Colors: Scarlet and Gold Ghost: Nearly Headless Nick Head of House: Minerva McGonagall Entrance: The Fat Lady Picture Animal on Crest: Lion Named After: Godric Gryffindor
Gryffindors: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Colin Creevey, Dennis Creevey, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Lee Jordan, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, Natalie McDonald
Former Gryffindors:Percy Weasley, Oliver Wood, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Rubeus Hagrid, Lily Potter, James Potter
The Weasley Family
The Family
Parents: Arthur and Molly Weasley Children: Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred & George, Ronald, and Ginny Bloodline: Pureblood
Ron Weasley's Favourites
Chess, Quidditch, Chudley Canons, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Butter Beer, The Three Broomsticks and Madame Rosmerta, flying, goofing around with my best friends, Exploding Snap, charming non-magical items, cursing Malfoy, Chocolate Frogs and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans
Hogwarts Quidditch Team
Quidditch
Team: Gryffindor Position: Keeper Broom Model: Cleansweep Two Tagline: "Weasley is our King"
Upcoming Harry Potter Film
The Movies
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
July 15, 2009
Harry Potter Books
Harry Potter
My Heros
Myself and of course my best friend, Harry Potter && Hermione Granger
I feel it a necessary precation to warn all muggles who find this site, that no, I am not, nor do I claim [nor have I EVER] to be Rupert Grint.
If your well being is dependant upon my being Mr. Grint, you are in for a very sore outcome.
I am Ronald Weasley, and if that's not good enough for you, then for the sake of all things magical, get yourself off of this site, before you embarass yourself.
Ronald Weasley's Story
My name is Ron, or Ronald [Depending on the level severity that you address me], Weasley.
I am the Sixth child and youngest son to my parents, Arthur and Molly Weasley.
I was born on March 1st in the Maternity Ward at St. Mungo's Hospital, though Fred and George like to tell me I was born in a small smelting pot in Borgin and Burkes, to which I tell them to bugger off.
My home is in a secret location near the village of Ottery St Catchpole in Devon, where I continue to live, actually.
My family is kinda poor, and for the longest time I've had to deal with "hand me down" everything...but since Dad got promoted to Head of the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects at the Ministry things have been a bit easier, but because there are 7 of us, its still a bit of a strain.
[Lucky we don' have to worry about Percy, the Git.]
Oh, and my middle name is Bilius, after my deceased uncle.
Even though we're poor, we are an old Pure-Blood Wizarding family, not that we'd hold that over anyone, we love wizards from any background, unless you're the Malfoys. then we're just barely tolerant.
Partially because we're cousins of the Malfoys, Lestranges and the Blacks, but we were considered Blood-Traitors and were disowned.
Not that we care much anyway.
[In case you are interested I managed to get this off of Tonks last I talked to her]
My best friends are Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, who I've both known since I was eleven, we've had some rough patches in the past but it only seems to strengthen the friendships each time it happens.
Hell, Harry and I were even a bit mean to Hermione in our first year....okay, me more than Harry, and I'm not proud of it...
I love Quidditch.
Seriously, best thing that ever happened to the Wizard Community was back in 1050 in Queerditch Marsh. I can't get enough of the stuff.
Of course my Favorite team is the Chudley Cannons.
Thats not to say that the other teams aren't good, I just prefer the cannons over the others.
[actually that's a lie, all of the other teams are full of bandy-legged Gits]
These are the UK's Regional Teams:
Appleby Arrows (United Kingdom)
Ballycastle Bats (Ireland)
Caerphilly Catapults (United Kingdom)
Chudley Cannons (United Kingdom)
Falmouth Falcons (United Kingdom)
Holyhead Harpies (United Kingdom)
Kenmare Kestrels (Ireland)
Montrose Magpies (United Kingdom)
Pride of Portree (United Kingdom)
Puddlemere United (United Kingdom)
Tutshill Tornadoes (United Kingdom)
Wigtown Wanderers (United Kingdom)
Wimbourne Wasps (United Kingdom)
And of course for the longest time, I was a huge fan of Victor Krumm...then he Snogged Hermione, or so I've been led to believe...and really...I just don't want to think about it.
I've been part of the Gryffindor Quidditch team since my 5th year at Hogwarts, and I'm bloody awful, I keep wanting to resign but Harry won't let me...
I still get sick to my stomach when I hear "Weasley is our King," even when its the positive version...I hate Slytherins so much...
Um...that's all I can think of to put at the moment...so yeah...
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Hello Mr. Weasley, How are you doing at the moment? I hope everything is alright. I also hope you enjoyed your summer so far? Yours sincerely, Professor M. McGonagall
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.
*Stomps foot* Ronald Weasley! I can't BELIEVE that you came back and didn't come to tell me hello straightaway! *Huffs then smiles impishly* Sooooo, how've you been? Love always, Luna
Luna slowly walked up behind Ron in the great hall and watched him go about eating. She sat beside him and acted as if her mind were off on another planet. "Ronald you really shouldn't be in the great hall eating every time you get the chance! If you'd like I could take you and we could look for Nargles, interested?" She smiled at him and waited for his response with the same dreamy look about her.
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.
*Luna was headed towards the doors leading out when she spied Ron and drifting over to him, beamed* Ronald! I haven't seen you in ages! How've you been? Love always, Luna
"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 smiled up at Ron. They had broken up a while ago. But she missed his friendship. She had moved on to other boys. She had grown up a lot when her father had died. She didn't whine or gossip as much. She was more mature. She actually wanted to go to St. Mungos to train to be a healer. She was very happy when she saw Ron smile at her and greet her.*
*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.
Disclaimer: I am NOT Rupert Grint nor have any affiliation with him! I am an RPer. It's not a difficult concept.
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