Weasley Is Our Prince
Written for A Drabble a day keeps the doctor away challenge by Bamberrr.x
Character: Ron Weasley
Hugo Weasley stared at the chess board before him, fierce lines of concentration cutting into his forehead. A pink tongue darted out to moisten dry lips as he deliberately ordered his queen three squares to the left.
"Checkmate!" Hugo cried, raising triumphant blue eyes to meet Ron's own.
"Well done mate, that was fantastic! "Ron tousled Hugo's red hair and grinned at him. "Gryffindor must win next year; otherwise McGonagall will do her nut! Now, what about a bit of flying before bed?"
"I – I'd rather play another round, Dad." Hugo's eyes were wide with anxiety.
"Of course we can". Ron smiled and set up the board once more, suppressing a sigh.
Hugo had never been interested in flying, despite Ron's best efforts. It was Rose who had inherited his love of Quidditch, alongside her mother's intelligence. It worried Ron occasionally, but today he pushed the niggling thoughts aside. I can always play chess with him Ron thought. Flying doesn't matter – he'll always be my little prince.