A/N: I'm not totally sadistic, I promise. It's just…Ron's my favorite character and I kill all my favorite characters okay?

Disclaimer: The marvelous J.K. Rowling owns the characters and you don't want to sue me.

Summery: Character reflection after Ron's death in their fifth year.

1 Sacrifice

By: Prince Tyler Briefs

Percy Weasly

Hey little brother, I don't know if you can hear me. But if you can I want you to listen all right? Ron I'm sorry for every bad, mean, hateful, cocky, horrible thing I've ever done to you. I was always sorry before but somehow I never got around to telling you. Or maybe I just didn't have the courage to tell you.

I should have told you, to your face instead of your headstone. You saved the world little brother, you really did. Remember how proud I was of you in your first year when you beat McGonagal's chess game? Well times that by ten and you'll get what I am now. This time, though, there's a terrible pain that comes with that pride. I was worried about you during the second task last year, when Harry and you weren't coming up, even though I knew you were safe. I was practically worrying myself sick when you and Harry and Hermione went off to see if you couldn't defeat Voldermort. Both times I would have given anything to have traded places with you, and both times I could not.

I never told you I loved you, did I Ron? Well I'm telling you now, I love you little brother. Ginny may always have been my favorite sibling, but you were always my favorite brother. You would tolerate me and my bragging, no matter how grudgingly. A lot better the Bill, Charlie, Fred, or George ever did anyway.

You had courage Ron, the first one of us Weasly kids to really have the right stuff to be in Gryffindor I'd wager. The sorting hat really did a good job putting you there Ron, no doubt about it. You giving your life to save Harry like that gave him the time he needed to escape. But I'm sure he would have stayed if it meant he could have saved you.

That old saying is right, like they always prove to be. You never know what you have until you lose it. And none of us Ron, not one of us, really knew how much you meant to us until it was too late. I don't think even Harry and Hermione really knew. I'd give anything Ron, anything, to have you back. I would even giving up being Head Boy or a Prefect. When I say anything Ron I mean anything, even my own life.

When mum saw the hand with your name on it under the mortal peril on that infernal clock of hers I thought she was going to die of a heart attack. At least every other time you got into trouble it was late at night, and not while she was cooking breakfast. That clatter of dishes could have wakened the dead! We waited anxiously from some word from Dumbledore, and when it finally came I wished it hadn't.

You'll never know how much you're missed little brother, and I wish I didn't have to know either.