Ron's missing twin
Ron is 15. Hermione's 15. Harry just turned 15. Ron has a great family with 5 brothers and one sister.
So he thought.
It was even better with a twin, in which he wished he had one sometimes.
And it was.
Just like Fred and George.
Read on and find out.
Chapter 1
The favourite character
~~~~~
"Ginny, will you switch the bloody light off," moaned Ron, in which it was twelve at night.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I'm writing a letter to my boyfriend if you don't mind."
Ron sat up and went over to switch the light off. "I've already written mine and sent it. How long does it take to do yours? Let's see . . . Hi Harry, having a good time? Love you lots. Ron's bothering me. What the - " Ginny snatched the letter. "Ron should get out more?"
Ginny giggled. "Yeah, with the Chudley cannons and stuff."
Ron crossed his arms. "What about you, sending lovey duvy letters to Harry? I spend ten minutes writing mine."
"As if I have better stuff to do." Said Ginny, finishing her letter.
"What? Stay up late and keep your poor brother awake? No way."
"And also, I've already written him one, but I think it's a bit . . . well, bad."
She handed him a letter.
Dear Harry,
It's a bit of a bore here. Percy's moving out (yay and Ron's too pleased to say anything) (Ron was disgusted at this point) and Fred and George have girlfriends. Alicia and Angelina. They talk about it to themselves, when they know who has which girlfriend.
What do you think about Ron though? Going for Hermione? (Ron shot a big look at Ginny, in a matter of defence) I think he is. ("What do you mean you think I'm going for Hermione?") He's saying he isn't ("I am not and that's that Gin.") but I've seen his diary. ("WHAT? I really hate you now, and that was a crush AGES ago before the Yule Ball.") Ok, it was a bit way back, but I think it's still on now. ("Well Harry's going to ask me some questions.")
Anyways, I hope I see you this summer, and catch up on our love life . . . wait a minute, we're going out! Duh.
See you,
Love Ginny XXX
"Love Ginny XXX?" said Ron. "Right. That is a REALLY rubbish letter."
Ginny crossed her arms in her brother's fashion. "Oh, so Hermione's rubbish is she?"
Ron's ears went red as he stuttered. "I-I-don't think she's rubbish, but she's one of my best friends thank you very much miss."
"You two shut up and go to bed!" yawned Percy, knocking at their door.
"Oh right Perce," said Ron, going back to his Chudley Cannon sheeted bed. "You are right, I can't wait until that git gets out."
"Night Ron," said Ginny, switching off the light.
~~~~~
"Aww mum,"
"Richard, it's time for you to go to bed."
"It's Rick. Can I please stay up half an hour longer?"
"Ok, half an hour and THAT'S IT."
Rick rushed upstairs. "Thanks mum," he said.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Who could be calling? It better not be Tom again." Rick picked up the phone. "Hello. Whoever this is, you are calling quite late."
"Oh I'm sorry Mr Weasley, oh I mean Mr Johnson,"
"Weasley? Never heard of the name, but do you want Dan Johnson or me, Rick?"
"Rick. I am apparating to your house now."
"Ok, what ever that is."
Suddenly a man stood behind him, holding a letter.
"Ahh! Never do that again sir." Said Rick, in which his mum came in. "Who are you?"
"Oh hello, Albus," said the woman, who acted as Rick's mother. *Hint hint ppl* "What brings you here?"
Albus held out a parchment. "For the return of the Weasley."
The woman almost fainted in shock. "You mean this boy here is a WEASLEY? Outrageous."
"Mum, I know I am adopted, but what is going on?" asked Rick, who had studied the parchment with his blue beady eyes.
"Wow, you really look like Ronald," said Albus, clearing the hair that hung over his misty eyes. "I swear, I will never tell you apart at Hogwarts."
"What? Who's this Ronald guy?"
"Ronald is your twin," said Dumbledore.
Rick looked to his 'mother'. "So I'm not an orphan? OH YES NOT AN ORPHAN!"
"I didn't know either dear," said the woman.
"Look, Nancy," said Dumbledore, watching Rick celebrate his non-orphan life. "The boy could either live with the Weasleys or live here, let him decide."
"Rick," said Nancy. "You can either live here or your real family."
Rick looked up to his adoptive mother. "Mum, I would like to stay here, but I also want to know my family. And what's Hogwarts?"
