictures left, right, and center. Ronald Weasley was only important because he was the sidekick of the god-like Harry Potter. Harry Potter, who could do no wrong.
By fourth year, things got worse. He got chosen as a Triwizard Champion effortlessly. The girls flirted with him, trying to get the title of "Harry Potter’s girlfriend". Potter, of course, acted all innocent and heroic, but I don’t believe for a second that he doesn’t know what’s going on. Cho Chang was at his heels, and my sister was obsessed with him, blushing beet red every time he came within six feet of her. And to add salt to the injury, even Hermione was ensnared by his charm. Hermione was supposed to be my girlfriend! She was supposed to be reasonable and logical, and not be bewitched by his tricks. I love her, for Merlin’s sake! Why couldn’t she love me back? Why did she have to chase after him, like everyone else?
And now... it’s halfway through fifth year. Life has calmed down a little, although Potter is brilliant as usual, leading the DA and being praised by all.
Potter was always the important one. He was the leader.
But for now – it’s not Potter. It’s Harry, my friend, my best mate.
I’m just Ronald Weasley, the nobody. Everyone’s too busy gawking at Potter. But one day – I vowed, one day, Ronald Weasley will be somebody.
Reviews on personal LJ.
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