Ron didn't even have time to process what was going on before everything started. The boggart changed from a dead Hermione to a living Hermione, she was standing between Ron and Harry trying to stop Ron from punching Harry, in her hand she had a radio, a radio that Ron remembered with fear. Boggart Ron and boggart Harry were having a dreadfully familiar fight, Ron remembered that specific fight with shame and fear of the monster he had turned on, but it could not possibly be his biggest fear, right?
"You don't think I don't know how it feels" Harry shouted at the same time Hermione ordered Ron to take off the necklace "No, you don't know how it feels, you don't have a family" Ron took off the necklace and walked to where boggart Hermione was now standing "here" he said "here you have your stupid necklace" Ron forced the necklece into Hermione's hand and took the radio from her hands `` Ron…" Hermione whispered, but he didn't listen.
Ron turned around and left the tent, the last thing it could be heard before the scenario changed was Hermione screaming Ron's name.
The new scenario settle with boggart Ron standing in the middle of a beach, the radio on his hand "and now a minute of silence for the deaths" the radio suddenly boomed "today we only had two deadth, that we know of, but this deaths affects us dearly, a minute of silence for Hermione Granger and- and our supposed saviour Harry Potter" boggart Ron left out a lonely tear and Ron screamed at the top of his lounge "RIDICULOUS" the boggart changed into Harry , Hermione and Ron laughing at something, but Ron couldn't erase the feeling of uneasiness that was filling his heart, because it felt so true, because it could have been true and it would have been all his fault.
He had left them, left them to their faith, they could have easily died and he could have done nothing about it, because he was not there.
He was a monster, a monster filled with jealousy because even if he wanted to give the blame to that stupid necklase, deep down, he knew that was lie. He was jealous, jealous of Harry and the relationship he thought Harry had with Hermione, that magical relationship that he wished he had. That magical relationship he now has, though he didn't understand how, he didn't deserve Hermione, she deserved much much more than him, yet, she still chose him.
With trembling legs Ron took a step backwards, letting the next person to enter this weird method of tortured that was being labeled as a class.
