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RWatHT - Chapter 14: Celebrations

Ron was asleep, his muscles and shoulder felt really bad and he was incredibly tired. Right on top of him, was Hermione. Her brown golden curls were falling like curtains that surrounded her face. Her beautiful eyes were shining as she gazed at him from below. He wanted to move, to touch her like she deserved to be touched, but for some reason he couldn’t move. It was as if he had been petrified and he could only gaze as she began to lower her head towards his. Just when he thought she might’ve kissed him she lowered her mouth near his ear.

Taking the chance he licked and kissed her neck, it tasted like blood and metal. Weird, but he was tasting Hermione’s skin and he wasn’t about to complain about that.

“Ron,” she whispered. Fuck, it was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. “Ron,” a little louder and he silently begged for more. “Ron,” that wasn’t as quiet as the others. “Ron!”

Ron’s eyes snapped open. He looked around, he was surrounded by most of his friends, as well as some other people from Gryffindor. Hermione was kneeling down her face clearly worried and with marks on the sides of her head where it looked like she clawed with her nails. He unconsciously licked his lips and recognized the taste of metal and blood. Fred and George were also there and although they looked quite worried were snickering silently. Ron sent them a glare, as he couldn’t move.

“Ron,” he turned to look at Hermione. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” he said, trying to nod his head, but failing. “I just won’t be able to move for a while, but other than that I’m pretty good. Where’s Gryffindor?”

“I’m here,” Gryffindor said, kneeling on Ron’s right side. “Drink this,” in his hand was a glass bottle with viscous yellowish substance inside.

“No thanks,” said Ron, grimacing at the view of whatever the hell Gryffindor was trying to feed him. Gryffindor sighed, then he grabbed Ron’s chin forcefully and pried his mouth open. Ron for his part closed his mouth as tight as he could and this time Gryffindor had a hard time opening it. He put the large bottle down and handed it to Hermione.

“When I tell you to,” he told her. “Pour it in his mouth. It’ll help,” Hermione looked quite conflicted with herself, but if it meant helping her friends Ron knew what she was willing to do.

Gryffindor took a hold of Ron’s nose cutting off his breathing, Ron held on to the air inside his mouth as long as he could until he had to take in some air. He opened his mouth in a loud gasp and Gryffindor held his jaw.

“Now! Fill his mouth and don’t overdo it!” Gryffindor exclaimed. Hermione began pouring the viscous substance into his mouth. It filled Ron’s mouth, it was cold and it felt as if a weird slime was pouring inside his mouth. Ron closed his mouth and forced himself to swallow, however the unpleasant feeling inside his stomach or the disgusting taste never came. Instead, he tasted bananas and chocolates along with very cold milk, and his body, which was burning, tired and exhausted, felt cooler and more relaxed.

“Hmmmmm,” he moaned, closing his eyes and savouring the taste. “What is that?” He asked.

“It's a banana smoothie,” Gryffindor said, his eyebrow arched. “Right now, you’re experiencing cramps so intensely your body has stopped moving temporarily. So if you want to walk today instead of staying in bed all day. Drink. The bloody. Smoothie.”

Ron squinted his eyes at Gryffindor in a small glare and opened his mouth. Hermione for her part put the bottle to Ron’s mouth as he began to drink, he had closed his eyes at the moment and so he didn’t notice Hermione staring at his Adam's apple bobbing, her cheeks a light pink. By the time the bottle ended Ron could move again, however his left arm still hurt when he tried to use it. As Ron checked himself he noticed his robes at first, only his pants were actually unscathed, his upper half clothes had been burned and slashed to the point that it was comical how much he was revealing and how much he had uncovered.

The blood that was on his body and clothes was not that much, perhaps half a cup at most. The cut had hurt far worse than it probably should have. He wasn’t even that worried about the blood, he was more worried about the pink and bright scars that were on his shoulder now.

