#RON WEASLEY APPRECIATION
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painedpen Ā· 27 days ago
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ā€œThe Golden Trioā€?? Did you mean: ā€œTwo non functional disasters and their caretaker, Ronald Weasleyā€??
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simsim54 Ā· 6 months ago
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Ron, to Harry : No more doing stupid shit separately. From now on, we fuck up everything together. Hermione in the background: Oh, Fuck No!
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the-colourful-witch Ā· 1 year ago
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Itā€™s Ickle Ronnikins!!! šŸ€šŸŒ±ā˜€ļø
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daddiesdrarryy Ā· 8 months ago
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Blaise: Happy birthday, Ron. Here are your presents
Ron: You got me presents? Plural?
Blaise: Yes, one for each birthday you spent without me. Now that we're together, I'm making up for this. Spoiler alert, one is your favourite type of cheese
Ginny, whispers: Marry him
Ron: ā€¦
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394halfbloodprince Ā· 1 year ago
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Iā€™m sick and tired of all these fanfictions treating Ron like shit. Hermione and Harry keeping stuff from him, Hermione commenting on his eating, people treating him like a joke, making fun of his intelligence, making him not able to keep a secret, making him homophobic, and making him seem like an awful person. Im sick of it. Ron would risk his life to save Harry without a second thought and has done so before. He is smart, heā€™s great at strategy and not some idiot whoā€™s only trait is being jealous. Ron is underrated and over-hated in this fandom and Iā€™m actually so fucking sick of it.
Ron wasnā€™t jealous of Harry entering the goblet of fire like Hermione thought. It was obvious through what Ron said that he was mad that Harry didnā€™t tell him, and then lied about it. He let Harry practice spells on him through his fourth years in order to prepare for the tournament.
Ron left during the Horcrux hunt because he was wearing a horcrux. He regretted it immediately and tried to come back but couldnā€™t find them.
Ron Weasley, at thirteen, stared, who he believed was a mass murderer, in the eye and told him that in order to kill Harry he would have to kill him first and then proceed to double down on it!
Also, itā€™s not just the fandom either, JK also gave Ron the prefect badge. Hermione was so shocked because she had thought it was Harry and congratulated him only for it to be Ron and had to stutter and backtrack. It took molly a full page to congratulate him, and harry actually felt jealous. Only for Rowling to later make Dumbldore explain to Harry that the only reason Harry didnā€™t get prefect was because he had to much going on anyways. No. Ron deserved that! Iā€™m sick of Ron not getting nice things.
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vilentia Ā· 9 months ago
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First Valentine's Day
Ron Weasley x reader
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Summary: Ron Weasley's first Valentine's Day at Hogwarts, filled with laughter, love, and magical moments.
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In the hushed, frost-kissed corridors of Hogwarts, where whispers of magic and the echoes of laughter intertwined, a special day dawned. It was Valentine's Day, a time when even the most ancient stones of the castle seemed to pulse with the warmth of heartfelt confessions and the sweet nervousness of young love. For Ron Weasley, this day held a particular kind of magic, one that had nothing to do with spells or potions. This year, he wasn't just Ron, Harry Potter's loyal sidekick, or the sixth Weasley child. He was yours, and you were his, a fact that filled his heart with a blend of pride and nervous anticipation.
The morning found Ron pacing the common room, his palms sweaty and his mind racing. He had planned everything to the last detail, inspired by a story he had heard from Fred and George, albeit with a gentler, more personal touch, knowing well the difference between a prank and a gesture of affection. He had wrestled with his nerves, a bouquet of flowers in one handā€”charmed to stay fresh and fragrantā€”and a box of Honeydukes' finest chocolates in the other, their contents a mystery even to him, hoping they would suit your taste.
You found him there, amidst his pacing, a smile playing on your lips at the sight. "Ron," you called out, your voice a soothing melody against the backdrop of his frantic heartbeat.
He turned, his face lighting up like the dawn. "Hey," he managed, voice cracking slightly, the simplicity of the greeting belying the depth of his emotions. "Happy Valentineā€™s Day," he said, thrusting the gifts towards you with a mix of eagerness and bashfulness.
Your laughter, light and genuine, filled the room, easing the tension from his shoulders. You accepted his gifts, admiring the flowers before opening the box of chocolates, each piece crafted with care, an assortment of flavors that spoke of thoughtfulness and a desire to please.
