*Set in Ron's fourth year.*
Ron was sitting near the lake, resting on a surprisingly calm Whomping Willow. He hadn't slept all night. Ron knew perfectly well that it wasn't Harry's fault in the slightest that he was in the Triwizard Tournament, but it was just so frustrating to always be in the shadow of the Boy Who Lived and the rest of Ron's own family. You know what else was frustrating? The fact that the twins were coming to torment him. Of course, he thought ironically, the twins would come to Harry's defense immediately, but when it came to their own brother, they were happy to see him suffer.
"Well, well," Fred started.
"Who do we have here?" George sneered.
"Eff off." Ron replied tiredly.
"Ooh! Fred smirked delightedly.
"On the wrong side of the bed!" they finished in unison.
"Please, just leave me alone." Ron sighed.
"Why, dear brother, no." Fred sneered.
"What do you want?" Ron clutched his head in his hands.
"Why," George started this time.
"About your behavior"
"With dear Harrykins!"
Something snapped inside of Ron. Who the hell did they think they were? The twins had mercilessly bullied him since he was old enough to understand what they were doing, how DARE they talk to him about his behavior. Ron stood up calmly. Coldly, even. "Why, I think it's time that we talked about your behavior instead." he said evenly.
The twins did not expect this at all. "We don't like this behavior, Ronnie." Fred replied coldly. "This may even deserve some pranking."
"Oh, whatcha gonna do to me?" Ron shot back. "Turn my wand into a giant tarantula?"
"Aaw!" George grinned nastily.
"Is Ickle Ronniekins"
"Turning his teddy bear"
"Into a spider?"
Ron looked at both of them straight in the eye. "You know what? Yeah. I'm not over you turning my teddy bear into a spider. You know why? Because I was three, and that stuffed bear was the only thing that I can remember having that I could call my own."
"Ron," Fred said abashedly, "We didn't mean it like that, it was just a jo-"
"Yeah." Ron laughed humorlessly. "That's right, isn't it? It was just a joke. Because nobody's feelings were involved, because you never gave your brother a lifelong case of Arachnephobia. It was just a joke. Right?"
Fred blurted out the only thing that came to mind. "Well, you broke my toy broomstick!"
Ron stared at him. "Yeah, number 1, that was an accident, and 2, are you comparing Arachnephobia to a toy broomstick?!"
Fred didn't respond.
"That's what I thought. But, oh, don't think I'm done yet! What about the time you two burned a hole through my tongue?"
George rolled his eyes. "Well, it's not our fault you couldn't identify an Acid Pop."
Ron got incensed. "YOU BURNT A HOLE THROUGH MY TONGUE!
George didn't respond.
"I. Could. Have. Become. Mute. Forever. If. Mum. Didn't. Show. Up. When. She. Did. But it was just a joke, huh?"
"Look, Ron. We never meant to hurt you, you might have been three, but we were five as well." George narrowed his eyes.
"Okay. Fair enough." shrugged Ron unconcernedly. "What about the time when you were seven and you tried to make me swear an UNBREAKABLE VOW, HUH? I COULD HAVE DIED! AND DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT ABOUT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT DID, I KNOW THAT DAD EXPLAINED IT TO YOU AND PERCY THE MONTH BEFORE!
Ron had attracted a large crowd by now, but he didn't care. He was finally letting out what he had kept inside of him for so long.
Ron became deathly quiet. "And you know what angers me the most?" he whispered. "To this day, you never had the decency to apologize for anything, and these are just the major incidents." He laughed mirthlessly. "What about the rest of the teasing, huh? The pranking? Turning me into your test bot without my permission? But you know what, I just don't care anymore. So, leave me alone and stop chastising me for my behavior."
Ron strode off towards the castle. He turned around one last time, though. "Oh, and by the way? The both of you are. Cruel. Hypocritical. Bullies."
Ron strode off again, but this time, he didn't look back.
The twins apologized later on, and Ron forgave them. Sort of. He loved them as brothers, but he could never fully forget the extent of what they did, especially after they continued on as normal. But Ron did think that they felt a little remorseful. And they did.