A/N: I hope this satisfies. Thanks for reading!

Chapter Two

At first, all of them did find it somewhat amusing, Ron suddenly being the darling of witches (and a few wizards) everywhere. The fan mail kept coming, but it started getting more risque, so Ron quit answering.

That had exactly zero effect.

George sneaked photographs of Ron to sell. He also sold buttons and mugs emblazoned with "Weasley is my king!" The galleons came pouring in.

Ron went to what he thought was another boring old interview. He was a bit surprised that Harry and Hermione weren't there, but he just figured the reporter wanted to talk to them separately instead of together.

Nope. It was another cover for Witch Weekly . With a rather embarrassing, gushy article inside. Nothing about his war experiences-just about him personally.

Hermione was incensed. But she did eventually realize that Ron hadn't known what he was doing. Harry almost fell on the floor laughing so hard.

And George slyly recreated the cover photo, framed it, and sold it for exorbitant amounts of money.

Ron was pretty sure his ears would never return to a normal shade again.

When (with George's unapologetic help) Witch Weekly managed to get a third cover piece, Ron got a pair of knickers mailed to him. Now George and Harry were both falling over with laughter, Hermione was trying to figure out long-distance hexing, and Ron wondered why he'd ever thought fame was a good thing.

"See if you can win 'most charming smile,'" Harry said. "Maybe you can outdo Lockhart."

Hermione glared, and Ron scowled. "Don't compare me to that git."

"At least you've actually done the things being written about you," Harry said.

Things had almost settled once again when the Chudley Cannons went on a surprise winning streak. Their seeker credited Ron's devotion for inspiring them. And suddenly being a Cannons fan was cool, and suddenly Ron was back in the spotlight, and suddenly no one could keep up with the fan mail.

Ron was sent an official Cannons quidditch robe, and now he was posing with the team for photos and wondering how this had become his life.

Of course he and the team ended up on the cover of Witch Weekly . And George once again sold framed photos. The shop's financial numbers had never looked so good.

The tenth anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts was rapidly approaching. Ron wasn't sure he even wanted to make an appearance.

Hermione would have supported his decision, but Harry insisted. "Ron, you're the one they really want. Somewhere along the way...look, they see you as the approachable one. The real, human, relatable one. Our goal is to inspire people to be the change they want to see. And you're the one who does that best."

So Harry gave his speech, shortened considerably. Hermione did the same. And Ron stood up and tried to say something inspirational, feeling like an utter git. Then he started to talk about how much he loved and admired Harry and Hermione (really, they deserved some fan mail too), but he got choked up and couldn't finish. He moved on to honor the fallen heroes, Fred included, but of course that was even more impossible to stumble through. Deciding that he'd blubbered on stage long enough and needed to just stop, he made a few final wisecracks and sat down.

The applause was thunderous. Honestly, the whole wizarding world had gone mental.

Witch Weekly ran a fourth cover piece. But this time they did a better job of putting into words what the adoring public saw in Ron Weasley. "Sure, he's handsome-no one's denying that. We love having those blue eyes grace our cover. But Weasley is the Golden Trio's Everyman. Not the Chosen One, who really had no choice at all. Not the Brightest of the Age, for whom it all came so easily and naturally. Weasley did the right thing, even when it was hard, simply because it was the right thing. Weasley sometimes messes up but keeps showing up and doing his best anyway. Weasley loyally loves the underdog and never quits believing in them. Weasley is us-the us we all wish we had been during the war, the us we need to be to move forward. And Weasley most certainly is our king."

Hermione had no issues with George selling mock-ups of this article and cover photo.

In fact, she purchased several herself.

(Although the one she kept in their bedroom had "our" crossed out and replaced with "my.")

(Ron was perfectly content with that.)