A/N: Hey, this is your friendly neighborhood author speaking! I'm relatively new at this kinda thing, so any feedback, good or bad, is very welcome. But anyway, have fun and I'll meet you at the end! Ja ne!!
#1 - Ronald: Second Best
Ever get the feeling that no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, you'll never be best? No matter what miracle you perform, sending the sun spinning to earth or walking on water, there'll always be someone who'll look at you and say: "it's been done"? That's how I live my life.
It's been that way ever since I can remember. I have 5 older brothers, mind, and a younger sister. I don't think I've ever really had much that was mine first. Charlie's old bedspread, Bill's old robes, Percy's old rat...sometimes, I wonder how much of me is me. Ginny at least gets some new things, as she's a girl. Almost everything I own is second-hand.
Then I started school, and I got something of my own - a friend in the famous Harry Potter. He liked me from the beginning, I think, because he had no one else to like. He had never really talked to someone his age who'd come from a wizarding family - anyone worth talking to, anyway, he had spoken to Malfoy briefly. He listened to me and respected me, when you'd think it should be the other way around. The famous Harry Potter knew nothing about the world of wizards, and good old Ron had to teach him about it. For once, I felt important.
Then one day, everything changed. Harry'd learned all he could from me, and though he kept me around and let me be his best friend, I wasn't really necessary. He showed me that when we were fighting during the Triwizard Tournament - he got along just fine without me, didn't he? He's the Boy Who Lived, after all, the Seeker Extraordinaire, defeater of evil, a Slytherin's worst enemy. What am I? The kid who he keeps in his shadows for those times when he needs someone to agree with him. But I shared in his glory anyway, made his foes my own - Malfoy, Snape, You-Know-Who...I was almost happy in his shadow, if only because I'd never seen the light on my own.
Yes, that's it. I'm used to being the one left behind. I'm used to reveling in shared glory, growling about shared pain. It's been that way for almost 15 years, and I doubt much will change over the next 15. Why ruin a perfect track record?
Yes, I am Ronald Weasley. And I am the eternal Second Best.
A/N II: I love Ron. I think he's great. However, the boy has issues.
Everything here is J.K.'s. I own a 3 foot inflatable penguin, my computer, and a bag of Swedish fish. Just try to take them from me.
#1 - Ronald: Second Best
Ever get the feeling that no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, you'll never be best? No matter what miracle you perform, sending the sun spinning to earth or walking on water, there'll always be someone who'll look at you and say: "it's been done"? That's how I live my life.
It's been that way ever since I can remember. I have 5 older brothers, mind, and a younger sister. I don't think I've ever really had much that was mine first. Charlie's old bedspread, Bill's old robes, Percy's old rat...sometimes, I wonder how much of me is me. Ginny at least gets some new things, as she's a girl. Almost everything I own is second-hand.
Then I started school, and I got something of my own - a friend in the famous Harry Potter. He liked me from the beginning, I think, because he had no one else to like. He had never really talked to someone his age who'd come from a wizarding family - anyone worth talking to, anyway, he had spoken to Malfoy briefly. He listened to me and respected me, when you'd think it should be the other way around. The famous Harry Potter knew nothing about the world of wizards, and good old Ron had to teach him about it. For once, I felt important.
Then one day, everything changed. Harry'd learned all he could from me, and though he kept me around and let me be his best friend, I wasn't really necessary. He showed me that when we were fighting during the Triwizard Tournament - he got along just fine without me, didn't he? He's the Boy Who Lived, after all, the Seeker Extraordinaire, defeater of evil, a Slytherin's worst enemy. What am I? The kid who he keeps in his shadows for those times when he needs someone to agree with him. But I shared in his glory anyway, made his foes my own - Malfoy, Snape, You-Know-Who...I was almost happy in his shadow, if only because I'd never seen the light on my own.
Yes, that's it. I'm used to being the one left behind. I'm used to reveling in shared glory, growling about shared pain. It's been that way for almost 15 years, and I doubt much will change over the next 15. Why ruin a perfect track record?
Yes, I am Ronald Weasley. And I am the eternal Second Best.
A/N II: I love Ron. I think he's great. However, the boy has issues.
Everything here is J.K.'s. I own a 3 foot inflatable penguin, my computer, and a bag of Swedish fish. Just try to take them from me.