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HP - Ron/Neville - Talkin' About a Revolution (Just Another Regular Bloke)
My weekend got all jacked up and has left me a very displeased camper, however, I heart ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lalejandra this much [removes arms from sockets and puts them in separate time zones] because she made me smile. It's all about Slytherin Pride, kids, so this is for her. I prolly should've thrown some Draco in here, but she seems quite keen on Ron/Neville so, you know, hey -- if i covert one more person I get free robes from Madam Malkin's.
Harry Potter
Ron/Neville; Ron/Harry; Ron/Hermione
Talkin' About a Revolution (Just Another Regular Bloke)
War changes people in funny ways, and Ron should know because it's definitely changing the people around him, not necessarily for the better. Take Harry for example. For as long as Ron's known Harry, he's been this great hope for all of wizarding kind. Harry's been stuck up on a pedestal and spun around like he's got a broom up his arse, and Ron's watched as Harry's become less and less comfortable with this. Harry's never wanted to be anyone's saviour, he's just wanted to be a boy; he's just wanted to be like everyone else. Ron only knows this because he's seen Harry sulk and whinge and be everything but anyone's hero -- and yet, now that they've arrived, now that the war is here, Harry's stepped up to the challenge as though he were made for this and nothing else. It's clearly doing Harry’s head in, Ron would recognise the dark circles and shouting anywhere; nevertheless, Harry leads raids and constructs plans, and at night he sits around the fire with Hermione and talks about strategies.
As far as Ron's concerned, strategies are for chess, and he's glad that the burden sits on someone else's shoulders. Except it's hard for Ron to watch the way Harry's detaching himself from his mates, and he just wants his best mate back. Sometimes he wants to tell Harry that he doesn't have to save everyone, but every time he tries, Harry squares up his shoulder and stares at him as though he's lost the plot. He says, "If it's not going to be me, then who else have you got in mind?"
*
If anyone were ever built to survive then Ron would put his sickles on Hermione. She's got the books and the smarts, and she's certainly bossy enough to order around vast groups of people twice her age. There's something about Hermione that defies people to say she's too young to know what she's on about, and perhaps that's why, when she talks, Kingsley and Mad-Eye actually listen. It doesn't matter that she's shorter, or younger, or learned most of what she knows from books. Hermione's got what his mum called 'practical knowledge,' and that seems to count for a lot. The thing, though, is that Hermione's only eighteen, and she shouldn't be thinking about the best methods of attack to keep the Death Eaters from pulverising all of Muggle London. She should be working for the Ministry; she should be studying at one of those Muggle universities. Hermione should be working on Glamour Charms to sort out the frizziness of her hair instead of running round the Burrow in Ginny's patched robes and shrugging it off whenever Ron's asks her about the last time she actually slept more than two hours at a stretch.
*
On some level, Ron knows he should've expected the changes in Hermione and Harry; they've always been there, lurking under the surface and just waiting for the time when they would be needed. As long as Ron's known them, there've always been flickers of who they might become, if required. If anybody's proven themselves to be a dark horse, Ron would definitely say it's Neville Longbottom.
It's not just the shorter hair or the way he seems to move around dark buildings with a grace that he's never had before. At some point, when Ron wasn't looking, Neville became capable and hardy; a hero in his own way. He doesn't lead missions like Harry or construct great plans like Hermione, but Neville's become a soldier, a pawn. Actually, no, Neville's more like a knight, and when Ron looks at him he finds his chest getting tight when he shouldn't have any problems breathing.
Ron would be lying if he said he didn’t know why.
*
Ron's always thought that heroes were something that people were born to be, and it's strange for him to realise that heroics have nothing to do with wands and battles and everything to do with making the most of what you're given. Some revolutions occur on the inside.
*
Ron doesn't think he's changing; he thinks he's the same ginger-haired, not-terrible-exceptional guy that he's always been. He does what he's asked to do, and he keeps his head down and tries to get on with surviving to the end of this impossibly long fight. Except that the longer the war goes on and the more people die, the more Ron begins to realise that heroes come in all shapes and sizes. After all anyone would fancy Harry in all his fated glory, and Hermione doesn't need Glamour Charms to be attractive, even when she's worrying her nails with her teeth.
The one that Ron finds himself thinking about and worrying over and fancying is Neville, who's really just another regular bloke, like him, and Ron thinks that this change may mean more than anything else that’s happening in his life.
