Disclaimer: These characters don't belong me. Property of J. K Rowling
They were the Golden Trio, famous and seemingly invincible; three kids that saved the Magic World from Lord Voldemort over and over. Everyone talked about their intelligence, their good hearts, their courage; but people didn't talk as often of their most important quality, the one thing that made them win the battle: the bond that held them together
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley: one of the most famous and significant friendships of the century. No one could talk about one of them without at some point mentioning the other. Elders respected them and talked about them with a sense of pride, adults gushed about how they once met them or talked to them, kids wanted to grow up to be like them. Books published: the story of an orphaned and emotionally deprived boy that was forced to save the world since he was one year old and the rash redhead boy from one of the most ancient and impoverished pureblood families, two boys that met by "fate" one day at Platform ¾ and grew to vanquish one of the most powerful wizards ever. And yet with so many facts of their friendships published in books and magazines, people don't really understand them.
To be honest, Ron wasn't actually Harry's first friend; he met Hagrid and even Hedwig before he befriended Ron. He wasn't Harry's most loyal friend neither, that honor belonged solely to Hermione. But Harry will always remember meeting a redhead freckled boy on his first ride to Hogwarts as one of the events that changed his life (along with a certain troll incident).
He sometimes imagined what would have happened if any of the little moments that initiated and defined their friendship hadn`t happened. If he had found another compartment on the first train, if he had accepted Draco Malfoy's friendship, if the Sorting Hat decided that Slytherin was a better choice. Just judging by that their friendship seemed like a product of random events.
And yet he couldn't imagine a life without him by his side. He was just… Ron. The person that made him laugh the most and in the most somber moments, which came as a blessing when you are the Boy that Lived and your life seemed to spin around tragedy. The guy that saved his ass with complete moments of inspiration, like winning a bloody (and pretty life risking) chess match in first year or speaking parsel to destroy Horrcruxs in seventh year. The boy he knew that even though he had left would always come back.
They did fight sometimes, and that was okay (after all they were brothers). So even though he was happy that in that train ride he gained a friend and a complete redhead family, the thing he'll always treasure the most is that he gained a Ron, the Weasley that he loves the most (just don't tell Ginny that).
A.N: So how was it? As you can tell, English is not my first language so I'm sorry for all the errors. I'm looking for a beta so if anyone wants to help me, please, please I'm begging. This story has three chapters, the next one will be Hr/Ron. Reviews are really appreciated, this my first story so anything will help.