Weasley men are one woman men. It's true. Or it always has been.
Sure we'll play the field, even Dad has his own wild days behind him and Bill can spin tales of the girls he's known better than most, but I've never once doubted their devotion to the women they chose to spend their lives with. Not saying I haven't wondered about their choices. Fleur is great to look at but far too delicate for my taste and mum well, she's my mum and bloody terrifying really when she wants to be.
Course I'm not sure if it applies to me; Weasley man or not.
I looked it up, just to be sure, monogamy is the condition of having only one mate, of being a pair. A matched set. It implies an emotional and.. Um.. Physical closeness between two people. Seems easy enough. I mean, I can't really fathom not being monogamous; one girl is hard enough to figure out, what bloke in his right mind would sign up for two, or more. And really it wasn't that hard to be monogamous when I was with Lav, at least physically.
The problem is I'm not sure I'll ever be able to be monogamous emotionally, not while Hermione and Harry are around. Seems like there'll always be at least two extra people in any relationship I have and when I try to make a go of it without them well, I end up poisoned or some such idiotic thing so it's probably for the best if I just don't try.
Maybe some day when Voldemort is gone and Harry gets his head out of his arse about my sister (the prat) and Hermione has found some suitably brilliant bloke to be with (though I'm sure I'll hate him), I'll be able to manage it. But until I'm a me and not an us it's probably better if I don't try because someone will just get hurt.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Muse: Ron Weasley
Word Count 326