Great Work! A scene that when I first read broke me in more than one way!
Hey silver doe anon…
Its funny cause since I started this in like, February, you can see my drawing style shift a bit, lol.
Oh boy, did I feel sad drawing the end :,D
Also, yes, I know, I still need to work on backgrounds.
Bill looked at his brother. His eyes were dark, and he had just mentioned… killing someone? That did not sound like him. When he had called out his name, he had expected him to throw one of his sarcastic comments or perhaps some form of joke. Instead, in the split second he had turned to look at their family he saw his brother’s features twisted into an angry, insane and murderous expression he had never seen on his face.
It felt a bit out of place at the moment to tell them about his new girlfriend Fleur Delacour coming to Hogwarts since Bill had invited her. It felt even worse to tell them that he was planning to marry her, and had a wedding ring already inside his pocket. Instead, he watched the hall where his brother had disappeared to and wondered where he was headed. He watched Salazar Slytherin –Merlin was that weird– along with McGonagall, and Dumbledore escort the young Slytherin girl that Ron had nearly… killed to another room in the castle. Thinking that felt even weirder, and completely wrong. His baby brother killing someone… Bill couldn’t not believe it. In fact, he refused to believe it.
However, he had seen it. They had all seen it. The effects of Ron’s curse as he fired it at a girl his age without hesitation. Yes, the girl also seemed to have thrown a curse back that looked to be pretty damaging, but Bill could feel the fire from Ron’s spell, even while being a few yards away.
There must be some form of explanation. Surely his own brother had a good reason to incinerate a girl? Alright, that sounded pretty bad even with the worst of standards. However, he refused to believe that Ron had just decided to murder a Hogwarts student. Godric Gryffindor –again, it really was weird to be talking to an ancient wizard– had prepared rooms for them inside the castle. As he followed his family to the Great Hall for lunch, he thought of the way the day started. It had started quite well actually. He had come to the Burrow to screeches and cheers from his mother, after all it was not every day that Charlie would come home. When they had arrived at Hogwarts they had been welcomed by Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Godric Gryffindor himself inside the Headmaster’s office. Afterwards, they greeted the twins, and Ginny along with Harry and Hermione.
Molly Weasley had been so excited to see Ron, and had been asking Harry and Hermione about how he was doing. Harry responded awkwardly, not really giving her an answer. Hermione for her part looked hurt, and her voice waned as she struggled to properly explain how Ron had been. Bill was perplexed by her reaction, clearly something had happened between his baby brother and Hermione.
After that, McLaggen had entered the room, crashing the door against the wall. His face was bruised and beaten badly. There was blood pouring from his nose, lip and brow. His nose was also clearly broken, and bent weirdly. His eye had sunken behind a purple swollen bruise, and his cheekbone was looking quite the same with a cut that spilled blood down the side of his face. He looked like an absolute wreck. He was panting, and whining as he pointed at his face and inside the castle.
“Mr. McLaggen?!” McGonagall gasped at the young man’s predicament. She approached him, and waved her wand over his face. “Who did this to you?”
McLaggen’s injuries began to heal over. Soon enough his face looked to come back to normal, although Bill was not really sure. There was still a lot of snot, and tears that ran down his face. And he looked smarmy and reminded Bill of the Malfoy family for some reason.
“Weasley!” McLaggen roared. Nearly all members of the Weasley family present looked at one another, wondering who he could be possibly referring to. Soon enough, Gryffindor approached McLaggen who cowered beneath his presence. “A-and Greengrass!”
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This... Just this!
I always felt like out of the Golden Trio, only Harry and Ron's friendship was the most balanced. On the other hand, in Harry and Hermione's friendship, Harry doesn't do much for Hermione as much as Hermione does for him. For Romione, It's Ron who always puts the most effort in the relationship with Hermione while she hardly reciprocates equally back. Please send to vivithefolle and I really am a fan of her Ron analyses.
yes, I completely agree with you!
@vivithefolle hi, someone wanted you to see this :)
Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story.