He looked around ready to ask Gryffindor what exactly had happened when he was nowhere to be seen.

Gryffindor was walking angrily towards the Headmaster’s office. Of course it had to have been one of Salazar’s students who would break the rules and against his Champion no less, no one else could be that petty.

‘You could,’ said a small voice that sounded like Rowena.

‘Shut up,’ he continued until he was in front of the stone gryphon. He said the password and made his way up the stairs. When he opened the door making his way in, hell resonated in his ears.

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Just a quick Ron drawing..

Although you said it wasn’t Ron slander this very much sounded like Ron slander. So I’m going to point out a few things that I disagreed with using facts from the books.

“I feel I owe you another explanation, Harry," said Dumbledore hesitantly. "You may, perhaps, have wondered why I never chose you as a prefect? I must confess… that I rather thought… you had enough responsibility to be going on with."

Dumbledore didn’t give Ron the prefect badge because of not wanting to hurt his feelings. He did it because Harry had too much going on, and making him a prefect would be too much for him. Ron was just the second-best option.

He had forgotten completely about prefects being chosen in the fifth year. He had been too anxious about the possibility of being expelled to spare a thought for the fact that badges must be winging their way towards certain people. But if he had remembered… if he had thought about it… what would he have expected?

Not this, said a small and truthful voice inside his head.

Harry screwed up his face and buried it in his hands. He could not lie to himself; if he had known the prefect badge was on its way, he would have expected it to come to him, not Ron. Did this make him as arrogant as Draco Malfoy? Did he think himself superior to everyone else? Did he really believe he was better than Ron?

No, said the small voice defiantly.

Was that true? Harry wondered, anxiously probing his own feelings.

I'm better at Quidditch, said the voice. But I'm not better at anything else.

Harry stated that he had actually forgotten about the prefect badge, and he said that if he had remembered he would’ve expected it to go to himself and not Ron. He also said that Ron and him aren’t that different in academic terms and the only good thing Harry is better at is flying (This is Harry’s perspective by the way).

And being a prefect wouldn’t be the only thing that Harry would’ve accomplished for himself: He became seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team in his first-year, something that rarely happens; He helped won the House Cup three years in a row; He got an award for special services from the school in his 2nd year; He won the Quidditch Cup in his third year.

Ron feels the way he does because of his childhood. He wouldn’t think about a world without his family because he’s had them all of his life. And of course Harry would be quick to change his life’s with Ron, he knows a life without a loving family and that’s the only thing he craves.

“Listen - Ron - well done, mate."

The smile faded off Ron's face.

“I never thought it would be me!" he said, shaking his head. "I thought it would be you!"

Ron wouldn’t have thrown a hissy fit either. He quite literally tells Harry that he was shocked that he was chosen instead of him. He expected it. 

He was grinning, but it was a very odd, strained sort of grin. Harry suddenly became aware that he was still wearing the scarlet Gryffindor banner that Lee had tied around him. He hastened to take it off, but it was knotted very tightly. Ron lay on the bed without moving, watching Harry struggle to remove it.

“So," he said, when Harry had finally removed the banner and thrown it into a corner. "Congratulations."

Even in GoF Ron wanted to be glad for Harry being chosen as the Fourth Champion. And in OotP in the same chapter that Ron is appointed prefects Harry uses his experiences with Voldemort to justify why he should’ve been prefect. Not because he had suffered too much and he wanted this one simple thing, but because it was him that did it, not Ron.

But what about outside lessons? What about those adventures he, Ron and Hermione had had together since starting at Hogwarts, often risking much worse than expulsion?

Well, Ron and Hermione were with me most of the time, said the voice in Harry's head.

Not all the time, though, Harry argued with himself. They didn't fight Quirrell with me. They didn't take on Riddle and the Basilisk. They didn't get rid of all those Dementors the night Sirius escaped. They weren't in that graveyard with me, the night Voldemort returned…

He uses those traumatic experiences as an excuse to why he’s more qualified than Ron to be a school prefect when those things have nothing to do with school work or academic achievements.