"Read the letter," said Dumbledore, handing the letter over.
Rick unfolded the letter, studying it carefully.
Dear Mr Richard Weasley,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress.
"So it's all true. That Harry Potter book is true." Rick stood staring at Dumbledore.
"To what I remember, you must be Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts."
"Yes," "And my twin is Ron Weasley, best friend of Harry Potter,"
"Yes,"
"And I get to meet Hermione, who might be really cute now?"
"Rick!" "But Ron might want her first."
"Rick, don't give Dumbledore any ideas."
Dumbledore chuckled.
"And that I could play Quidditch?"
"Yes, it is possible."
"I'll try out for the keeper place this year,"
"Yes, you could do that,"
"And I'll have Snape for potions? Oh man."
"Actually, I have some news."
"Yeah?"
"The man you see as your father, Dan Johnson," said Dumbledore, peering at Rick over his half moon glasses. "He is actually married to your mother, but they have changed their names in the muggle world.
"So?"
"His real name is Serverus Snape."
Rick's eyes widened. "So that's why he's really never here."
A man walked into the room. "What's the commotion? Oh." The man stopped suddenly as he saw Dumbledore. "Good evening Albus."
"Good evening, Serverus. I'd advise you to look in a mirror, you look terrible."
Snape had actually combed his hair before coming downstairs, but his eyes looked tiresome and his chin was unshaven.
"What are you here for?"
"Rick, who is a Weasley."
Snape sprung awake, in which Rick sniggered. He knew that the Weasleys never got on with Snape very well, as Snape was Slytherins and the Weasleys were all Gryffindors. "Him? A WEASLEY? A WEASLEY LIVING UNDER MY ROOF AND-"
"You loved him as your own son?" said Dumbledore, wiping his glasses and putting them back on. "You seem to judge a book by cover. But you'd do the same with Harry if you never knew, wouldn't you?"
Snape stood transfixed. "Yes sir," he said gravely.
"You can still see him as a Weasley, but still see him as your son that you've cared for since he was one. We all thought he was an orphan, until I saw him. He definitely looks like Ron."
"I thought they might be slightly related, but all I was told was that his name was Rick," said Snape. "I thought maybe they couldn't be related at all, but maybe an identical person out of many people. I found someone look just like me, but we weren't related one bit."
"I understand what you mean Serverus," said Dumbledore. "Do you want him to leave now or tomorrow morning?"
"Tomorrow, and I will bring him, and set aside my differences with Arthur."
"Good Serverus. Good night all." In this the old wizard disapparated, taking a sherbet lemon with him.
"A Weasley? My own son? Oh Rick, promise me one thing,"
"Yes d- Mr Snape."
Snape sighed. "Call me Dan or Dad, but not Snape or anything like that. But you could call me Serverus. I want you to keep this a secret. You just suddenly appeared, ok?"
"Not a word to the news reporter Skeeter either," said Rick, in which Snape smiled.
"Good lad. No bad thoughts on me, and I do hope you get into Gryffindor."
"Why? You're the Slytherin master, aren't you?"
Snape looked at Rick. "Setting aside differences. You have a real family now."
~~~~~
"What? I HAVE A TWIN? OH WICKED!"
"Yes, and he's coming this morning."
"What's his name what's his name?"
"Calm down Ron. He's called Richard, but everyone likes calling him Rick."
"Oh, a cute name too," said Ginny, from across the table.
"Gin," said Ron, rolling his eyes. "Does he look EXACTLY like me?"
"Yes, apparently to Dumbledore."
Ron grinned like a rainbow had touched him. "So, who were his adoptive parents?"
"Well, Dan and Nancy Johnson, who are a married couple, but that's their muggle names. But you won't be happy at this Ron, and neither will you Arthur. . . "
"What?" said Arthur and Ron is unison.
"Their real names are Susan and Serverus. . . Snape."
The gathering around the table, including Percy, had their mouths wide open.
"No bloody way," said Fred, who stopped reading the joke magazine.
"Snape married?" said George, almost snapping one of his fake wands.
"Serverus said he was going to bring Rick this morning, and set aside his differences with you lot."
"Hope he taught his son to wash his hair," muttered Ron, in which George sniggered. Molly stared at them.
