A/N: Hello! I have decided to write this new story! I hope you enjoy it! I will continue to post once a week, I still don't know about my other story I might put it up for adoption.

J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter, not me.

Chapter 01

Dust. All that one could see in the room was dust. Dust gathered around bookshelves, around chandeliers, in the very air that inhabited the room. The floorboards creaking at every step, the wood fragile due to the lack of use and the lack of care. The books that lived in the bookshelves, long forgotten, laid askew with dust and several cobwebs hanging. The dark drapes that the windows were covered with were also covered in dust, making the room darker to the naked eye.

Ronald Bilius Weasley could feel the dark magic in the air as he stepped forth into Grimmauld Place, the ancestral home of the Black family. Ron stepped through the main door just behind his younger sister Ginevra—Ginny to everyone—carrying his trunk in tow.

Ron had grown several inches in the summer, towering over all his brothers now. His clothes were hand-me-downs from his five eldest brothers, thus making the clothes ill-fitting to him. His ankles were displayed as he walked, his sleeves rolled up as they did not reach his wrist. He had learnt to not complain about the clothes as he grew up, silently wishing that new clothes his size came his way in the future.

As he walked into the house he could see that the premises had only been inhabited in recent days. Sirius Black had only been there for a couple of days, and since the home was hidden to the world through the Fidelus Charm. He also felt anxious as he looked back towards one of his best friends, Hermione Granger.

In the last year he had discovered a growing feeling towards his best friend. It was different that he had ever felt before and he had begun to think that she felt the same way towards him. The Yule Ball "debacle"—as he liked to call it—had been a nice indicator. He had also noticed the stolen looks that he was receiving from her and how shy she suddenly became around him. He did not know how to feel about this, thinking that he had nothing in common with her other than the rows they always had. Ron had started to realize that maybe the row they had over the Yule Ball was over jealousy he had, and maybe thought that it was natural to like his best friend. He was confused for sure.

"Ginny and Hermione will share a room upstairs and Ron will share with Harry when he arrives", Sirius Black—the infamous "escaped murderer"—received them with a quick hug and a smile, waking Ron up from his thoughts. Ron only smiled and went upstairs along with the girls, who were whispering behind him.

Ron arrived at his room and was appalled at the dust gathered in the room, the bookshelves that seemed endless, and the darkness of it all. He approached a drape and opened it, removing the dust accidentally, inhaling some and coughing a little bit. He looked outside to look at all the clueless muggles that could not see the house and smiled.

"Harry would love this", Ron whispered as he remembered his best friend.

Ron had been sad at the prospect of not writing to him over the summer as much as he had promised. He knew the conditions that his best friend lived in and knew that Harry would be mad when he found out his best friends were here before him. They knew little of the Order of the Phoenix but had received orders from Albus Dumbledore to not write to Harry. They trusted Hogwarts' Headmaster with their lives, so they followed orders.

Ron left is trunk next to a cot bed that was laid on one side, another one for Harry. He started to inspect the room and look through the heavy tomes to see if anything caught his fancy. Dusting some of the dust gathered there as well as taking some of the cobwebs away. His thoughts were interrupted by a cough and he turned around ready to act but saw Hermione on the door with her arms crossed, her bushy hair wild as ever and a smile that made him nervous.

"Sorry to bother you Ronald but they are calling us for dinner" Hermione said and turned around, obviously trying to give her hips a little sway as she left in order to entice Ron.

Ron smiled at her obvious attempt to flirt and had to admit he was a little shocked that Hermione had done that since it was not something she usually did. Maybe talking with Ginny gave her that idea, and she wanted to try it out.

Several days pressed on and Harry had joined the group in order to spend his birthday along with the Weasleys, his godfather—which coincidentally was Sirius Black—and other members of the Order. As Ron had expected, Harry had been furious to not be in the house the previous week, but they had calmed him down a bit. Harry was getting angsty, thinking the world was against him, which at the moment Ron had to admit it probably was.

"Calm down mate…" Ron said to Harry as they both stayed up the night before returning to Hogwarts.

Harry's hearing in the Ministry had just passed and Ron could feel that Harry was furious.

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down Ron! I have no idea why any of this is happening to me! I did magic because I saved my fucking whale of a cousin! I am not guilty of anything and I almost get expelled of school because I did the right thing? I don't want to fucking calm down!" Harry started and was raising his voice as he finished.

Ron knew that his best friend was getting explosive so he stood up from his bed and walked to him and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"I fucking know that mate but you have to calm down! Worrying doesn't help and also taking out your anger on us because we are not at fault here!" Ron said to Harry harshly whilst shaking him lightly.

Harry seemed to deflate at this and went to sit on his cot bed and put his hands on his face, rubbing behind his glasses obviously tired. Ron knew Harry had continuous nightmares and talked to no one about them, but he did not want to press on.

"Sorry mate. It's just not fair you know? I am going mental here!" Harry said as he looked up at Ron from his place.

"No, you're not going mental. Not more than usual though" Ron said smirking wanting to lighten up the tension, which he noted he did as he saw Harry twitching a smile.

"Let's get to sleep since your mum will be waking us for school tomorrow" Harry said as he took off his glasses and laid down on the bed.

"Hermione will kill us if we sleep in though" Ron said as he laid on his bed and covered himself with the sheet. He smirked at the thought of his mum and Hermione ganging up on them, sometimes it scared Ron how similar Hermione and his mum were.

"Sure, you bring up Hermione before sleeping you wanker" Harry said and even though Ron couldn't see his face he knew a smirk was in place.

"Fuck off Potter!" Ron said, his ears red as he heard Harry chuckle lowly.