I’m not trying to slander Harry, but he didn’t really care about the prefect badge. In fact he got over it pretty quickly. The only times he cared about it where when Malfoy abused his powers as a prefect.

Not Ron slander but the fact that Harry was going to be a prefect but Dumbledore gave it to Ron because he was worried about Ron’s feelings and the fact that he wooodve thrown a tantrum was so pathetic. It’s one of the things that make me dislike Ron. Everything Harry has are things he didn’t want or choose to have. He didn’t choose to the chosen one. He didn’t choose to be famous, especially when his fame is related to the death of both of his parents. He didn’t want to be rumored to be the heir of Slytherin. He didn’t choose to be the triwizard champion. Those are all things that were forced upon him without his consent and the fact that Ron throws a hissy fit about it because he doesn’t get anything or feel special is so pathetic and narrow minded. I don’t remember if Harry wanted to be a prefect but if he did, it wouldve been the only thing Harry wanted for himself and actually earned over the course of four traumatic years at Hogwarts. Facing Voldemort three times, watching Cedric die, and then still doing semi well in school. Like I understand that Ron feels the way he does because he’s from a big family and often gets overshadowed and forgotten but anyone can see Harry would switch their lives in a hot second because Ron has a stable home life with loving parents. They might not have much but it’s all Harry ever wanted and Ron is pressed about things that are getting Harry injured, almost killed, and more traumatized. It’s quite ignorant in my opinion.

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RWatHT - Chapter 9: Burn Marks

Ron stared at the back of Hermione’s head watching her curls bounce as she walked away. His heart started beating uncontrollably, it was maddening. Unlike two months ago when she had first kissed him on the cheek there was no sort of blank that filled his mind and turned him into putty. No, there was this sort of uncontrollable need for his mind and body to surround themselves around those five blissful seconds and Ron found himself allowing it to.

That’s when it happened, a sort of heat coursed through his body. It was overwhelming and familiar. Ron felt something burn at the back of his throat just like he had a few nights ago. Panicked, he swiped his tongue through his teeth just to find that he had fangs instead of his normal teeth all over again.

He walked rapidly to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes had turned a glowing amber colour once more as well. Ron took a deep breath and closed his eyes trying not to freak out as he felt the scorching heat leave his body. When he opened his eyes he had gone back to normal. Blue eyes, normal teeth, non-glowing throat. He tried to splash some water on his face, but as soon as the water touched his hands it evaporated into mist.

At that moment Ron froze, he looked at the shower and quickly took his clothes off. He turned the shower on and made sure to only use cold water. As it fell on him the whole room was soon filled with an extreme amount of condensation, making it appear as if a cloud had been summoned in the bathroom. Soon however he could feel the water hitting him, and even when he knew it was cold it felt quite warm.

He finished his shower and got dressed in the same pajamas he had slept in. He got out of the shower just to see people start to wake up. Fred and George were walking down the stairs yawning at the same time and ruffling their hair the exact same way. Ginny was looking at a pair of brand new Chaser gloves, courtesy of Sirius, for becoming the new reserve Chaser in the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.

As they sat down and had dinner Ron couldn’t help but look at the seat his dad would take whenever he attended any Order meeting during the summer. He didn’t notice when several cups were set in front of everyone nor his mother pouring hot chocolate in them. She passed around the table, when it became Ron’s turn it was the smell that had broken him out of his thoughts.

The sweet smell of hot chocolate managed to distract him temporarily as he took a swig from his mug. He found it warm, but not necessarily hot. To avoid drinking cold chocolate he chugged the beverage down as if it was a water glass. When he finished he licked his lips, sensing the chocolate leftover on them. He looked around to find people regarding him curiously.

“What?” he asked, as Bill looked at him then at his mug, then proceeded to try and take a drink of it just to burn his tongue.