"Oh!" said Molly, rushing to the door. "They're here!"
Snape stood at the doorway, with a small smiled. Wow, this must be the good side of Snape, he thought.
"Hello Molly. This is Rick."
"Hello. . . err mum," said Rick nervously. Ron came up to the door to find his twin wearing the same clothes as him, except Ron was wearing a red t shirt and Rick was wearing a blue t shirt.
"I guess we like the same style," said Ron, who shook Rick's hand.
"Ron Weasley - wow, don't believe you're my bro, I've read so much about you." Surprisingly enough, he had the same accent.
"Exactly identical," said Ginny, from behind Ron. "I'm Ginny, if you can guess from the books."
"I'm Fred," said one twin.
"Shut up George. I'm Fred," said the other twin, nudging the other.
"Great, I'll have to remember which is which," said Rick, raising his eyebrows.
"And I'm Percy," said the oldest one, stepping forward to give Rick and big handshake. Rick noticed that all the boys were taller than his mother.
"Right. Err Arthur, I'll pop in next week to see how the boy is doing, ok?" said Serverus, in a rather unusual tone. It was different from the drawling voice.
"Ok Serverus," said Arthur, quite shocked of the warm tone.
"Ok, see you Rick," he patted Rick on the head and disapparated.
"So, you want to bring your stuff up to my very exciting bed room?" said Ron, putting his arm out for the suitcase.
"Thanks Ron," said Rick, and Ron was already going upstairs with Ginny.
"To your left is Perce's room. Out of bounds if you think about it. Fred and George's . . . err out of bounds, as they seemed to have a lot of experiments. And here is not out of bounds, and our room."
As Rick walked in, it didn't seem like what the book said. It was slightly bigger than his own, as it had to fit three people in it. There was a bathroom so Ginny could change in there.
"Home sweet home, but it's not exciting."
Rick glanced over to Ron, who was staring at the ceiling. "I think it's as good as what Harry thought when he came here," said Rick, in which Ron appreciated it as Harry loved coming here.
"So, is Hermione really your girlfriend?" said Rick, as he unpacked his suitcase.
Ron shot a glare at Ginny.
"I didn't say anything!" said Ginny, who acted all innocent.
"No, it's ok," said Rick, who was taking out his CD player, which Serverus made sure could work around magical conditions like Hogwarts. "Just Rowling with her new book 5, which should be released soon."
Ron smiled. "I like the way she does stuff. I've met her, as Harry had to tell his story to people."
"Yeah, and rumours say that you're going for Hermione, are you not?"
Ron shrugged. Read my diary before the Yule Ball, you'll get an idea," said Ron, with his ears going red slightly.
Rick sniggered, looking over to Ginny's smile.
"You know Harry and Hermione are coming tomorrow," said Ron. "You get a chance to meet the other characters. Let me guess, your favourite character is Harry."
"No, actually," said Rick, going through his bag to find his diary. "I've always liked how I looked because I matched the descriptions of my favourite character, you." Ron's ears went slightly red. "It's just when you helped Ginny in the chamber of secrets, the chess thing when you sacrificed yourself, and your personality. Sure, Harry's a good character, but I always seemed to like you more, honestly."
"Hey thanks," said Ron, sitting on his bed. A spare one where gues t s slept was next to him. "I'm looking forward to playing Quidditch," said Rick, getting out a bag of galleons Serverus had given him, and a good bye present which was a broomstick. "Serverus gave me this broom stick as a good bye present, which was nice of him."
"Yeah, he seemed really nice this morning," said Ron, looking at the broomstick. "Wow. He got you a Nimbus 2001!"
"Yeah," said Rick. "I always enjoyed the summer holidays as he thought of the coolest ideas of what to do. He's in a bit of a shock that I had to go, and that I'm a Weasley."
"So you always saw the good side of him?" said Ron, very curious of Snape's behaviour.
"Yeah, always," said Rick, taking out a photo of the trio: him, Susan and Serverus. "This is us all together this summer when we went to the beach."
Ron looked over the photograph, noticing it was a muggle one. Snape was smiling in some kind of . . . unnatural way. He had his arm around a woman, and Rick was in the other arm. They were all smiling, but Snape's smile seemed the brightest.
"Wow, he can smile, in a happy instead of evil way," whispered Ron, handing the photo to Rick, who put it by his bed.
