What if?
A Ron Weasley gone Slytherin Fic
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What would happen if the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin instead of Gryffindor for Ron?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or terms or words. They all belong to the brilliant mind of JKR (lucky, lucky woman). But still enjoy!!
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"Ronald Weasley!" called out Professor McGonagall.
Ron exchanged looks with Harry and walked slowly up to the Sorting Hat. He sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on his head.
"Ha! Another Weasley, I know just what to do with you," the hat started. "SLYTHERIN!"
Ron jumped up and said, "WHAT!?"
The Slytherins looked as enraged as Percy, Fred, and George did. Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and said, "You heard the hat Mr. Weasley. Please make your way to the Slytherin table."
Ron put his head down and walked to the Slytherin table. "So Weasley, you are worth something," Draco spat.
"Shut it Malfoy."
"I was complimenting you, Weasley. Better off here then in Gryffindor with the rest of them."
"Gee I feel so welcome Malfoy." Ron made a face. The Slytherins began talking about their summer holidays and how they had the time of their lives, while Ron just tuned out thoroughly depressed.
'How could I be put in Slytherin? I'm a Weasley! Mum and Dad are going to be so disappointed! I'm the only one put in Slytherin so far. Mum, Dad, Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, and Fred were all in the same house, and Ginny will probably be in there too!' Ron thought sadly.
"Honestly Ron you can cheer up more! It's not that bad," Draco said scooping some mashed potatoes on his own plate.
"Why did you call me Ron, Malfoy?"
"Because you've proven yourself to be a Slytherin. You're an equal now rather then inferior to us."
Ron shook his head. "I'm honored."
"You should be," spoke up Pansy Parkinson.
"I was being sarcastic," Ron sighed.
"I know you were," Pansy retorted.
"Honestly Ron. You would think someone dragged you to the core of the earth or the sun! It's only a house. You'll see we have the best times," spoke Marcus Flint.
Ron turned and looked at the Gryffindor table. His brothers didn't even seem to care anymore. They were talking and laughing with Harry and Hermione. Ron could hear Seamus Finnigan's Irish drawl from the opposite side of the room.
"Really what do you do?" asked Millicent Bulstrode excitedly.
"We have parties and such and since Professor Snape is the best in the world and favors us, our grades usually NEVER slip . . ." he started.
"Wow," Ron mumbled.
"What was that?" Draco asked.
"It wasn't sarcasm, it was awe."
Marcus smiled triumphantly. "Impressed are you?"
"I'd still rather be in Gryffindor with my family and friends."
"You'll make new ones and as for your family, well, they can't stop loving you just because a hat put you in their least favorite house can they?" Pansy replied.
"Hopefully not," Ron said.
Later that night Ron sat in the Slytherin Common Room and sighed. He had never imagined in his life he'd be in here, and if he did he never thought he'd be one of the inhabitants. He shook his head and groaned. Millicent Bulstrode came down the stairs and said, "Ron? What are you still doing up? It's almost midnight."
"Analyzing."
She sat down next to him. "It's really not that big of a deal Ron. It'll all turn out alright."
Ron looked at her and said, "You think?"
"I know, so get your arse to bed. It's getting late and we have classes tomorrow." She stood up and began walking back to the girls' dormitory.
"Hey Millicent?" Ron called.
She turned around looking at him expectantly. He ran up and hugged her slightly saying, "Thanks. You aren't half bad."
"You wouldn't say that if you were in Gryffindor," she laughed.
He laughed and walked to his dorm.
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A/N: OKIES! How do ya like it? First chappie, not all that great, but you still have to R/R and read my other stories and review those too! Teehee! Chappie 2 should be up soon . . .I hope!
A Ron Weasley gone Slytherin Fic
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What would happen if the Sorting Hat called out Slytherin instead of Gryffindor for Ron?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or terms or words. They all belong to the brilliant mind of JKR (lucky, lucky woman). But still enjoy!!
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"Ronald Weasley!" called out Professor McGonagall.
Ron exchanged looks with Harry and walked slowly up to the Sorting Hat. He sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on his head.
"Ha! Another Weasley, I know just what to do with you," the hat started. "SLYTHERIN!"
Ron jumped up and said, "WHAT!?"
The Slytherins looked as enraged as Percy, Fred, and George did. Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and said, "You heard the hat Mr. Weasley. Please make your way to the Slytherin table."
Ron put his head down and walked to the Slytherin table. "So Weasley, you are worth something," Draco spat.
"Shut it Malfoy."
"I was complimenting you, Weasley. Better off here then in Gryffindor with the rest of them."
"Gee I feel so welcome Malfoy." Ron made a face. The Slytherins began talking about their summer holidays and how they had the time of their lives, while Ron just tuned out thoroughly depressed.
'How could I be put in Slytherin? I'm a Weasley! Mum and Dad are going to be so disappointed! I'm the only one put in Slytherin so far. Mum, Dad, Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, and Fred were all in the same house, and Ginny will probably be in there too!' Ron thought sadly.
"Honestly Ron you can cheer up more! It's not that bad," Draco said scooping some mashed potatoes on his own plate.
"Why did you call me Ron, Malfoy?"
"Because you've proven yourself to be a Slytherin. You're an equal now rather then inferior to us."
Ron shook his head. "I'm honored."
"You should be," spoke up Pansy Parkinson.
"I was being sarcastic," Ron sighed.
"I know you were," Pansy retorted.
"Honestly Ron. You would think someone dragged you to the core of the earth or the sun! It's only a house. You'll see we have the best times," spoke Marcus Flint.
Ron turned and looked at the Gryffindor table. His brothers didn't even seem to care anymore. They were talking and laughing with Harry and Hermione. Ron could hear Seamus Finnigan's Irish drawl from the opposite side of the room.
"Really what do you do?" asked Millicent Bulstrode excitedly.
"We have parties and such and since Professor Snape is the best in the world and favors us, our grades usually NEVER slip . . ." he started.
"Wow," Ron mumbled.
"What was that?" Draco asked.
"It wasn't sarcasm, it was awe."
Marcus smiled triumphantly. "Impressed are you?"
"I'd still rather be in Gryffindor with my family and friends."
"You'll make new ones and as for your family, well, they can't stop loving you just because a hat put you in their least favorite house can they?" Pansy replied.
"Hopefully not," Ron said.
Later that night Ron sat in the Slytherin Common Room and sighed. He had never imagined in his life he'd be in here, and if he did he never thought he'd be one of the inhabitants. He shook his head and groaned. Millicent Bulstrode came down the stairs and said, "Ron? What are you still doing up? It's almost midnight."
"Analyzing."
She sat down next to him. "It's really not that big of a deal Ron. It'll all turn out alright."
Ron looked at her and said, "You think?"
"I know, so get your arse to bed. It's getting late and we have classes tomorrow." She stood up and began walking back to the girls' dormitory.
"Hey Millicent?" Ron called.
She turned around looking at him expectantly. He ran up and hugged her slightly saying, "Thanks. You aren't half bad."
"You wouldn't say that if you were in Gryffindor," she laughed.
He laughed and walked to his dorm.
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A/N: OKIES! How do ya like it? First chappie, not all that great, but you still have to R/R and read my other stories and review those too! Teehee! Chappie 2 should be up soon . . .I hope!