"Sorry mate it is just so obvious sometimes it pains everyone in school to see or hear you bicker" Harry said looking at the ceiling pointing absentmindedly at some black speck he was seeing, just to entertain himself.

"I don't know how I feel about that one Harry" Ron said and turned around looking at the window, looking at the stars above.

Hermione was being a mystery to him, and he was not sure that he wanted to solve that one since his heart was not really in it. He was flattered of course that the smartest witch he knew was interested in him and seemed to fancy him. But in Ron's mind he saw her as a sister, one that had gotten attractive but that his heart loved as a blood relative.

"If nothing happens then nothing happens mate, don't stress about it" Harry said just before leaving the speck alone and covering himself with his quilt and yawning loudly.

"You're right. Thanks Harry. Just for that I will say nothing when you fart uncontrollably tonight. What would the Prophet say if they knew the Boy-Who-Lived had intestinal problems at night? What would my dear sister think?" Ron laughed and yelped as a pillow hit him in the face, which in turn made him laugh harder.

Harry was laughing as well, well over his own troubles and glad to be having normal teenager conversations. He admired Ron and esteemed him since he was his way to remember that he was a teenager and that he had to live his life more instead of worrying. He was glad to be back where he belonged and to be back with his real brother.

The train ride was interesting to say the least. Ron was a prefect to everyone's surprise, even himself. He felt bad when everyone showed shock that he had gotten the badge in the mail, even Hermione was shocked. It was supposed to go to Harry, as usual, but he had to admit it felt good for once to beat the Boy-Who-Lived for once. He knew it was wrong to feel good about that but he could not help it.

The prefect meeting went on and on for a while, Ron not really paying attention since Hermione was there. Hermione would later do a summary of the meeting for him.

After the meeting they went back looking for Harry and were surprised to see him with Neville, Ginny, and Loon…Luna Lovegood. He felt weird around her, he had always felt that way since they knew her from childhood. But otherwise, the train ride went without a hitch. Malfoy was the usual dick he was and came to threaten Harry as usual, but he was told off as usual.

"Can't you see them?" Harry said suddenly whilst they walked towards the carriage.

"See what?" Ron asked, thinking that Harry couldn't get crazier than as of recently.

"The creatures pulling the carriages" He pointed at them and started to go towards them.

Harry seemed out of his mind putting his hand out into the air, reaching nothing. He backed away and looked at them.

"They always have pulled themselves Harry" Hermione said whilst going unto a carriage.

Harry seemed skeptical as they sat down next to Luna and Neville. Ron came along and sat quietly as he thought of ways to put his best friend at ease. This was not going to be an easy year for him at all.

Potions class came with a relief after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with the new professor. She was crazy thinking that students could learn only by theory, and what annoyed Ron the most is that he was awful at theory. He had even preferred the teachings of last year's professor—and he had been a Death Eater in disguise. Harry had even gotten a detention on the first day because he stood up to that hag Umbridge. Ron was shocked to say the least, and even thought that Potions class would be better now.

As class continued he noticed how Hermione would often bump into him "accidentally" and give him coy smiles. Ron was getting a little annoyed at her behavior, seeing as Hermione was not usually like that with him. He needed to talk to her before it was too late and he hurt her feelings. Ron smiled back and continued to work on his potion, distracted by Hermione's ministrations from time to time. He did not notice his potion blubbering up and red smoke coming out of it.

"Mr. Weasley I would love for nothing more than to live until tomorrow, you almost murdered the entire class with your carelessness. Thirty points from Gryffindor and detention with me for two weeks" Snape said as he vanished Ron's potion and left towards the Slytherin side of the class to admonish another student for doing the same, whilst not taking points from her.

"Fuck" Ron thought as he groaned and looked at Harry and Hermione for consolation. Harry was smirking at him and shrugging his shoulders, clearly knowing that Hermione was the cause for Ron's distraction. Hermione on the other hand had an apologetic look on her face and mouthed she was sorry to him.

Ron got a little mad at her for being the reason for his detention but remembered that she had no intention of making him fail, so he passed on the opportunity for a fight with her. Ron turned back to his cauldron and started cleaning it.

The next day droned on until Ron's detention with Snape. Ron took his time going towards the Potions master's office, walking slowly and reflecting on his interactions with his friends and fellow Gryffindors.

Seamus was still avoiding Harry, Neville was quieter than usual and Dean Thomas was neutral as usual. Hermione was stuck between a grumpy Harry and trying to get Ron's attention. She was being subtle, but Ron could tell she wanted to grab his attention more than last previous years. He would have to talk to her soon, he just needed a good time and they had to be alone. He wanted to tell her that they could try something and see if there was something between them. Ron kept thinking these things until he arrived to Snape's office and knocked.

"Come in" Snape was heard behind the door, which Ron opened and stepped in.

The first thing that Ron noticed was that he was not the only student in the room. A blond headed Slytherin he recognized as Daphne Greengrass was there as well. She was pretty but she was not the most beautiful girl in school, she looked almost plain and she had a hardened look about herself.

Ron sat next to her in the other chair in front of Snape's desk, his front guarded in case both Slytherins decided to do something about the Gryffindor. They were untrustworthy, all Slytherins were supporting Malfoy and therefore they supported Voldemort.

"You will both serve detention in the Potion's classroom sorting through every ingredient and labeling them according to their weight, their color, their importance, and their availability. I normally do not do detentions together but you both have botched those potions so much that I had to make an exception. Go now!" Snape finished and went back to writing on a parchment.

Daphne was the first to stand up and not looking at Ron she went away. Ron could only follow suit.

A/N: It has come to my attention that the last story was not a realistic Ron or that I wrote him and his interactions too OOC, I hope I can do him justice here.

Thank you for reading!