You were known as the loner of Hogwarts. You had maybe one or two friends but that was it. Constantly by yourself and quiet.

Most people thought you were weird, especially the Slytherins. Constantly picking on you for being alone. So you mostly hid in your dorm so you don’t have to deal with that.

You were sitting underneath a tree by the Black lake reading your book when suddenly, someone sat next to you.

You looked up and saw Ron. Someone you would occasionally talk to for projects and such.

“How come everytime I see you, you’re always by yourself or not talking to anyone?”

You shrugged as you kept reading.

“I can’t help the fact I like to be alone..”

You muttered.

“Yeah it might sound kinda sad, but that’s just what I seem to know.”

“I tend to handle things usually by myself.. and I can’t ever seem to try and ask for help.”

You said, shrugging it off like it’s nothing.

“Well that’s— a good explanation I guess..”

Ron said.