A/N: Tribute to Ron, Harry's POV, after Ron's death.
Disclaimer: Not mine
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Hey. I-I came to see you. I wanted to say thanks. Thank you for being my friend.
Heh, I remember back in first year, when we met. There were all these people pointing and staring at me, asking if I was really Harry Potter.
"Yeah," I wanted to answer. "But have you met that boy over there, with the freckles and the red hair? He's fantastic!"
Truth is, I was never really good with understanding the human psyche. If there was one thing I never got, it was why people didn't worship the ground you walked on. Why didn't they hold you in as high regard as I did - and still do? Did they not see it?
I remember in second year, when Ginny was down in the Chamber of Secrets. You looked to devastated when we found out it was her; but you were so brave.
Of course I was worried for Ginny, but I was even more worried for you. I couldn't stand to see you in pain.
And in third year - Oh you were so brilliant! Remember how you couldn't even stand? But you tried to. And you told Sirius that he'd have to kill you if he wanted to kill Harry. I don't think anybody ever did as much for me as you. You were so determined, I admired you so much.
Then I finally began to understand. When I became champion, in fourth year, I thought you'd understand that I didn't mean to, and I got mad when you didn't. I was so foolish, you had been harboring those feelings for about as long as we'd known each other, but only then did I realize, it took an outburst.
They say Weasleys are quick-tempered. They're wrong. Ron Weasley, you were the most patient person I ever knew, people just didn't realize what you were going through.
We had great times together.
Listen, I know you said everything was going to be fine, but I think you were wrong on that one. Nothing's working out.
I can't *be* without you, Ron.
I don't think you understand, I can't do it, it hurts to breathe.
Hermione missed you, you guys were supposed to grow old together, remember? And you were gonna name your first child Harry, after me!
And your family misses you too. They all miss you so much.
So much.
I've realized that you are to me, what I am to everyone else. You're my strength, my encouragement.
I love you Ron, you're my best friend. So, could you just come back . . .
Please? Please Ron?!
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Review, or don't. I don't really care, I love Ron.
Disclaimer: Not mine
~*~
Hey. I-I came to see you. I wanted to say thanks. Thank you for being my friend.
Heh, I remember back in first year, when we met. There were all these people pointing and staring at me, asking if I was really Harry Potter.
"Yeah," I wanted to answer. "But have you met that boy over there, with the freckles and the red hair? He's fantastic!"
Truth is, I was never really good with understanding the human psyche. If there was one thing I never got, it was why people didn't worship the ground you walked on. Why didn't they hold you in as high regard as I did - and still do? Did they not see it?
I remember in second year, when Ginny was down in the Chamber of Secrets. You looked to devastated when we found out it was her; but you were so brave.
Of course I was worried for Ginny, but I was even more worried for you. I couldn't stand to see you in pain.
And in third year - Oh you were so brilliant! Remember how you couldn't even stand? But you tried to. And you told Sirius that he'd have to kill you if he wanted to kill Harry. I don't think anybody ever did as much for me as you. You were so determined, I admired you so much.
Then I finally began to understand. When I became champion, in fourth year, I thought you'd understand that I didn't mean to, and I got mad when you didn't. I was so foolish, you had been harboring those feelings for about as long as we'd known each other, but only then did I realize, it took an outburst.
They say Weasleys are quick-tempered. They're wrong. Ron Weasley, you were the most patient person I ever knew, people just didn't realize what you were going through.
We had great times together.
Listen, I know you said everything was going to be fine, but I think you were wrong on that one. Nothing's working out.
I can't *be* without you, Ron.
I don't think you understand, I can't do it, it hurts to breathe.
Hermione missed you, you guys were supposed to grow old together, remember? And you were gonna name your first child Harry, after me!
And your family misses you too. They all miss you so much.
So much.
I've realized that you are to me, what I am to everyone else. You're my strength, my encouragement.
I love you Ron, you're my best friend. So, could you just come back . . .
Please? Please Ron?!
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Review, or don't. I don't really care, I love Ron.