Why I Love Him
He is tactless. He is arrogant. He is insecure. He is the most annoying person I've ever met.
Yet, I found myself madly inlove with him.
Some of you may have wonder, how did it happen?
We didn't have a good start. But after he and Harry saved me from a troll on that Halloween night seven years ago, we are inseparable. They become my best friends.
I don't know when I started loving him. But I remember myself, one night, staring at him across our chairs next to the fire place in Gryffindor common room with my heart beating fast as hell!
I tried to deny my feelings for him. I told myself it was just a brotherly love. Just like how I feel for Harry. I only realized my feeling for him is more than that when I heard he invited Fleur for the Yule Ball. It felt like someone cut my heart with a knife. I was so furious that I accepted Viktor's invitation without second thought.
I tried so hard to stop whatever feelings I have for him but I failed. So I just gave up and let myself to fall in love with him even harder.
I love his flaming red hair, his freckled face, his deep blue eyes. Oh! I love everything about him!
I love him for making me laugh. I admire how he finds humour out of everything. I guess, being Fred's and George's brother, it's no sweat for him to crack some jokes even we were hunted by a bunch of Death Eaters.
I love him for making me cry. I love how we fight over little things then say sorry to each other afterwards because we both know what we have is something worthwhile than our pride. He can be so insensitive sometimes but I love him still because I know behind that arrogant face is a golden heart.
I love him because of his insecurities. It kills me to see the pain in his eyes whenever Malfoy insults him. Either pointing out how poor his family or how a bad keeper he was. Those were the times I even more realized how I love him for I was more than willing to face detention just to hex that brat. I love how his face turned red when I grabbed his hand and assured him how amazing he is just being himself.
I love him for having an adorable family. The first time I spent summer at The Burrow, I can't help myself but wish to have a family like his, noisy and messy, yet full of love. At that time, I know growing in that affectionate family will make him a loving father and a husband.
I love him because even he's scared, he's always ready to risk his life for the people he loves. I love how he always stands up to protect me. My heart still skips a little when I remember the time he defended me after Malfoy called me a "Mudblood". Though his own hex backfired because of his broken wand and he ended throwing up slugs, I found it so sweet!
I love how he's always there for me and Harry. He may be hot-tempered but he's a loyal friend. Even Dumbledore acknowledged it that's why the Deluminator was entrusted to him.
Yes, we argue, we fight-like all the time! But I guess that's our way of expressing love for each other. My life without him will be surely peaceful but dull and dark.
During the war against the Dark Lord, he was my oasis. His voice was the only thing I held on when Bellatrix was torturing me. Only his voice…calling my name…
He's the only one who can keep my sanity, really.
He may not be the "Chosen One" but he's the one my heart has chosen to love. I still feel ironic to find myself in the arms of that annoying redhead boy I hated so much when I was 11 years old.
But that's life. It's full of pleasant surprises. And I'm grateful Ronald Weasley is one of them.
His sweet kisses is what I deserved and his arms is the place where I belong.