Historical AU
Royal AU
Modern AU
Coffee Shop AU
Bar/Restaurant AU
Bookshop AU
Florist AU
Hospital AU
Dance AU
Airport/Travel AU
Neighbour AU
Roommate AU
Detective AU
Bodyguard AU
Criminal AU
Prison AU
War AU
Circus AU
Summer Camp AU
Teacher AU
Dystopian AU
Space AU
Performer AU
Soulmate AU
Fairy Tale AU
Massage Fic
Sick/Injured Fic
Proposal Fic
Wedding Fic
Holiday Fic
Birthday Fic
Pregnancy Fic
Baby Fic
Vacation Fic
Bathtub Fic
Text/Letter Fic
Coming Out Fic
Grief Fic
Survival/Wilderness Fic
Almost Kiss
First Kiss
The Big Damn Kiss
Dance of Romance
Flowers of Romance
Chocolate of Romance
Blind Date
Not a Date
Fake Dating
Fake Married
Arranged Marriage
Accidentally Married
Marriage of Convenience
Mutual Pining
Secret Relationship
Established Relationship
Awful First Meeting
Forgotten First Meeting
Accidental Eavesdropping
Interrupted Declaration of Love
Poorly Timed Confession
Love Confession
Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)
Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple
Star Crossed Lovers
It’s Not You, It’s Me
It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies
Character in Peril
Heroic Sacrifice
Flirting Under Fire
Locked in a Room
Twenty-Four Hours to Live
Stranded on A Desert Island
Stranded Due to Inclement Weather
Huddling for Warmth
Bed Sharing
Did They or Didn’t They?
In Vino Veritas
Above the Influence
Anger Born of Worry
Green-Eyed Epiphany
The Missus and the Ex
Second Love
Intimate Artistry
Married to the Job
Innocent Physical Contact
I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On
Aroused By Her Voice
Erotic Dreams
First Time
Unexpected Virgin
PWP
Kink
Makeovers
Hair Brushing/Braiding
Sleep Intimacy
Scars
Time Travel
Curses
Magical Accidents
Accidentally Saving the Day
‘an ode to ron weasley’ by hermione jean granger 🩷
reception at the Ministry of Magic
Five years after Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had been founded the four founders had found themselves in a dispute. A tournament involving their students was planned, however according to a Seer it wasn't their current students who could inherit their will and responsibility. Their true heirs shall reveal themselves in a thousand years.
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Ron took off Harry's Invisibility Cloak, putting it inside his school bag. He took out the cigarettes Sirius had gifted him and pulled out one single cigarette. He had never really lit one, he had only caught Bill and Charlie a number of times lighting them up behind Dad’s shed, thinking they wouldn’t be able to be caught by anyone. Little did they know, Ron was watching. Just as he took out his wand, and put the cigarette on his mouth he heard steps climbing up to where he was.
He hid the cigarette in his pocket and put his hands behind his back, just to see Daphne Greengrass looking behind her. Her gaze suddenly met his and it seemed as if time had stopped. With his left arm inside a sling Ron could do little to defend himself if Greengrass were to attack him, even so he slowly reached for his wand.
“What are you doing here, Weasley?” Greengrass asked accusingly.
“I could ask you the same thing, Greengrass,” Ron responded. She opened her mouth seemingly ready to answer his question, when they heard another set of footsteps climbing up the stairs. Cedric Diggory seemed to have joined them, and he looked just as surprised as Ron and Daphne felt.
“What are you two doing here?” Cedric asked, eyebrow arched, an expression of confusion on his handsome features. “Out for a snog, aye?” He said, eyebrows wiggling at them, a subtle wink Ron almost didn’t catch.
“What?!” Ron and Daphne both exclaimed. “No!” Ron exclaimed at the same time that Daphne said, “Disgusting!”
And then another set of footsteps, these ones more light and somehow graceful, came from behind Cedric. Luna Lovegood had joined the trio of Tournament Champions. She wore her dreamy expression like always and had a small, but happy smile on her lips.
“Oh,” she said a few moments after assessing who was in the room. “Hello Ron, Cedric.”
“Luna?” Ron said questioningly. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh well, I saw Daphne Greengrass and Cedric enter the Astronomy Tower. I just wanted to see what they were doing, I didn’t know you were up here too. Is this a party?”
“What?” Greengrass almost barked. “Of course it’s not a party. It’s just a stupid coincidence.”
