Ron Weasley Weasley

Hermione felt the cool wind on her face but her body felt cold. She was looking out into the sunset in the dark corridor the window propped open. She inhaled deeply and let out a breath. Her eyes newly wet from shedding many tears and her hair blew in the strong currents of the wind. The cold was seemingly soothing to her, it matched the feelings she had inside. Then she heard it laughter behind her and turned the sight made her sick.

Ron and Lavender holding hands and kissing while walking down the hallway, did they notice her? Not hardly. They were too busy snogging to notice any of the surrounding things. She turned tail anfled the corridor sobbing as she ran. She rounded a corner and kept running she pushed open the door to the girls lavatory and slammed it shut behind her. She threw herself to the floor her sobbing was echoing through the bathroom and she didn't realize that she had run into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

More fresh tears streamed down her face and she felt as if her insides were broken to bits. She had never felt worse in her life and she didn't understand what was happening to her. She heard the laughter as they strolled past the door and she stood and ran to the nearest stall and was sick in the toilet. When she was done she sat down on the floor and commenced crying once more the tears felt as if they would fall forever and she didn't have the strength or will to stop them.

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Oh, I see.
Well then, I hope you stay for a long time :D
I was looking so desperately for a Ron to bug :P

Ginny was sitting at the Burrow in her room, she was sitting indian style in her room and staring out the window, she was bored as can be and she hated it. She wanted to do something fun but, she didn't know where anyone was. She finally let out a sigh and stood up; She went over to her dresser and put on a pair of jeans and a white shirt that had a red heart on it. She put on red flip flops and walked downstairs. She looked around and didn't see anyone. "Am I the only one here?" She asked herself, she rolled her eyes and walked over to the fireplace, wondering where she should go that would help her be unbored.

Happy Birthday Ron

hi!!thank for the add..
i'm your italian fan!!!you're fantastic!!i like a lot ron!!
kisses

hello Ron, how how you doing this fine day? :)

HI, RON THANKS FOR THE ADD. HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY..

"Okay Mr. Ron-after-all, give me your best shot with this pop quizzing." Cho smirked and let out a small giggle. "I'm only playing with you, Ron. I just like to push you buttons. That's all."

Cho suddenly gasped and forced her face into a look of frustration. "Gahh! The ruddy steam engine??? Of all the muggle scientors and inventists to choose..." she groaned, "you gave me that one!?!"

Cho groaned again and just plopped back into the bench and laid there without a sound. She merely starred into the sky above her and blinked ever so often.

*Lavender was heading back to the Gryffindor Commonroom when she saw Ron going in the opposite direction. Her first thought was just to keep going to the common room. But something changed her mind. She figured Ron was maybe heading to the Great hall since it was close to dinner time and he loved his food. She quickly turned around and moved quickly to catch up to him. She jumped to his side and smiled up at him.*

"Hi ya Ron! How are you? I'm not bugging am I?"

*Lavender smiled again and tucked a peice of hair behind her head.*

Cho chuckled with a nod. "That is correct Weasley. All we talk about are mainly Muggle history and their culture. It's so fascinating to me." Cho's conversation about Muggles broke off into a nervous rant when Ron mentioned about N.E.W.T.s. "Gahhh... In the name of Merlin! I should be studying right now," she squealed. "Weasley, test me!" She thrusted her large, propped open book on Muggle history. "Anything! Quiz me on anything." Cho looked flustered and most likely to amuse Ron because Muggle studies was a class that was far too easy for his tastes.

just wannet to say hello, love mau

Fred smirked approvingly as Ron caught on quickly. He threw his hands back behind his head and crossed one leg over the other as he sat on the old musty couch. “The shop? Oh, it’s doing swell. Business is booming, blossoming, and blooming. And, I thought George could handle it today,” he added with an encouraging grin and a wink. “Well, then again, he did forget the difference between nitroglycerin and vinegar that one time…” Fred pulled a grave face, imagining his shop and all of Diagon Alley in flames at the hands of his twin sibling. Fred quickly discarded the thought, not wanting to make the moment dismal. “Anyway, what’s it like up here? Normal?”