Ron Weasley: A Noble's Ascension

Sitting across from Ron, was the one person he feared and respected, the current Headmaster of Hogwart's and arguably the world's strongest Wizard, Albus Dumbledore.

When they both looked at each other, Ron was grateful for his aunt's lessons, although he was nervous he was able successfully to mask it under a calm facade.

"* It would have been more beneficial to my plans having this conversation further down the line, but I'm not going to back down from it now.*"

" I've heard from Professor Flitwick that you allowed him to address you by your first name?"

" Yes, that is correct Headmaster. Of course I'll also extend that to yourself, so please call me by my given name."

Leaning back the old Wizard, gave Ron a smile that resembled the one he'd always have when talking to everyone other than his aunt.

" Then Ronald, did you know that I've known both your parents for quite sometime now?"

" Yes, I have Sir. I know that you were their teacher and mentor when they studied here at Hogwarts. Something they are still proud of to this day I must add, they've also read me tales of your numerous accomplishments. My favorite was your battle against the Dark Wizard Gellert Grindelwald."

Ron wanted to get a reaction from the wizard with his last line but like himself Dumbledor's smile never left his face.

"* That was a long shot, but then again it'd been disappointing if he actually reacted to that obvious taunt.*"

" For that reason I was surprised that they allowed your aunt to become your Legal Guardian. It didn't seem like a decision they'd make lightly."

" Is that a question, Sir? Or are you asking for confirmation? If it's the latter, then yes my aunt Lucretia is my Legal Guardian."

" I see, and how is Lucretia? I haven't seen her since your uncles funeral's. If I remember correctly they're tragic deaths at the hands of Death Eaters was a very tough blow for her. The last time I heard about her, was when she left Britain, with the supposed intention to never return."

"* Using my aunt and deceased uncles? That's quite cruel, and bringing up the death eaters is a nice touch.*"

As Dumbledore did before, Ron's expression stayed the same, as he responded.

" She's well, as for why she became my Legal Guardian, it's simply due to our close relationship and her weak health. She didn't want her husband's my uncle's Family, name to be forgotten and as I'm not going to take over the Weasley family. She convinced my parents to let me take over the Prewett Family to continue their legacy, as for the Black Family I'm only a member."

Having made his position clear Ron waited for Dumbledor's response, which did catch him a bit off guard.

" Hmm.. Meeting you and speaking to you Ronald, reminds me of one of my students. He was also quick witted, charming, and always had the correct answer, he was also a brilliant Wizard one of the best I've ever seen..."

" Could you tell me his name, Sir? I'd like to know who was able to make someone such as yourself call them Brilliant."

" His name was Tom Riddle. Sadly he died several years ago, In a tragic accident, but seeing you, I can almost see him in you."

"* You're not going to sugar-coat it, are you. Others might not now his real Identity but, to say I remind you of him that's putting it quite bluntly don't you think? But if you want to play this game I'll gladly play along with you.*"

" I've never heard of him before, Sir. Yet you called him a brilliant Wizard, I wonder, did he die young or did he never have a chance to prove himself?"

Not wanting to continue on that topic, the old Wizard instead changed the subject. Before he did however, Ron noticed him take a pause before continuing.

" That's a story for another time, what I called you in here today was to talk about three matters pertaining to your classes. I-"

Not waiting for him to finish Ron stood up and bowed before an intrigued Dumbledore.

" I know exactly that you're referring to the altercation in Professor Snape's class. I know better and should have dealt with it in a better way, I let my emotions get the better of me causing the situation to escalate. To the point that you were dragged into it, and for that reason I'd like to apologise to you, Sir."

" So are you admitting to being in the wrong, Ronald?"

" No, Sir. I'm simply stating that I could've handled the situation better, such as by pointing out Prof. Snape's error in referring to me by the incorrect family name."

" Is that really the issue, since you've asked several of your other teachers and even me to address you as Ronald I doubt that was what causes you to react as you did. He told me he called you Mr. Weasley, which I don't think was disrespectful."

" I don't have an "Issue" with being referred to as Mr. Weasley, but I do dislike people intentionally disregarding my other Family names."

" Oh, and why is that?"

" Because I'm now the Heir to a dying Noble House, I need to keep proving myself, making allies and making a show of power every once in a while. Otherwise I'll be unable to rise further in this world."

Dumbledore glanced at him causing Ron to ever so slightly divert his line of sight. He then sat back down while the immense pressure he'd felt before got heavier.

" Ronald, I've seen many Noble youths walk down the path that you're describing and they never end well.

Some succ.u.mb to the pressure that a Noble House entails, others become pawns for another Family, and those who succeed become power hungry monsters.

So I ask you not as your Headmaster but as a friend of your family, what makes you think that you won't meet the same ends as the countless Wizards before you?"

Ron stayed silent and even hung his head low as if he was deep in thought. Meanwhile Dumbledore's gaze was fixed on the boy, trying to get a glimpse of his face.

" I don't... "

Said a low monotone voice, coming from the downcast Ron causing Dumbledore to slightly lean forward.

" I might succ.u.mb to the pressure, become someone's pawn or even turn into a monster. Yet I fear none of those outcomes, what I fear is becoming complacent with what I already have. My d.e.s.i.r.es could never be achieved by being safe, and I'm sure your old student, Tom Riddle would agree with me there's nothing to gain from being normal."

"* You never believed him, and you'd never believe me. So there's no point in trying to reassure you that I'll be different. Now what will you do, old man?*"