A Gift Fic presented to Celestia0909 for all of her hard work for Ravenclaw in Round 10 of the Houses Competition!
I present: Harry's Best Friend's Wedding
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I used to think I was in love with Ron Weasley, my best friend. I used to think that after all the time we'd spent together, and all of our commitments to spending time, we would end up married. Maybe this was all part and parcel of a deluded twelve year old boy. Then again, I've had these thoughts recently, and I'm 27 now.
Yet, here we all are. I'm giving a speech at my best friend's wedding. As his best man.
A week ago I thought Ron and I were meant to be. I tried to persuade him not to marry this other woman - Sarah Jackson, I'd never even heard of her before - by putting on every Potter charm I could think of, to no avail. I flipped through Cosmo, hoping for some mystical way of attracting a man. Talking to him about certain things, paying attention to certain things about him, wearing my hair down more, speaking in a lower voice, trying dresses and skirts for once. I got some strange looks.
"Harry, what the hell are you wearing?" Ron laughed at me. It hurt, of course, after I spent all the effort flipping through Vogue, Cosmo, Hello - all those magazines that tell you what to do to get your man to notice you. Expose your legs, laugh at his jokes, try a more feminine look.
"Just trying to catch your attention," I muttered back to him.
"You definitely did that. Cross dressing? Didn't think it was your thing, mate."
It was all well and good to laugh at my atrocious mistakes in order to get Ron to love me back. But it also made me realise something. Did I actually love him if I was making myself into fly-trap? Trying to sabotage his wedding and trying to make myself more appealing than the woman he intends to marry - what does that say about me?
Bad things, I'm sure.
If I'm wanting him to want me, then does that mean that I want him? It's a head-fucker, definitely.
Think I'll just stay single for a while.
It's better for all of society.
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