Ron's biggest Regrets

Aria's diary

Ron POV

Ron found Aria's diary and being an idiot, he decided it could slip open. He struggled as it was hard to read her scrawling hand writing.

Oh Dumbledore! This is the best day of my entire life! I must look FABULOUS! I mean, for the cameras! That Ron is dull and boring and ugly as hell – I mean ginger? - but the perfect person to make Krum jealous. Well, he was second best. Harry Potter would have been better...

Ron actually growled, and stormed downstairs of his small house. His mind was racing

'Number 2! I'M sick of being Harry Potter's best friend! I'm going to be more famous than he ever was!'

With a crazed look in his eyes, He yelled at Aria,

'YOU EVIL WITCH! YOU USED ME! I'M PACKING MY BAGS YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SCUM' Ron stormed upstairs and saw the diary, still open, and threw it into the air. It landed on the most recent entry, proclaiming Aria's pregnancy. Ron was too angry to even comprehend the words. He gathered up his belongings and disapparated.

He headed straight to the pub. He couldn't think. He closed his eyes and walked straight into a metal sheet proclaiming THE CHUDLEY CANONS NEED YOU (If you are Keeper). Ron remembered his vows earlier and strode in with his head held high.

'I'm here to audition for the Keeper role...' He stopped and opened the door to a beaten man sitting down and drinking tea. He started again.

Before he could finish the man grabbed his shoulder and said

'You're hired.' Ron gave him a questioning look and the man continued 'We've not had a Keeper all season and have had to pull out of five major games so far!'

Ron straightened up 'So... How much are we talking?'

'What do you mean?' The man replied with a creased brow.

'Salary.' Ron continued 'I mean you desperately need me and I'm not sure about you. So. What's the salary like?'

The man flustered and rapidly wrote down a number then showed it to him. Ron let a small gasp escape. The number was more than double his current salary.

'I'll take it.' Ron squeezed out.

The man nodded and said 'I'm Gerald Owens and I'll admit; we're aren't currently the best team in the league.'

'How low are we?' Ron questioned. The man motioned that they were bottom. 'OK. I'm here to fix that. I'm Ronald Weasley, my friends call me Ron though, Gerald.'

'Fraid not young man. I hate to do this but-IT'S COACH OWENS TO YOU SCUM! I DON'T CARE HOW YOU DID BACK AT HOGWARTS WITH YOUR DOLLS!'

Ron looked astonished and said 'How did you know I went to Hogwarts?'

He grinned and said 'Wait, you've heard of me?'

'No, lucky guess.' Owens replied.

Ron's grin quickly dispersed into a snarl.

Hermione POV

She yawned and noticed the woollen blanket delicately draped around her shoulders. Weird. She lifted her head from the pillow she was not aware that was there. Then it dawned on her, Viktor had done it, Ron would have yelled for her to move but Viktor was different. And thank god for that.

The Daily Prophet

RON WEASEL STRIKES AGAIN!

The infamous Ron Weasley has left another heartbroken fiancée, and securing a new job at the Chudley Canons, the worst quidditch team to ever hit the league. His current salary is double what he had at the ministry, according to my source. But, this time the damaged is even worse, as Ron Weasley has left Aria expecting... Perhaps he got cold feet? Who knows? All I know is that he already has a new life. It's a shame really; in all of the magical world, the famous Ron Weasley has become an asshole.

Written by Dennis Creevy.

Hermione chuckled. Ron did never get better did he? Lavender brown then Parvati, then he tried, unsuccessfully, to win Fleur Delacour. He had never been sastisfied with second best or a loyal, real relationship. Wait, Aria was expecting? Expecting what? She froze, it finally hit her. Ron had got cold feet over a baby? No, he loved kids. Aria must have used him to make Viktor jealous. Hermione cringed for her ex-husband. The irony of the situation completely missed her. Viktor was staring through the door, thinking how beautiful she was. Especially when she laughed. Her laugh made his world a better place to be.

Hermione stiil couldn't put her finger on the feeling that the mention of Ron's name.It was almost truimohant but not quite. She was so wrapped in her thoughts she didn't notice the muscled man come in and slide next to her. It was too late. She panicked and let out a massive shreek.

Viktor Krum was tickling her, She had work but this was nice. Apart from the fact that she was writhing on the floor, doubled up. Viktor smiled at the sound of her delicate laugh and joined in after she yelled curses his way. Hermione knew she should go to work but what's a couple meeting compared with a six-foot handsome Bulgarian man tickling her.

It turns out, nothing. She and Viktor had the most magical day, with karaoke and nerf gun fights. She had never played with a nerf gun but it was super fun. She settled down and opened her current book, Percy Jackson and the lightening thief. It was brilliant. Cloe from her book club had recommended it. Weird but funny. Exactly like Cloe herself/