Teenage angst

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything associated with it so please don't sue me.

Summary: It's year 4 and Ron is thinking about Hermione and Victor Krum during the Yule ball. One shot. 150 words.

It isn't fair. It isn't right. The way he looks at her and she encourages him. Why can't she look at me like that but she only thinks of me as a friend. That's all I will ever be. All I seem to do is make her mad at me. It wouldn't work out between us – we would just argue all the time. She's better off with him. He's richer than me and can give her everything she deserves. What could I give her except my love? But that's not enough. I want to give her anything she asks for – the whole world if she desires it – but I can't. I'm not even a famous Quidditch star like he is. I'm nobody – even my best friend is famous and I'm not. I'm just a sidekick – a spare part. I feel so useless. No wonder she chose him and not me.

A.N I know it's short but this is just a random thought that popped into my head and I had to write it down. Please review anyway and tell me what you think.