In Brightest Day: Ronald B. Weasley

Ron’s a ginger, just like the rest of his Muggle-loving family.

Now that that’s out of the way...

Now that that’s out of the way…

However, Ron has a lot more problems than being simply ginger. Even in today’s internet meme-driven culture, red heads can range from beautiful to soul-less.

In Medieval Europe, red hair was thought to be a mark of a beastly sexual desire and moral degeneration. And tales from the time seem to back that up.

The most famous red-haired character from King Arthur is Sir Robin Lady Guinevere, who is known for two things: sleeping with Arthur, and sleeping with Lancelot.

Red hair has been the butt of jokes for a while in history, which could explain why J.K. Rowling made so many characters red-headed. Lily and the Weasley’s are all opposites of the sexually driven, loose stereotype, instead symbolizing a loving family environment.

However, Ron’s bigger demon is his other pseudo-disability: Second Sibling Syndrome.

Through the entire series, Ron is “Harry Potter’s friend”. It gets to him a good bit in the series. In Goblet of Fire, Ron feels extreme jealously over Harry becoming a Tri-Wizard Champion, not believing that something is up despite Harry never having a normal year at school.

However, the best example of this will always be Deathly Hallows. When Ron leaves the campsite, the Horcrux’s influence brings his jealously to a point. Here is Ron stuck running from death with his best friend and the best friend, the person who is supposed to be saving the world, has no clue how to save the world.

Oh yeah, and Ron’s best friend has probably slept with his sister and now is going after the one girl he loves, just because he is Harry fucking Potter, and he can.

Think of how bad this scene made fans squirm (unless you were a Harry/Hermione shipper, and really, if you were, shame on you). Now multiply that by one-hundred. Ron has dealt for seven years with being in the shadow of The Boy Who Lived. It would make you go a little crazy.

My diagnosis? Ron played second-fiddle to a lot of people in his life. It hurt. Being a poor, red-headed wizard didn’t give him much to start with, but when you are always compared to your siblings and then your mother, along with the rest of society, begins to praise your best friend more than you, it’ll bring suffering to your psyche.

When Voldemort died, I bet no one enjoyed the mundane day-to-day without death like Ron did. He got a chance to start a life with Hermione without worrying about a Death Eater jumping around the corner. He had peace, and someone who loved him for who he was, not who he wasn’t.

Really, that’s probably all Ron ever wanted: a chance to be himself.