Ron is 15. Hermione's 15. Harry just turned 15. Ron has a great family with 5 brothers and one sister.
So he thought.
It was even better with a twin, in which he wished he had one sometimes.
And it was.
Just like Fred and George.
Read on and find out.
Chapter 1
The favourite character
~~~~~
"Ginny, will you switch the bloody light off," moaned Ron, in which it was twelve at night.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I'm writing a letter to my boyfriend if you don't mind."
Ron sat up and went over to switch the light off. "I've already written mine and sent it. How long does it take to do yours? Let's see . . . Hi Harry, having a good time? Love you lots. Ron's bothering me. What the - " Ginny snatched the letter. "Ron should get out more?"
Ginny giggled. "Yeah, with the Chudley cannons and stuff."
Ron crossed his arms. "What about you, sending lovey duvy letters to Harry? I spend ten minutes writing mine."
"As if I have better stuff to do." Said Ginny, finishing her letter.
"What? Stay up late and keep your poor brother awake? No way."
"And also, I've already written him one, but I think it's a bit . . . well, bad."
She handed him a letter.
Dear Harry,
It's a bit of a bore here. Percy's moving out (yay and Ron's too pleased to say anything) (Ron was disgusted at this point) and Fred and George have girlfriends. Alicia and Angelina. They talk about it to themselves, when they know who has which girlfriend.
What do you think about Ron though? Going for Hermione? (Ron shot a big look at Ginny, in a matter of defence) I think he is. ("What do you mean you think I'm going for Hermione?") He's saying he isn't ("I am not and that's that Gin.") but I've seen his diary. ("WHAT? I really hate you now, and that was a crush AGES ago before the Yule Ball.") Ok, it was a bit way back, but I think it's still on now. ("Well Harry's going to ask me some questions.")
Anyways, I hope I see you this summer, and catch up on our love life . . . wait a minute, we're going out! Duh.
See you,
Love Ginny XXX
"Love Ginny XXX?" said Ron. "Right. That is a REALLY rubbish letter."
Ginny crossed her arms in her brother's fashion. "Oh, so Hermione's rubbish is she?"
Ron's ears went red as he stuttered. "I-I-don't think she's rubbish, but she's one of my best friends thank you very much miss."
"You two shut up and go to bed!" yawned Percy, knocking at their door.
"Oh right Perce," said Ron, going back to his Chudley Cannon sheeted bed. "You are right, I can't wait until that git gets out."
"Night Ron," said Ginny, switching off the light.
~~~~~
"Aww mum,"
"Richard, it's time for you to go to bed."
"It's Rick. Can I please stay up half an hour longer?"
"Ok, half an hour and THAT'S IT."
Rick rushed upstairs. "Thanks mum," he said.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Who could be calling? It better not be Tom again." Rick picked up the phone. "Hello. Whoever this is, you are calling quite late."
"Oh I'm sorry Mr Weasley, oh I mean Mr Johnson,"
"Weasley? Never heard of the name, but do you want Dan Johnson or me, Rick?"
"Rick. I am apparating to your house now."
"Ok, what ever that is."
Suddenly a man stood behind him, holding a letter.
"Ahh! Never do that again sir." Said Rick, in which his mum came in. "Who are you?"
"Oh hello, Albus," said the woman, who acted as Rick's mother. *Hint hint ppl* "What brings you here?"
Albus held out a parchment. "For the return of the Weasley."
The woman almost fainted in shock. "You mean this boy here is a WEASLEY? Outrageous."
"Mum, I know I am adopted, but what is going on?" asked Rick, who had studied the parchment with his blue beady eyes.
"Wow, you really look like Ronald," said Albus, clearing the hair that hung over his misty eyes. "I swear, I will never tell you apart at Hogwarts."
"What? Who's this Ronald guy?"
"Ronald is your twin," said Dumbledore.
Rick looked to his 'mother'. "So I'm not an orphan? OH YES NOT AN ORPHAN!"
"I didn't know either dear," said the woman.
"Look, Nancy," said Dumbledore, watching Rick celebrate his non-orphan life. "The boy could either live with the Weasleys or live here, let him decide."
"Rick," said Nancy. "You can either live here or your real family."
Rick looked up to his adoptive mother. "Mum, I would like to stay here, but I also want to know my family. And what's Hogwarts?"
