Okay, this is just some inherent ramblings from Ron's mind the night after he was saved from the lake in GoF. R/R, please.
Disclaimer: Ron and the topics his mind wanders over are property of Joanne Kathleen Rowling. And I'm American too. Which is why I can dis us I all please.

I wonder who I'd surely miss.
You know, in the 2nd triwizard event. If, for some reason, someone had decided to put _my_ name in the Goblet instead of Harry's, and gave me a chance to look like a prat in front of the whole school... then who would I have just rescued?
I'm really grateful that Harry saved me, truely I am. He's a great friend. But I sincerly doubt I would save him. If I was an American, I would have made something dirty out of this (Fleur saves her sister, Diggory and Krum save their girlfriends, and Harry saves _me_...) but I'm not a sicko American, so I won't even think about that. I wouldn't have Harry down there because... I'm just as dependent on his friendship, but... I just know it would be someone else, that's all.
Ginny? I love her and all, but she _is_ my little sister, and I _am_ a guy. Doesn't work. Fred/George? I think you're only allowed one hostage, anyway. Percy? That's a laugh. He's my brother, but out of my whole family, _him_? Charlie? He's... not around a lot, you know? Ditto for Bill. And I don't think Mum and Dad even count as an option. I love them dearly, but I'm a 14-year-old boy!
Who's left? Who else would I miss more than anyone? Well, Hermione... but wasn't she already a hostage? Do I really care? Why would it be her and not Harry? At least once a year since I've met her, I haven't been speaking to her... in our first year, she was an annoying git for the majority of it, in our second she was petrified, in our third her cat went after Scabbers (not that I care about that little git anymore) _and_ she reported the mystery Firebolt, and just this year, didn't she side with Harry when he and I weren't talking? And wasn't I just as depressed about that as I was about the fact that my best friend Harry wasn't speaking to me? Didn't I choose not to speak to Harry? Didn't that choosing sides thing make me even more jealous? Huh? What did I just say?
I hate rambling internal monolouges. I wish I could eliminate them. They bring about awful relavations. Like the one where I was doubly jealous of Harry because Hermione spent more time with him than with me. And it brought up that argument I had with Hermione herself on Christmas Eve... the one I swore I would never think about... because I'm not quite sure what I meant by what I said... oh my god.... please brain, don't spell it out... too late... I've got as much a crush on Hermione Granger than I do on Fleur Delacour, and that is saying something.
I hate you, brain. Now I'm saddled with that comforting thought for the rest of my days.