-end-
Forlalejandra.
lalejandra this much [removes arms from sockets and puts them in separate time zones] because she made me smile. It's all about Slytherin Pride, kids, so this is for her. I prolly should've thrown some Draco in here, but she seems quite keen on Ron/Neville so, you know, hey -- if i covert one more person I get free robes from Madam Malkin's.Harry Potter
Ron/Neville; Ron/Harry; Ron/Hermione
War changes people in funny ways, and Ron should know because it's definitely changing the people around him, not necessarily for the better. Take Harry for example. For as long as Ron's known Harry, he's been this great hope for all of wizarding kind. Harry's been stuck up on a pedestal and spun around like he's got a broom up his arse, and Ron's watched as Harry's become less and less comfortable with this. Harry's never wanted to be anyone's saviour, he's just wanted to be a boy; he's just wanted to be like everyone else. Ron only knows this because he's seen Harry sulk and whinge and be everything but anyone's hero -- and yet, now that they've arrived, now that the war is here, Harry's stepped up to the challenge as though he were made for this and nothing else. It's clearly doing Harry’s head in, Ron would recognise the dark circles and shouting anywhere; nevertheless, Harry leads raids and constructs plans, and at night he sits around the fire with Hermione and talks about strategies.
As far as Ron's concerned, strategies are for chess, and he's glad that the burden sits on someone else's shoulders. Except it's hard for Ron to watch the way Harry's detaching himself from his mates, and he just wants his best mate back. Sometimes he wants to tell Harry that he doesn't have to save everyone, but every time he tries, Harry squares up his shoulder and stares at him as though he's lost the plot. He says, "If it's not going to be me, then who else have you got in mind?"
If anyone were ever built to survive then Ron would put his sickles on Hermione. She's got the books and the smarts, and she's certainly bossy enough to order around vast groups of people twice her age. There's something about Hermione that defies people to say she's too young to know what she's on about, and perhaps that's why, when she talks, Kingsley and Mad-Eye actually listen. It doesn't matter that she's shorter, or younger, or learned most of what she knows from books. Hermione's got what his mum called 'practical knowledge,' and that seems to count for a lot. The thing, though, is that Hermione's only eighteen, and she shouldn't be thinking about the best methods of attack to keep the Death Eaters from pulverising all of Muggle London. She should be working for the Ministry; she should be studying at one of those Muggle universities. Hermione should be working on Glamour Charms to sort out the frizziness of her hair instead of running round the Burrow in Ginny's patched robes and shrugging it off whenever Ron's asks her about the last time she actually slept more than two hours at a stretch.
On some level, Ron knows he should've expected the changes in Hermione and Harry; they've always been there, lurking under the surface and just waiting for the time when they would be needed. As long as Ron's known them, there've always been flickers of who they might become, if required. If anybody's proven themselves to be a dark horse, Ron would definitely say it's Neville Longbottom.
It's not just the shorter hair or the way he seems to move around dark buildings with a grace that he's never had before. At some point, when Ron wasn't looking, Neville became capable and hardy; a hero in his own way. He doesn't lead missions like Harry or construct great plans like Hermione, but Neville's become a soldier, a pawn. Actually, no, Neville's more like a knight, and when Ron looks at him he finds his chest getting tight when he shouldn't have any problems breathing.
Ron would be lying if he said he didn’t know why.
Ron's always thought that heroes were something that people were born to be, and it's strange for him to realise that heroics have nothing to do with wands and battles and everything to do with making the most of what you're given. Some revolutions occur on the inside.
Ron doesn't think he's changing; he thinks he's the same ginger-haired, not-terrible-exceptional guy that he's always been. He does what he's asked to do, and he keeps his head down and tries to get on with surviving to the end of this impossibly long fight. Except that the longer the war goes on and the more people die, the more Ron begins to realise that heroes come in all shapes and sizes. After all anyone would fancy Harry in all his fated glory, and Hermione doesn't need Glamour Charms to be attractive, even when she's worrying her nails with her teeth.
The one that Ron finds himself thinking about and worrying over and fancying is Neville, who's really just another regular bloke, like him, and Ron thinks that this change may mean more than anything else that’s happening in his life.
-end-
For
lalejandra.
I got my Seeker jacket
Some revolutions occur on the inside.
So, that's just one line. I've been out of town, therefore the no mail, and I've prolly missed the revolution (like I always do), but you seem to have found a new plot, and I fucking love it.
Re: I got my Seeker jacket
Dude, Ron is my new black. I wrote you this whole thing about him being a fighter last week. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/hackthis/223361.html?mode=reply) I also wrote crack-fic with talking flowers (http://www.livejournal.com/users/hackthis/224183.html?mode=reply), you know how I am.