#Ron's a good friend

[catboyglover]

born to be the token sarcastic character in a sitcom, forced to be a real person

[iamnmbr3]

All of chapter 7 of Half-Blood Prince is just a series of drarry heart attacks but can we take a moment to appreciate this bit?

"Hi, Neville. Hi, Luna. Guess what?" he added, turning to Harry. "Malfoy's not doing prefect duty. He's just sitting in his compartment with the other Slytherins, we saw him with when we passed." Harry sat up straight, interested.

The mental image of Harry literally sitting up in his seat at the mere mention of Draco's name is so hilarious. Someone needs to draw this. Did Harry's friends ever bring up Draco's name unexpectedly in conversation just to see Harry immediately perk up like a golden retriever puppy?

[pollyna]

They aren't in speaking terms when Mav receives the letter. The last time they saw each other it was ten years before, and Ice was kissing I love you's on his skin, and Mav was trying to convince himself that that would have been enough.

The next morning, he was leaving the States for the Middle East, and Ice was kissing him on the front porch for the last time. He stopped picking up calls and answering, or really even just opening Ice's letters. With time, Tom's voice started to become a memory, just like Goose's was.

The letter is heavy between his hands even when it's made of a single paper and doesn't say much for all the formal tone it's written in.

"Mitchell,

Even when I think you won't care, if the last ten years are something to be taken as proof, it's better if this comes from me and not the scuttlebutt. Tom is sick. He has cancer.

Tom doesn't know I'm writing to you because this is just me sharing information. Nobody is expecting you anywhere near here and even less he's expecting you.

Have a good fucking life in the middle of nowhere, asshole."

Msv folds the letter against his chest and takes a deep breath, once and then a second time. When he moves again, it feels like the axes of the world shifted, and he has to learn how to walk again. He doesn't realise he's in front of his CO's office until he's knocking at his door.

[Inspired by @skilegg 's last fanart that made me cry, shake and scream in my pillow because how dare you.]

[myokk]

I just remembered my old deviant art login info from when I was like 13/14 JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJ

I was posting every day like it was my JOB for 0 likes on every drawing 😇😇😇🙏🙏 just goes to show that when you love it you keep doing it anyways.

Here are some of the highlights (this is only a FRACTION of my old HP fanart but there was also so much manga, atla etc etc etc 😭😭)

I remember I used to get soooooo mad at my mom whenever she would look at my art and be like “wow that’s good but I think you should add backgrounds, learn anatomy, practice drawing hands etc” (she was right I always hid the hands in pockets or behind the body LMAO)

[albondiguilla007]

So:

I mostly opened this account to talk about Harry Potter with other fans. I need potterhead friends I’m begging you, take pity on me.

✨ First though, here’s a Marauders playlist:

✨ Profile pic by sophitil

Ok, so a bit about me and this blog’s contents:

✨ We don’t judge here, every ship is welcome

✨But if it’s gay better

✨ I love the golden trio, I won’t stand for ANY kind of SLANDER, not of Ron, not of Hermione, least of all Harry. They are human, and they are good friends with flaws who love each other very much. They are growing up, grieving, taking care of each other and learning about life. I adore their friendship, and fanfics that realistically explore their relationship will always be a soft spot of mine. (wholesome one shot)

✨ Hot take: If you have any fanfic recommendation where they are romantically together (the three of them, as in an actual relationship), I would appreciate it very much

✨ Drarry (please) 🥵

✨ Lily Evans is my queen and goddess

✨ Jegulus (depending on the mood) Jegulily thooo 👀

✨ Tomarry? I’M A SLUT FOR TOMARRY (please I need more time travel fanfic recommendations) Some very good ones tho:

Terrible, but Great.

you belong to me (i belong to you).

Of Kings, of Pawns, and of Men. (This one is not time trivel per se but its AMAZING I’m telling ya)

Wear me like a locket around my throat

(all of them are in ao3)

✨ My boy Harry is incredibly underrated on his own book, like...? He is amazing, I love him, I wish him all the happiness in the world. WE NEED MORE FANFICS WHERE ALL HIS MENTAL STRUGGLES AND GRIEVING PROCESSESS ARE PORTRAYED. (He’s gone through so much, I don’t buy the way canon just swept everything under the rug and moved on)

✨ Draco Malfoy is a power bottom, fight me

✨ Another soft spot of mine? Fanfics where Harry time travels to a time where his parents are alive or a different dimension all together.

