Ron Weasley: A Noble's Ascension

"*Hey, how'd you like to go to a birthday party were everyone thinks you're a piece of shit?No? Yeah that's not what I picked.*"

After a very long and serious conversation with his mother, it was decided that his father would accompany him to the party. He was wearing the robes that he'd bought earlier, which looked stunning due to the fact that he got them customed made. The outside was made of Acromantula silk while the interior was made from some random cheap cloth. He didn't have much money and this was the best he could come up with, his dad on the other hand was wearing the robes he kept for important occasions. As for his looks he combed his hair back which made him look a bit older atleast that's what he thought.

"*I hate the thought that these robes costs me an arm and a leg but first impressions are important. Hopefully Draco is there and helps me with my plan...*"

Once he and his dad were ready his mother wanted a picture of the both of them all dressed up which he obliged.

"Alright mom, we have to go it's almost time."

"Fine, fine, Arthur look after him Okay? I don't want to hear that some Pureblood bullied my son."

"Yes, Mollywobble I got it don't worry."

Ron shook his head thinking, when had he ever been bullied. He then grabbed a handful of Floo Powder got into their chimney, and stated his destination.

"GREENGRA.S.S MANOR"

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Coming out of a beautiful white marbled chimney, Ron knew that this was the right place he was now standing in a grand and lavish foyer. He actually found himself at a loss for words the amount of wealth on display really made him think how big the difference between their families was.

"C'mon son, we should keep moving more people will be coming through."

"Oh, yeah right."

"*Damn, that was embarrassing. Not to worry thought I'll soon be living just like this.*"

"Ah, Arthur! I didn't expect you to show up."

A voice called out to his father who turned towards it, Ron did the same and came to see a grey haired well built man with glasses walking towards them.

"Aster..."

"I've sent various invitations but you've never answered. Can I take it that you've thought things through?"

"*This should be Aster Greengrass, the current head of the Greengrass family. He never came out in the movies but according to the news he has alot of pull in the Ministry."

Seeing as his dad was obviously uncomfortable Ron stepped foward and bowed to the man's surprise.

"Lord Greengrass, it's a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e to meet you. Thank you for inviting us to this grand event."

"Ah, yes..."

"It's Ronald, Sir. My name, it's Ronald Weasley."

"*Eh, not bad for Weasley, this one seems like he knows his place...*"

"Well then Ronald-"

"Please sir, call me Ron you're of much higher status than myself, it would make me feel uncomfortable hearing you call me Ronald."

"*This one's interesting, I might have Daphne pay attention to him. Let's hope he's more than a brown nose.*"

"Then Ron, why don't you go and congratulate my daughter she should be upstairs. I'd like to have a private conversation with your father."

"Of course, Sir. Please excuse me, Father I'll go find miss Greengrass, if you need anything please call me."

"Yeah will do..."

Having introduced himself he left his dad who kept looking at him with eyes that screamed "Traitor".

"He seems like a very interesting kid."

"Oh, yeah he's special..."

"*Hmm, that's an odd thing to say, no matter business comes first.*"

"That's good to hear, but I wanted to continue our talk about your support for-"

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Walking around the mansion he came across the same type of people with the same kind of hair, and same talking style. It really got him thinking if they were content with that, being so basic.

"*I guess that's how Voldermort got their support, when one said yes they all did.*"

"Hey, you're a Weasley right?"

Just when he'd arrived upstairs he was met by a group of kids all around his age with some older ones off to the side. The one that spoke to him was a tall dark skinned kid, Ron of course ignored him and made his way past him towards a girl with a long white dress. This caught the attention of everyone with some breaking into whispers, once he reached the girl he bowed again and pulled out a small Vial from his sleeve.

"Happy birthday, Lady Greengrass. Please accept this insignificant gift."

The girl didn't respond but instead glanced at the Vial for a couple of seconds before she stretched her hand out to accept it.

"Daphne, don't accept it! Who knows what cheap and inferior potion he's trying to give you!"

"And right when I doubted that he'd come, he shows up. Now let's get this show on the road."

The owner of the shout was of course Draco Malfoy, who stomped his way towards Ron. Who didn't move and waited for him and greeted him almost as if they were friends.

"Ah, Draco didn't think I'd see you here. Long time no see, have you come all the way here to see me?"

"What!? Why would I come to see you!?"

"Then why are you here? Are you sure you're not here to see an old friend?"

The other party guest had a very hard time understanding anything at the moment, nothing made sense to them, they were certain that the pair would be screaming insults at eachother. Yet they instead seemed like they were old friends reuniting after a long time, many were struggling to not faint out of confusion, while others believed they were dreaming. They were all wondering the same thing.

"*Since when do the Malfoys and Weasleys get along!?*"

For those few struggling, Draco's response was the last nail in the coffin.

"I just saw you giving her a gift, what was it!?"

The struggling guests couldn't handle it anymore and fainted, others had to sit down and reflect about life. Again their minds all clicked on the the same thought.

"*Why is Draco acting like a scorned Girlfriend!?*"

Noticing everyone's reaction Draco thought about how he'd worded his answer and became red from embarrassment.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"

"It's alright Draco I'll gift you something on your birthday."

"Damn You Weasley! I'll kill you!"

Before Draco could lunge at Ron a gloved hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Draco!"

"Father! This Weasley insulted and embarrassed me!"

Instead of getting the support he seeked Draco was given a hard tug by Lucius that almost made him stumble backwards.

"Draco, behave yourself! And you boy since when do the Weasleys leave their little pig sty?"

"Oh, hey there Mr, Malfoy good to see you again!"

Ron's response garnered praise from everyone around him, they were all taught etiquette before everything and thats exactly what he showed. Everyone not named Malfoy of course who were at a lost for words, they'd almost come to expect a retaliation from their Ginger counterparts.

"Good, very good... I see one of you finally learned to stay quiet. Come now Draco, let's leave before the Weasleys mediocrity rubs off on us.

"Yes, Father."

"I heard from my father that you used to be in the Slug Club, Mr. Malfoy! I wonder if that's true."

Hearing the boy's words Lucius stopped walking and turned around, to be in the Slug Club was a honor he carried with pride.

"Yes, I was, something that no Weasley has and will ever achieve!"

"Then I'm sure that talent is something that runs in the Malfoy Family?"

"What are you getting at, Boy!?"

"I'd like to have a Potion competition against Draco, to see if that talent is still there."

Gasps quickly filled the large Mansion and even brought his father who was barely informed of the incident. Then as soon as he arrived next to his son he heard the challenge.

"Ron..."

Quickly turning around he smiled at his father who didn't know what to say. Something that he shared with Lucius who couldn't understand what was going on. How could a poor Weasley boy think that he could best his son who'd been tutored by himself and his godfather an actual Potions Master.

"*Is this some sort of trap!? Why else would he challenge Draco!? But we can't back down now not with all these witnesses here...*"

As he tried to think about the best course of action, he heard a loud shout next to him and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"I accept! Just watch how I embarrass you, Weasley!"

"We'll see..."