Ron's got some problems so he's going to get something off his chest at an Alcoholics' Anonymous meeting.  Harry's my favorite; but I just love Ron.  He can be so pathetic.  Please read and review.

This particular situation is of my creation.  May I remind you that Harry Potter is NOT.  If it were, I would be a very happy, and not to mention wealthy person.

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                                                                                Enjoy,

                                                                                Veela of Erised

My Name's Ron

                I have a problem.  I'll admit it.  I've had it for sometime now. Hermione says if I don't quit she wants a divorce.  And I know just who she'd leave me for: that Victor Krum from the Bavarian quidditch team. 

                Bloody hell, you try being me.  I have an excuse for my drinking. 

Growing up at the Burrow wasn't exactly paradise.  I never had new things.  They were always hand-me-downs or secondhand things.  We never had any money.  Everywhere we went; it was obvious that we were Weasleys. 

And being in my best friend's shadow wasn't a piece of pie.  The great Harry Potter, he was.  The first to get on the quidditch team.  I had to wait until fifth year. He always got the attention.  He always got the girls.  I'm not complaining.  I'm happily married, or at least I thought I was. 

My father makes us look like a joke of a wizard family.  He sticks up for the muggles, which many of his co-workers don't like.  He earns practically nothing while that pompous Lucius Malfoy brings in all the gold.  But he's still my father, and I'm stuck working for him at the Ministry while Harry plays professional quidditch. 

Let's see, my sister, Ginny is married to Harry.  So I can never get away from her.  They're madly in love, they are.  She's dreamed of marrying him ever since she was 10! 

My life is a ruddy mess.

My brother, Percy, has made himself so busy with Ministry matters, that he's completely alienated himself from the family.  And it's all mum talks about.  Actually, every time I visit, it's all she rants and raves about.

My bloody life has gone beyond my own control. 

My wife argues, "Money's tight.  We can't afford to support your drinking habit."

I know I drink away my paycheck.  But who's she to talk.  Being a Hogwarts Librarian doesn't bring much home.  I hate my job; but at least I have something I can call a salary.

I want to change.  I really do.  I want to turn my life around for the better.  I've given up though because everyone's given up on me.  They all think it's too late.  But I know it's not.

"My name's Ron, and I'm an alcoholic."

"Hi, Ron."

Author's note:  You may have read Father Doesn't Love Me and I'm planning on writing more "Support Group" type stories for every main character.  If I get a fair amount of reviews I'll just make them chapters all together.  So, let  me know how you like them.