“Bli’ey!” he said, Bill sounded weird as he had his mouth open to fan his burned tongue with his hand. “How the ‘loody hell did you ‘anage to drink that Ron?!”

“I just… did?” but Ron sensed that was the wrong answer. Bill waved his wand around his mouth and

“This hot chocolate is scorching hot,” he said and tried taking a sip from it, while others around the table copied him, all of them failing miserably. Everyone around Ron failed to take a proper drink as the hot beverage lived up to its name. Ron simply poured another glass of chocolate into his mug. He noticed how everyone was still staring at him, so he stared back. He saw as everyone’s gaze went from intrigued to shocked as he looked back at his hand to see that he had been pouring hot chocolate over his hand.

He would’ve screamed from the pain if there had been any, instead, he took another drink of his chocolate and cleaned his hand with a nearby napkin. He stared back at his family who were looking at him in surprise before he exited the kitchen and locked himself in the bathroom.

‘I really need to start looking for a new hiding place,’ Ron thought as he opened the sink and poured water over his “burnt” hand. ‘They’re going to start thinking I need to wear diapers.’

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Here's the thing.

No, but also yes?

The way Ron is treated by his siblings is very specific. It's not like how they treat Percy where they all get annoyed by how pompous he is. Or the twins where they just roll their eyes and shrug their shoulders because what are you going to do? They're the twins.

Bill and Charlie seem like the most respectful, and my personal headcannon is that Ron is Charlie's favorite brother. Percy just acts the way he always does towards everyone else, the twins, Harry, Ginny, etc... So one could say his behaviour is quite normal. Up until OoTP that is, because we see how he genuinely worries about Ron's future in his letter, even if it is quite condescending and misguided, so I venture to say that the eldest siblings cared for Ron quite a lot.

Ginny and the twins is when things start to get complex. We don't see their treatment towards Ron become super aggressive or even downright bullying until Percy leaves, in his absence the twins find Ron to be their next target, notice how in GoF whenever Percy was not around it was Ron who they teased a lot more.

Then, Ron becomes a prefect, a couple of weeks after Percy, their own brother who was also the most recent prefect in the family, ditched them. Their association with prefects still relates to Percy, and this is not only for the twins and Ginny, but also for Ron himself. Ron is quite clearly scared to become the twins' new favorite punching bag (metaphorically).

And the reason he doesn't fight back is a big reason as to why Ginny acts the way she does. She sees the way the twins treat Ron, which is pretty harshly, and as to not be perceived like Percy, he does nothing to defend himself. Ginny sees that Ron becomes the punchline to every joke and decides to join in.

No matter, how you see it. Ron was in the right to be mad with Ginny in HBP for kissing Dean in a public place: she was in a place where she could've easily been found; she would've been a victim of gossiping, bullying and mockery; a professor could've caught them as well. Ron might've not used the words correctly, but he only tried to do what he thought was best for Ginny. She in turn virgin-shamed him, told him the girl he liked had already snogged the guy he was jealous of, and that he was pathetic. All in the span of a couple of seconds, and in front of his best friend.

Ron himself had been a victim of bullying throughout every single school year, wether it was because of his robes, his financial status, his quidditch skills. He knows how rough other students are, more than any of his siblings probably.

Ginny is very similar to the twins, she is very alike in the way she's assertive and has a mischievous vindictiveness to her (Zacharias Smith, Malfoy, etc...). She thinks it doesn't affect Ron, because they're only jokes, but sometimes those jokes are a bit too mean, and she doesn't care for it. She called Luna, who was her friend, Loony a nickname after her weird antics. She said Ron had a Pygmy Puff tattoo, because it was emasculating.

But she also cared about him, because at the end of the day they were siblings. They grew up together, but she was not the best sibling she could've or should've been.

Is Ginny a bad sibling to Ron?

I saw this discussion today on reddit and I want to know what others think.

peace. (post-war)