Ron hated you with every fiber in his body - every since you so called ‘stole Fred and George.’ You two were always at each others throats.

“At least I have both parents!” He yelled during one fight. You had lost both parents in an accident when you were eleven - both you and him, and the whole school knew that. Nobody mentioned it.

You stood in disbelief, realization of what Ron just said sinking in as you felt tears sting your eyes.