Author's Note: I DID NOT NOR WILL EVER CLAIM THE CHARACTERS OR PLACES, PERSONS, OR THINGS THIS STORY IS BASED OUT OF AS MINE. The story however the story line in which im playing with J.K. Rowling's characters, persons, places or things; is mine. I accept all criticism. I am just seeing how well I can do this thing called the written word. So, thank you for your honest opinion. On to the story. MA content inside. Some bashing of a weasley family and some friends. One very heroic interpretation of a very mystical side of a weasley and some friends. Woo hoo let's get it started.

Chapter 1

It was the beginning of 6th year, Ron was sitting in the astronomy tower after hours thinking of how again Harry gets all the glory and he gets nothing. Not even a thank you from Harry for all the help he gave in their quests. No, the only one everyone thinks did any good is Harry Potter. How Ron had begun to loathe his best friends name.

Ron was smart, brave, and a very good strategist. It was just that Ron preferred to goof off and do his work later on at night when no one is around. No Hermione has to try and help him or get angry when asking to see her work to check his. She always thinks that he hasn't done any work when sitting in front of her is his completed works. It's harry that doesn't do his work knowing that Hermione well do it for him. Claiming he can't on account of Voldemort and the death eaters. God, how he hated the furry haired, nosy, know-it-all too. She thinks I am so in love with her. He made a sound of disgust, not likely.

He heard something by the doors so he lifted his wand with quick precision in seconds he thought of the spell he wanted and cast wordlessly a 'revelio,' and he then saw a glimmer of a tall person walking to go behind him. He followed it with his eyes covertly. Once the person got close enough he tackled them to the ground. Then he noticed the concealing spell the person used was cancelled by the very person themselves.

" I will ask you only once Weasley. You will get off me now or so help me i will never let you see the next day." Growled out Snape.

" S-sorry professor, i didn't know it was you I thought it may have been a death eater or Voldemort" Ron noticed how Snape hissed and held his arm at Voldemort's name.

"Do not say his name you brat." Snape hissed at him.

"I apologize Sir. " Ron bowed and then went to the edge of the astronomy tower and continued looking out as he had been doing earlier.

Snape looked at Ron, "What's wrong now foolish boy?"

"Nothing professor" he watched as a creature flew from the forest in the distance, almost a kin to a phoenix and thestral mix.

"Fine then weasley boy, I shall leave you to your thoughts." huffed Snape as he was forced to- leave his spot he always used for thought himself.

"Sir?" Ron hesitantly questioned.

Snape looked to the ceiling in exasperation but turned around to face where Ron stood "What is it Weasley"

Ron closed his eyes at the thought of how low he has come to have to ask Severus Snape a question in hopes of enlightenment. " What would you do Sir if you weren't being treated how you deserved?"

Snape rose his right eyebrow and simply responded, " I would do whatever I had to, to receive- a place where I was." then walked away robes billowing behind him..