To Be Me
Disclaimer: These characters belong to the talented JK Rowling and this is for fun with no financial gain.
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Authors Note: This is just a little piece that came to me. It's written from Ron's point of view.
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He might be my best mate and I've since past my jealousy stage but I always want to be him when he first walks into a room. As she looks up at him adoringly and then crosses a room in short run to greet him with open arms, I wish I were him.
Even as she scolds him, I watch her face shift from delight to annoyance. Her eyes brighten; her nose wrinkles and her cheeks become flushed. Her delicate hands reach her hips and point as she reprimands him with her sexy, no-nonsense tone and I still wish I were him.
When she smiles at him or he causes her to laugh, my heart flutters and I'm grateful to him. Her eyes shine and that smile will forever be the best thing that I've seen all day. I silently thank him for making her smile but I wish it were for me and me alone that she smiled.
Then, in this brief moment, I feel really bad for being so selfish, for wanting her for myself. I know that their relationship is supposed to be platonic, like brother and sister but I can't help feeling like sometimes I'm missing something. I know that they couldn't cross lines because he's in love with someone else but every time he walks into a room and she hugs him, I hate Harry Potter. Hate is a strong word but I really just wish I were him.