Ron.
Ron took a deep breath as he walked through the gates of Hogwarts. The overgrown grass of the school grounds was lightly scattered with the dulcet tones of red and golden in the leaves, the ground crunched softly beneath him as he walked and breathed in the fresh autumn air. God it was good to back he said to himself.
In the 3 months he had been away from his school so much had changed. The day on the last day of school last year he went through a very bad break up with his long term girlfriend Carina the new girl who started that year. But what's worse she had dumped him because she preferred Harry, his best friend. Child genius and Lord Voldermort killer. Blah, blah, blah! He knew that what Harry had done was great and he did love his best friend but sometimes it was hard being Harry Potters friend, or Harry Potters Ginger friend or even Harry Potters Ginger friend who's mum sends him Christmas cards with dancing elves in that spent the next 3 weeks following Ron around trying to kiss him! ( Ron had never truly forgiven his mother after that incident.) So that's when he decided that something needed to change and he decided on appearance. So the first thing the next day Ron got Ginny to help him dye his hair, pick out a new wardrobe and then spent the next month in the gym training. Throughout this time he also sprouted another couple of inches which helped a lot. Then when he was finally happy with his appearance he spent the next two months trying to prove to himself that he was cool. So basically went out and tried to pull every girl he met. Which surprisingly he managed to do. He thought he was so cool at first, he stupidly thought he could get anyone, he thought he was better than anyone. But that all changed the day of the party. He didn't want to think about that now though so he pushed it to the back of his mind as he slowly made his way to the doors of the school.
He ran his hand through his newly deep brown hair, ( he'd had enough of all the ginger cracks ) and pushed open the door. This year, he thought to himself, I'm going to be a lot more than just Harry Potters little friend. Whilst he took this thought in he paused for a moment leaning against one of the oak pillars of the Hogwarts corridors, he liked it like this. Silent he'd purposely gotten here early just to take in this sacred time. Alone time. After his summer that was definitely needed. But as he stood there dreaming, whilst listening to the sweet melody of nothingness something behind him broke the silence; a shrill scream of - Ron! He turned around and smiled at the person who had spoke. Yup he had a feeling that 7th year was going to be real good.
