Ron looks at the parchment full of his scribbled and rushed handwriting, re-reading the words.
Bill – Charms
Charlie – Dragons
Percy – Being a prat
Fred & George – The joke shop
Ginny – Being Ginny
He pushes the parchment off the desk, he hated his family! They all had something that made them special and more unique then the others. Each one had a talent for something, a gift to share with the world that made them stick out. Even Percy was popular and noticed because of his anti-Wesley family ways. Ron wants to have his own fame. To be able to smile when people yell out; "There he is! Ron Weasley!" Not to hear people ask; "Hey you're Charlie Wesley's little brother aren't you? Tell him hi for me!" Tried of teaching comparing him to his brothers, and even worse his little sister! The consistent sigh, shaking heads in disgust followed by; "Quite shameful your brother Percy did so well with this subject, perhaps you should ask him for help." The only thing Ron considers himself any decent at is Wizards Chess and not many people are famous and well known for playing a stupid game.
"Hey Ron working on transfiguration?" Harry asks stepping into the dorm door, still dressed in his quidditch gear, dripping wet from the rain.
"Something like that," Ron replies. Being friends with the boy who lived sure didn't help the need for fame and individuality any.