At the age of 11, Ron Weasley stared into the Mirror of Erised. Ron had been burning to prove himself, to show that he could be as good as, or better than, his older brothers. Ron never did make Head Boy or Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. Gryffindor won the House Cup many times during his school years, as well as the Quidditch Cup.
He supposed his 11-year-old self would be happy to know that Ron turned out to be instrumental in the House Cup win later that very same year, with the last minute points awarded to him.
His childish innermost desires did not include being on a Chocolate Frog trading card. Would innocent little Ronniekins believe the tales behind why he was on the card? Ron stared at the long list of his deeds, and it wasn't even everything he had accomplished, whether it be on his own, or as a part of the Golden Trio.
He snorted at the moniker "Golden Trio" to describe them on the card. He really hated that name.
Ron wouldn't deny being proud of the title War Hero. He carried that pride into being the finest Auror he could be. Ron joined the Auror training program with Neville and Harry, going on to fight by their sides, rounding up rogue Death Eaters in the months following Voldemort's defeat.
He spent years assisting Kingsley in the Minister's mission to rid the Wizengamot and Ministry of the lingering corruption which had eaten away at it for generations.
Hermione had helped him pick out the jumper he wore in the picture. It was sky blue and she said that it made his eyes pop. Ron rather liked how he looked. He wasn't without his scars, but the adult he saw in the Chocolate Frog picture was so much better than the adult that little kid imagined all those years ago as he stared in the mirror.
Plus, none of his brothers were featured on a Chocolate Frog trading card, were they?
Ron took one of the new Ronald Weasley cards out of the box, moving it to the small chest that housed his now complete collection of all the trading cards.