When we were reading the books growing up, my brother hated Ron. He found him flaky, undependable, selfish and in general a lousy friend to Harry. As an adult now, I see his point. He was not there for Harry at some very important times. But one thing their relationship taught me is that our friends are not infallible, and it is not the end of the world. Sometimes friends flake on each other, but in the end the good times and the love are enough to get us though. It’s taught me to forgive and allow myself to be forgiven.