Harry Potter One Shots

Harry Potter: Ickle Ronnie the Prefect

This is basically the scene from the fifth book after they find out Ron's been made a prefect instead of Harry, but with you added of course :)

You watch as Harry closes the door before sitting on his bed in silence. He doesn't break the silence, so you don't either. You know he needs time to just think sometimes. You just watch him as his face screws up before Harry drops his head in his hands, and you wonder for a moment, does he even know I'm still here?

At this point you're starting to worry, so you slowly lower yourself on the mattress next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Harry? What are you thinking about right now?"

He straightens himself and turns his head to look at you with dim green eyes. "What does Ron have that I don't?"

You wrap your arms around Harry's neck. He doesn't usually doubt himself like this, but so much has happened lately, you understand how alone he feels. He responds by resting his head on your shoulder, breathing slowly and deeply. You say, "That's not a question I know the answer to. But I can tell you this: Dumbledore likely chose Ron not because he has something you don't, but because he's trying to avoid drawing more attention to you, considering everything that's happened lately. And Ron never asked for this: I doubt he believes he has a chance at being recognized when he's next to you. You deserve to be prefect, but no more than Ron does. Let him have this."

That was when you both heard Ron coming back up the stairs. Harry whispered a quick "thank you", pressed a kiss to your forehead, stood up, and grinned at Ron when he reentered the room.

"Just caught her!" Ron said jovially. "She says she'll get the Cleansweep if she can."

"Cool..." Harry looks at you, so you give a nod of encouragement. He turns back to Ron. "Listen -- Ron -- well done, mate."

Ron's grin quickly falls as he exclaims, "I never thought it would be me! I thought it would be you!"

"Nah, I've caused too much trouble," Harry echoes Fred's words from earlier.

You slap a hand over your mouth as you snort with laughter. Ron looks at you and grins again. "Yeah, yeah, I suppose.... Well, we'd better get our trunks packed, hadn't we?"

Harry agrees with a nod before turning to you and mouthing, "Thank you."

You stand and kiss his cheek before you leave to pack your own things, happy you were able to help.