“Oh yeah? Then why are you out here?” Ron asked accusingly.
“That’s none of your business, Weasley,” Greengrass stepped up menacingly towards Ron. “But for your information, I was just out for a walk. I needed a break from all the bloody noises inside my common room.”
“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know blood supremacy was hard to hear,” Ron said in a purely sarcastic tone.
“We’re not all blood supremacists!”
“Oh my bad,” in an obviously fake apologising tone. “Elitists, then.”
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Finally!!
Here's my fix it Hellcheer's version.✨
Still obsessed with IT, I immediately thought of the kissing scene between Ben and Beverly, to free her from Pennywise's spell. It would have been great if Eddie could have done the same for Chrissy. 😩❤️
Harry and Hermione didn’t see Ron after the match, Harry had been involved in a fight with Malfoy, and all thoughts about celebrating with the team had gone out the window. And now he was serving a week's worth of detention along with the twins. It didn’t matter to her or Percy the horrible things that Malfoy said about Mrs. Weasley, and Harry thought at first that he’d seen George at his angriest with Malfoy, but when he saw that Percy was doing nothing knowing the things Malfoy said about their mother he thought George might’ve killed his older brother.
After he returned to the Common Room, he informed Fred of what’d occurred, the Gryffindor Quidditch Team once again had to restrain him. Harry was asked by Hermione where Ron was, Harry figured Ron was just avoiding them out of embarrassment.
Hermione spotted Hagrid’s return and Harry couldn’t have been happier. Harry and Hermione sneaked their way out to Hagrid’s Hut using Harry’s Invisibility Cloak, the Marauders’ Map and pausing at intervals to prevent themselves from being found by Filch or Mrs. Norris. They walked across the grounds and knocked on Hagrid’s door, they had made their way to Hagrid’s home without having made a single noise, that was until Hermione saw Hagrid’s damaged face and screamed.
“Merlin's beard, keep it down!" said Hagrid hastily, staring wildly over their heads. "Under that Cloak, are yeh? Well, get in, get in!"
Hermione apologized as she gasped, her and Harry made their way inside the house and pulled the cloak off once inside so he could see them. As Hermione worried for him once more and Hagrid dismissed her, Harry took a good look at the half-giant. He had bruises all over his face, there was blood on his clothes, beard, and hair. His movements suggested he may have broken a few bones, perhaps his ribs.
As he dismissed Harry’s demands to tell him what happened to him he put a copper kettle on the fireplace offering them tea.
“I'm tellin' yeh, I'm fine,” Hagrid said as he turned to Harry and Hermione trying to show a smile, but wincing at the attempt. "Blimey, it's good ter see yeh three agai-” Hagrid suddenly turned to look all over his home as if to double check, his good eye roamed every corner before settling back on both Harry and Hermione.
“Oi,” said Hagrid. “Where the ruddy hell is Ron? Too old ter visit his old friend?” Harry and Hermione looked at each other before explaining what happened at the last Quidditch Game, Hagrid seemed quite angered by the Slytherin’s mocking of Ron. “Those ruddy slimy snakes, hope yeh taught ‘em a lesson ay Harry?” Harry looked curiously at Hagrid as if questioning what he’d say.
“What?” said Harry confused. “I mean not exactly, I was more focused on catching the snitch so Ron wouldn’t have to spend more time being laughed at.” Hagrid looked quite shocked and the slit that was his very bruised eye seemed to open a bit before he winced, he then looked at Hermione.
“Well then,” said Hagrid. “Surely yeh gave sum o’ them Slytherins detention idn’ yeh? Saw the prefect badge on yeh, congratulations by the way.” Hermione looked pleased before looking at Harry for help, Hagrid looked more surprised than ever before and he almost let the dragon meat fall off his injured face. “Can’ believe the two of yeh! Yer best friend gets laughed at and yeh don’ help the poor boy?!”
“It’s not like that Hagrid!” The two of them almost said in unison, but the way Hagrid had put it made Harry think that it was very much like that. Hagrid looked at the two of them not really believing their answer, but nonetheless he didn't push it further, he took the now whistling copper kettle and poured out tea in bucket-sized mugs. He sat back down on his chair.
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