"Thank you, Ron. They're beautiful," you said, your eyes meeting his, a spark of shared joy dancing between you.
Encouraged, Ron took a deep breath, his next words tumbling out in a rush. "I thought, maybe, you'd like to go for a walk around the lake? I mean, it's cold, but it's also kind of nice out, and I thoughtā€”it might be nice. Together."
Your agreement was immediate, the promise of shared solitude more appealing than any crowded celebration.
As you both strolled, bundled in your scarves and coats against the chill, the conversation flowed more freely, touching on everything from the mundane to the magical, each word weaving a tighter bond between you.
At one point, Ron, in a burst of bravery fueled by the day's significance, reached for your hand. His fingers were cold but his grasp was warm, firm yet gentle. "You know," he began, a hint of mischief in his voice that belied his nervousness, "Fred and George once tried to convince me that the giant squid in the lake was actually a disgruntled mermaid transformed by a botched potion."
You laughed, squeezing his hand in return. "And did you believe them?"
"For about a minute," Ron confessed, his ears turning a shade redder, "until Hermione overheard and gave me that look of hers. You know the one. Makes you feel like you've lost a few dozen IQ points just by being in the same room."
The image of Hermione's exasperated expression brought another round of laughter, echoing softly across the lake's frozen expanse. The ease with which Ron shared stories, including those that poked fun at himself, endeared him even more to you. It was a vulnerability, a willingness to share his unguarded moments, that made the day feel even more special.
As the path wound closer to the water's edge, you both stopped to admire the view. The lake, a mirror to the sky above, reflected the cotton-candy hues of the setting sun. It was a breathtaking sight, one that lent an air of magic to the moment.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" you murmured, leaning slightly against Ron.
He nodded, his gaze not on the lake but on you. "Yeah, it is," he said, the depth of his feelings clear in his eyes. Then, taking a deep breath as if mustering his courage, he added, "You know, I've been coming to this lake since first year, but I've never seen it quite like this. It's like... being with you makes everything seem... better. Brighter."
Your heart fluttered at his words, the honesty and raw emotion in his voice striking a chord within you. "Ron, I feel the same way. Being with you, it's like finding a piece of myself I didn't know was missing."
For a moment, there was silence, save for the gentle lapping of water against the shore and the distant calls of birds returning to their nests. Then Ron, with a tentative yet hopeful smile, leaned in closer. "So, does this mean we can make this a tradition? You know, coming here every Valentine's Day?"
The question, asked with such hopeful earnestness, brought a smile to your lips. "I'd like that," you answered, your voice soft but filled with promise.
As the walk came to a close, Ron found a secluded spot, a private oasis amidst the vast grounds of Hogwarts. He turned to you, his blue eyes shining with a mixture of affection and earnestness. "I'm really glad I get to spend today with you," he said, the words heavy with sincerity. "I know I'm not the best with words, or... well, a lot of things, but being with you makes me want to be better. For you."
Your heart swelled at his admission, the simplicity of his words more precious than any grand declaration. You stepped closer, closing the distance between you, and whispered, "You don't have to be anything more than you are, Ron. You're already more than enough for me."
And in that moment, with the fading sunlight casting a golden glow around you, Ron leaned in, his kiss a sweet affirmation of the feelings you both shared, tender and hesitant, yet full of promise. It was a perfect reflection of your first Valentine's Day togetherā€”simple, genuine, and utterly unforgettable, a cherished memory in the making, set against the backdrop of the magical world that had brought you together.
As the day faded into evening, with stars beginning to twinkle in the sky like countless tiny lanterns, you and Ron made your way back to the castle, hand in hand, hearts full.
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moonlightdancer26 Ā· 11 months ago
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Fanon: Ron was jealous of Viktor Krum at the Yule Ball because he stole Hermione away from him
Canon: Ron was jealous of Hermione at the Yule Ball because she stole Viktor Krum away from him
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I headcanon that Ron is a stay at home parent (who occasionally works part time at Fred and Georgeā€™s shop, more often after the kids start school), so heā€™s the one that does Rose and Hugoā€™s hair. It takes him lots of practice, but he learns from Hermioneā€™s mom and gets really good at working with black hair, and does all the styling for the whole house. Hermione loves having her husband do her hair, both because itā€™s very intimate and good bonding time, and also because it gives her extra time to read or work while Ron does her hair for her.
