Beautiful
~*~
"Oh, I see," I said, my veins were burning with rage. "So basically, you're going to take the best-looking girl who'll have you, even if she's completely horrible?"
"Er-Yeah, that sounds about right." Ron replied. How could he be so shallow?
"I'm going to bed." I snapped and walked as fast as I could up the girl's staircase. I didn't want anyone to see that I was about to burst into tears.
~*~
I sat on the veranda and, being the early riser that I am, watched the sunrise. It was beautiful, the arrangement of colors in the sky like a bouquet of flowers. I thought of Hogwarts and remembered the times I snuck out early in the morning to watch the sunrise whenever I was mad at somebody, Harry, Ron, Draco, it didn't matter. The sunrise was calming.
The time I was thinking about wasn't any different. The memory that was replaying in my mind while the sun came up.
Ron wanted someone beautiful.
Clearly I wasn't what he wanted.
I wasn't pretty, what with my dull brown eyes and curly, unmanageable, out-of-control hair. I was thin, not in the scary anorexia way but slender. I wasn't short but I felt like I was when I stood next to Ron. Maybe I just didn't care about my looks, they weren't important to me.
Maybe they should be, I thought. Maybe I should get a makeover before school starts.
I giggled to myself. I'm being silly.
But as I was brushing my teeth later that morning, I looked at my reflection in the mirror over the sink and changed my mind.
What's wrong with wanting to be beautiful? Author's notes- There's the first chapter, this fic takes place after OtoP. Next chapter should be up later this week, maybe even tomorrow! This whole fic is for Katie.
If you're disappointed, go read some stuff by my friends ApricotKisses, Katie Weasley, and my older brother, NobleBlood. If you're not disappointed go read their stuff anyway.
Disclaimer-J.K Rowling owns Ron Weas- I mean Harry Potter. Lucky her.
~*~
"Oh, I see," I said, my veins were burning with rage. "So basically, you're going to take the best-looking girl who'll have you, even if she's completely horrible?"
"Er-Yeah, that sounds about right." Ron replied. How could he be so shallow?
"I'm going to bed." I snapped and walked as fast as I could up the girl's staircase. I didn't want anyone to see that I was about to burst into tears.
~*~
I sat on the veranda and, being the early riser that I am, watched the sunrise. It was beautiful, the arrangement of colors in the sky like a bouquet of flowers. I thought of Hogwarts and remembered the times I snuck out early in the morning to watch the sunrise whenever I was mad at somebody, Harry, Ron, Draco, it didn't matter. The sunrise was calming.
The time I was thinking about wasn't any different. The memory that was replaying in my mind while the sun came up.
Ron wanted someone beautiful.
Clearly I wasn't what he wanted.
I wasn't pretty, what with my dull brown eyes and curly, unmanageable, out-of-control hair. I was thin, not in the scary anorexia way but slender. I wasn't short but I felt like I was when I stood next to Ron. Maybe I just didn't care about my looks, they weren't important to me.
Maybe they should be, I thought. Maybe I should get a makeover before school starts.
I giggled to myself. I'm being silly.
But as I was brushing my teeth later that morning, I looked at my reflection in the mirror over the sink and changed my mind.
What's wrong with wanting to be beautiful? Author's notes- There's the first chapter, this fic takes place after OtoP. Next chapter should be up later this week, maybe even tomorrow! This whole fic is for Katie.
If you're disappointed, go read some stuff by my friends ApricotKisses, Katie Weasley, and my older brother, NobleBlood. If you're not disappointed go read their stuff anyway.
Disclaimer-J.K Rowling owns Ron Weas- I mean Harry Potter. Lucky her.