Wizard Chess

Wizard Chess

The Game, the Challenge, the Champion

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A/N:This is a story about Ron and his mad wizard chess skills. :)

DISCLAIMER:Only in this chapter will I disclaim.  You know the drill, all the stuff is J.K. Rowling's except a few choice things that I'm too lazy to list.  This takes place over the summer when Ron is going into second year.

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CHAPTER 1:

The Game

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          Ron Weasly sat in his bed in the boy's dormitory at Hogwarts.  How familiar it seemed to Ron; Dean and his soccer poster, Harry reading Flying with the Cannons for the (insert number here)th time, and Ron himself thinking out wizard chess tactics to route Harry yet again. 

          After he shut his book, Harry said, "Ron, want to play a game of chess?"

          Ron replied enthusiastically, "Sure! Let me get my chess set!"  His chess set had been passed down through the Weaslys, and used to belong to one of his brothers. 

          In wizard chess, the rules and regulations are the same as Muggle chess.  However, the pieces, (being magical), could talk, coordinate, and suggest.  Because of this, Wizard chess relates very much to directing troops in battle.  Sometimes a piece would move, sometimes it would stay and make its own suggestion (useful or annoying).  Ron's chess set, having played with a Weasly at the helm for much time, trusted Ron and treated him with utmost respect, sometimes even offering useful propositions (though Ron had already thought of most). 

          Harry's chess pieces, on the other hand, often stayed put in stubborness and suggested their own moves, which were usually right into traps.  These moves, however, also happened to be the only moves they would take.  Harry recieved his chess set at Christmas in his first year.  They still didn't trust him.  Because of Harry's less experienced pieces and considerably lesser skill, Ron usually defeated Harry outright with a series of clever traps, moves and attacks. 

          "Ron, you're really good! You should enter some tournament or something," said Harry.

          "That would be excellent!" Ron said, and that started the daydream...

          Ron stood on a podium, waving a huge, gold cup in the air.  With an ethusiastic smile, he magically magnified his voice.  The crowd hushed to hear their international Wizard chess champion speak.  "Hello, and I thank you all for your warm welcome to the tournament and support throught it!" he said.  Harry and Hermione, his best friends could be seen in the crowd, looking quite envious.  Ron liked this, for Harry had always recieved all the attention and glory.  "I could not have done this without all of you!" said Ron.  With a smirk, he added, "And I would especially like to thank Harry Potter for giving me some practice on winning!"  The crowd chuckled and sniggered at the tall, skinny boy's attempt at humor.  His speech droned on, and on, until suddenly, he was brought back to reality with a start. 

          Ron Weasly was shaken and suddenly heard a voice, "Come on Ron, we have to play, remember?"  Suddenly, he did remember.  He had been playing with Harry.

          "Yeah, I remember," said Ron.  This time, the game lasted all of ten minutes.  Toward the beginning, Harry made a bold move with his queen only to find it taken by Ron's knight.  'He has excellent skill, there's no denying that,' thought Harry.  Ron suddenly played an overwhelming amount of his pieces into a skirmish to break the first row of pawns.  It succeded with only the loss of a knight.  Then, Harry's King moved to castle, but put itself in a trap.  There could be no way out. 

          "Check mate," said Ron, cleaning his pieces off the board.  "Good game Harry!" said Ron in a nice, friendly way.  Harry had lost now for the twentieth time, out of twenty.  Never had he come close to winning. 

          Ron had now made it his goal to win a chess tournament of some sort.  He would become famous winning it, give the prize money to his family (which had a few problems with money) and turn out to recieve respect from other chess players around the world. Yes, there are no minuses to winning that...

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A/N:I hope you liked that, but if not, PLEASE tell me what you don't like so I can try to fix it. Next chapter should be up soon.