"Read the letter," said Dumbledore, handing the letter over.
Rick unfolded the letter, studying it carefully.
Dear Mr Richard Weasley,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress.
"So it's all true. That Harry Potter book is true." Rick stood staring at Dumbledore.
"To what I remember, you must be Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts."
"Yes," "And my twin is Ron Weasley, best friend of Harry Potter,"
"Yes,"
"And I get to meet Hermione, who might be really cute now?"
"Rick!" "But Ron might want her first."
"Rick, don't give Dumbledore any ideas."
Dumbledore chuckled.
"And that I could play Quidditch?"
"Yes, it is possible."
"I'll try out for the keeper place this year,"
"Yes, you could do that,"
"And I'll have Snape for potions? Oh man."
"Actually, I have some news."
"Yeah?"
"The man you see as your father, Dan Johnson," said Dumbledore, peering at Rick over his half moon glasses. "He is actually married to your mother, but they have changed their names in the muggle world.
"So?"
"His real name is Serverus Snape."
Rick's eyes widened. "So that's why he's really never here."
A man walked into the room. "What's the commotion? Oh." The man stopped suddenly as he saw Dumbledore. "Good evening Albus."
"Good evening, Serverus. I'd advise you to look in a mirror, you look terrible."
Snape had actually combed his hair before coming downstairs, but his eyes looked tiresome and his chin was unshaven.
"What are you here for?"
"Rick, who is a Weasley."
Snape sprung awake, in which Rick sniggered. He knew that the Weasleys never got on with Snape very well, as Snape was Slytherins and the Weasleys were all Gryffindors. "Him? A WEASLEY? A WEASLEY LIVING UNDER MY ROOF AND-"
"You loved him as your own son?" said Dumbledore, wiping his glasses and putting them back on. "You seem to judge a book by cover. But you'd do the same with Harry if you never knew, wouldn't you?"
Snape stood transfixed. "Yes sir," he said gravely.
"You can still see him as a Weasley, but still see him as your son that you've cared for since he was one. We all thought he was an orphan, until I saw him. He definitely looks like Ron."
"I thought they might be slightly related, but all I was told was that his name was Rick," said Snape. "I thought maybe they couldn't be related at all, but maybe an identical person out of many people. I found someone look just like me, but we weren't related one bit."
"I understand what you mean Serverus," said Dumbledore. "Do you want him to leave now or tomorrow morning?"
"Tomorrow, and I will bring him, and set aside my differences with Arthur."
"Good Serverus. Good night all." In this the old wizard disapparated, taking a sherbet lemon with him.
"A Weasley? My own son? Oh Rick, promise me one thing,"
"Yes d- Mr Snape."
Snape sighed. "Call me Dan or Dad, but not Snape or anything like that. But you could call me Serverus. I want you to keep this a secret. You just suddenly appeared, ok?"
"Not a word to the news reporter Skeeter either," said Rick, in which Snape smiled.
"Good lad. No bad thoughts on me, and I do hope you get into Gryffindor."
"Why? You're the Slytherin master, aren't you?"
Snape looked at Rick. "Setting aside differences. You have a real family now."
~~~~~
"What? I HAVE A TWIN? OH WICKED!"
"Yes, and he's coming this morning."
"What's his name what's his name?"
"Calm down Ron. He's called Richard, but everyone likes calling him Rick."
"Oh, a cute name too," said Ginny, from across the table.
"Gin," said Ron, rolling his eyes. "Does he look EXACTLY like me?"
"Yes, apparently to Dumbledore."
Ron grinned like a rainbow had touched him. "So, who were his adoptive parents?"
"Well, Dan and Nancy Johnson, who are a married couple, but that's their muggle names. But you won't be happy at this Ron, and neither will you Arthur. . . "
"What?" said Arthur and Ron is unison.
"Their real names are Susan and Serverus. . . Snape."
The gathering around the table, including Percy, had their mouths wide open.
"No bloody way," said Fred, who stopped reading the joke magazine.
"Snape married?" said George, almost snapping one of his fake wands.
"Serverus said he was going to bring Rick this morning, and set aside his differences with you lot."
"Hope he taught his son to wash his hair," muttered Ron, in which George sniggered. Molly stared at them.
"Oh!" said Molly, rushing to the door. "They're here!"
