I OWN NOTHING!
I never thought of myself as a girly-girl but I'll admit growing up I have romanticized about being a princess in the many fairytales I've read.
In primary school I got made fun of and was thought to be a freak. I had no friends and the only people I interacted with were my parents.
During my first years at Hogwarts I tried to picture many boys in my class as the prince, particularly Ron and Harry. Whenever Harry was the prince, for so reason it didn't feel right. It felt like I was doing something with my brother. But whenever I pictured Ron, I had a smile on my face, my heart sped up and my face blushed a bright red.
As I got older I realized that I wanted Ron as my prince. My feeling for him had grown over the years. And as the Yule Ball was approaching quickly, I waited and waited for my supposed prince. He never asked me, instead I went with Victor Krum. I was flattered really, but I wanted Ron to ask me, and not as a last resort. I felt like a princess going to the ball, but for some reason I wasn't happy.
For the next years Ron and I have had a love-hate relationship. We finally got together after the war. I had my king. After the war, I choose to go back to Hogwarts to finish my education and Ron decided to go to Auror training. The separation was difficult but we made it work. Sometimes when Ron got some free time to visit me, I started to feel like a princess again. My prince would climb to the highest tower of the castle and rescue me.
Right now I'm sitting on a bed in St. Mungo's. resting in my arms was a little bundle of joy. Rose, our little princess. I watch my husband Ron sleeping uncomfortably in one of the chair, my King. Thinking back to my past, I got a new feeling. I don't feel like a princess, I shouldn't. I'm a Queen.
This is my first POV, so please review and tell me how I did. Thank you.
-KLMG