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unhinged-romione Ā· 6 months ago
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i just compared ron bashing to draco bashing tags on ao3 and i've come to the conclusion that this fandom is full of fucking idiots
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melindaleehaha Ā· 8 months ago
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Love of my life? YES! Happy birthday Ron Weasley! (Pic from the official hp mobile game Harry Potter Magic Awaken)
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cozy-gh0st Ā· 2 years ago
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Harry Potter was the youngest quidditch player in a century, and when he achieved that gryffindor wrapped around him like a blanket and celebrated him.
But I know James Potter was smashing his bloody fists against the barrier between the living and the dead because his heart was hollow where his son should live.
Imagine Lilly holding him to her chest, as he screamed.ļæ¼
Imagine Ron, an old man transcending into that white space to be met with a 21-year-old with messy hair pulling him to his chest.
Because Ron Weasley was proud of Harry Potter when no one else was, when no one else could be.
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painedpen Ā· 9 months ago
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I saw a tiktok about Ron yelling at Hermione and embarrassing her in public (he would never), and Draco punching him in the face and I am so. Tired.
Like. Weā€™ve already established that once Ron is committed to his relationship with Hermione, heā€™s peak husband material. Heā€™s lovely. Househusband extraordinaire. But the idea of Draco Malfoy beating him up???
I like Draco as much as the next person, but we need to acknowledge that heā€™s a lil bitch. Every time he pisses someone off, he eats shit. Ron beats that twink into the ground on the regular. Come on people, letā€™s be real.
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simsim54 Ā· 4 months ago
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Harry: I've noticed Ron and I have slowly begun to phase the "B" out of our bromance
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kplmbl Ā· 1 year ago
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Imagine a little Hermione reading novels that have the found-family-trope and thinking that it was dumb, nobody had friends who cared about them as much as family, that these novels were trash and just turning her back on fiction
Cut to Hermoine at the end of her first year, looking at these two idiot boys and thinking maybe the books weren't lying
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ronweasleyisourking Ā· 1 year ago
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I stepped out of the fandom for a while but I am back bitches
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rampanttheories Ā· 2 years ago
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Practice Makes Perfect
ā€œYou musnā€™t write too much to him.ā€
Ron closed the shed door with the same finality Dumbledore had forbidden writing to Harry with. At least, any writing with genuine news.
ā€œGeorge? Fred? Iā€™m worried about Harry.ā€
As if that made any sense. Long arms reach to collect tools and absentmindedly shove them into random boxes only to pick them up again on the next turn. It wasnā€™t like he knew anything specific about the Order. What did they expect him to write? Not like they had something like the diary on the loose. Or a Death Eater in disguise. They were supposed to move to a safehouse in a few weeks though and Hermione had written about looking forward to seeing him there. So why not Harry? Letter security wasnā€™t it obviously.
ā€œWhyā€™s that, Ronniekins? Has he discovered girls?ā€
There was an angle he wasnā€™t seeing. A move, a threat of checkmate, a parallel. Harry must be doing horribly. His last letter had included an offhand mention of another awfulness the Dursleys came up with. And then there was the entire cannister of worms that was coming face to face with Voldemort. Again.
ā€œWouldnā€™t know. He hasnā€™t responded to any of my letters.ā€
And watching somebody die. Again.
ā€œThatā€¦ doesnā€™t sound right. You two are thick as thieves. Has Hermione heard something?ā€
With the added complication that Diggory was a better bloke than Quirrel by worlds. And that the murderer was bloody Scabbers-grew.
ā€œNothing. Sheā€™s taken to writing daily letters.ā€
Merlinā€™s receeding hairline, this was summer after first year all over again. Down to the letter block. And he didnā€™t even have the bloody car anymore. The shed was empty of anything useful. Tools all in their places, but no car, no motorcycle, no broom with room for luggage, only empty surfaces and the odd screw and two brothers slinking in and dirtied rags and-
ā€œHow can we help?ā€
ā€œWhat do you need?ā€
He did not have a flying car. What he did have was two older brothers who could Ā apparate. Two wonderful, mischievous adult brothers with an apparition licence, a major soft spot for Harry and a familiarity with that specific part of Surrey.
ā€œFred, George, I am worried about Harry.ā€
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Harry nearly fell off his swing when he spotted three very familiar figures scramble their way out of the little grove of trees in the park. He did fall off after his best friend barreled into him. Not that he minded, squished into the ground as he was.
Ron had come for him.
Again.
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