Snape stood at the doorway, with a small smiled. Wow, this must be the good side of Snape, he thought.
"Hello Molly. This is Rick."
"Hello. . . err mum," said Rick nervously. Ron came up to the door to find his twin wearing the same clothes as him, except Ron was wearing a red t shirt and Rick was wearing a blue t shirt.
"I guess we like the same style," said Ron, who shook Rick's hand.
"Ron Weasley - wow, don't believe you're my bro, I've read so much about you." Surprisingly enough, he had the same accent.
"Exactly identical," said Ginny, from behind Ron. "I'm Ginny, if you can guess from the books."
"I'm Fred," said one twin.
"Shut up George. I'm Fred," said the other twin, nudging the other.
"Great, I'll have to remember which is which," said Rick, raising his eyebrows.
"And I'm Percy," said the oldest one, stepping forward to give Rick and big handshake. Rick noticed that all the boys were taller than his mother.
"Right. Err Arthur, I'll pop in next week to see how the boy is doing, ok?" said Serverus, in a rather unusual tone. It was different from the drawling voice.
"Ok Serverus," said Arthur, quite shocked of the warm tone.
"Ok, see you Rick," he patted Rick on the head and disapparated.
"So, you want to bring your stuff up to my very exciting bed room?" said Ron, putting his arm out for the suitcase.
"Thanks Ron," said Rick, and Ron was already going upstairs with Ginny.
"To your left is Perce's room. Out of bounds if you think about it. Fred and George's . . . err out of bounds, as they seemed to have a lot of experiments. And here is not out of bounds, and our room."
As Rick walked in, it didn't seem like what the book said. It was slightly bigger than his own, as it had to fit three people in it. There was a bathroom so Ginny could change in there.
"Home sweet home, but it's not exciting."
Rick glanced over to Ron, who was staring at the ceiling. "I think it's as good as what Harry thought when he came here," said Rick, in which Ron appreciated it as Harry loved coming here.
"So, is Hermione really your girlfriend?" said Rick, as he unpacked his suitcase.
Ron shot a glare at Ginny.
"I didn't say anything!" said Ginny, who acted all innocent.
"No, it's ok," said Rick, who was taking out his CD player, which Serverus made sure could work around magical conditions like Hogwarts. "Just Rowling with her new book 5, which should be released soon."
Ron smiled. "I like the way she does stuff. I've met her, as Harry had to tell his story to people."
"Yeah, and rumours say that you're going for Hermione, are you not?"
Ron shrugged. Read my diary before the Yule Ball, you'll get an idea," said Ron, with his ears going red slightly.
Rick sniggered, looking over to Ginny's smile.
"You know Harry and Hermione are coming tomorrow," said Ron. "You get a chance to meet the other characters. Let me guess, your favourite character is Harry."
"No, actually," said Rick, going through his bag to find his diary. "I've always liked how I looked because I matched the descriptions of my favourite character, you." Ron's ears went slightly red. "It's just when you helped Ginny in the chamber of secrets, the chess thing when you sacrificed yourself, and your personality. Sure, Harry's a good character, but I always seemed to like you more, honestly."
"Hey thanks," said Ron, sitting on his bed. A spare one where gues t s slept was next to him. "I'm looking forward to playing Quidditch," said Rick, getting out a bag of galleons Serverus had given him, and a good bye present which was a broomstick. "Serverus gave me this broom stick as a good bye present, which was nice of him."
"Yeah, he seemed really nice this morning," said Ron, looking at the broomstick. "Wow. He got you a Nimbus 2001!"
"Yeah," said Rick. "I always enjoyed the summer holidays as he thought of the coolest ideas of what to do. He's in a bit of a shock that I had to go, and that I'm a Weasley."
"So you always saw the good side of him?" said Ron, very curious of Snape's behaviour.
"Yeah, always," said Rick, taking out a photo of the trio: him, Susan and Serverus. "This is us all together this summer when we went to the beach."
Ron looked over the photograph, noticing it was a muggle one. Snape was smiling in some kind of . . . unnatural way. He had his arm around a woman, and Rick was in the other arm. They were all smiling, but Snape's smile seemed the brightest.
"Wow, he can smile, in a happy instead of evil way," whispered Ron, handing the photo to Rick, who put it by his bed.