To make it better

Devil’s White Knight

Across the universe

You’re somebody else

(all in ao3 except Across the universe, that’s a short story in fanfic.net)

Other recommendations

✨ My bedtime readings are hardcore Drarry smut with some very questionable dom/sub dynamics. RECOMMENDATIONS PLEASE 🙏🏻

✨ Canon Remus was a bit of a people pleaser with no personality, but I forgive him because fanon, obviously

✨Canon James Potter was a dick, but I forgive him too. He did change a bit after Hogwarts, but I keep hoping he would’ve matured more if he’d had the chance to grow up into an actual adult

✨ Aaron Taylor Johnson and every other version of James Potter is mine, no arguments

✨ NO SNAPE SLANDER. He is an amazing character, and a very complex one at that. He is not supposed to be a good person, but a complicated one with a gray set of values. Y’all do not understand that, and I’m tired of watching Marauders stans be so fucking hypocritical when it comes to him.

Crime and Punishment (an amazing severitus fic on ao3)

✨ August, Cardigan and Betty are about these three idiots (Lily, James and Regulus) and you can’t change my mind. If you have any fanfic recs I’m all ears.

[nina-scribbles]

Just some 8th years, making overdue friendships, chilling in the library. (pls click for better quality)

[petracozbi]

So we all know that Ron learnt to speak spanish fluently by watching spanish tv-shows as a kid, but believes it to be a made up language (cuz tv is made up), and that Henry dosent watch p0rn because he thinks it's problematic and instead watches saucy telenovelas.

I've always felt that Henry and Ron didn't get as much one-on-one time in season 1 as I would've liked and believe they deserved, so wouldn't it be hilarious if the thing that brought them even closer in between the season 1 -and 2 arc was bonding over telenovelas???!!!

[thorndrool]

my second attack! done for Isabel_the_ace and Sirkinzalot!

[displacedbias]

i love u ted and alice and felix and ozzy

[Alice]: How very sweet of you.

[Ozzy]: Hrk-- Did you have to jump on me for that!?!??

[Ted]: Yep!

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

i could never really bring myself to like stucky

[daily-ron-fnf]

Day 138

[why-are-all-the-users-taken]

Harry Potter where everything is the same expect Harry is in Slytherin, Ron is in Hufflepuff and Hermione is in Ravenclaw but they're all still best friends [more in tags]

[greylight32]

I just realized how did Ron know that Terry was in hell? I mean I don’t think you get alerted whenever your family member dies and doesn’t go to wherever you are.  but then I thought about it a little bit more, and it’s established in S2 ep23 that Jodie keeps track of everybody who goes into hell to some extent. So what if my man was just reading through the paperwork of who got into hell, and then sees Terry. and knows how emotionally devastating that will be for Ron, so he goes down to mega hell and tells Glenn. Glenn knows that there’s no avoiding this and that he’ll have to tell Ron so he calls him and they have a conversation. Ron thinking that Terry will come through the gates of heaven soon and Glenn having to tell him that he’s already came through the gates, but just not of Heaven. And Ron, insisting that he has to be wrong, because Terry’s a good boy. And Glenn saying that he knows Terry is a good boy, but he did some things that even Terry would agree weren’t good things. So then Ron goes like “okay i’ll be down, but heres this to give to him” and then accidentally group messages, everyone the letter, and that’s how we got the letter at the end of the episode.

I might write a one shot on that later 

[pollyna]

Slider takes Iceman up in the sky when he can't fly anymore. After the first diagnosis comes and goes and he's healthy again, there are so many things he has to do, people to talk to, and work, work, work. It almost feels like work engulfed Tom altogether.

Then, in the middle of a meeting, the fourth of the day, Slider comes in, sends to hell everybody and their rank, and takes Iceman back on a jet. Your husband said he would have done it himself if he was home. He smirkes and, oh god, I regret the day you two decided to be friends.

Yeah yeah, what makes you sleep at night, Kazansky, what makes you sleep at night.

They fly all afternoon, until the jet almost runs out of fuel, and when Tom puts his feet on the ground, he feels like he's twenty-seven again, untouchable and happy, with his best friend on his steps and a whole world to conquer again.

(That night, when Mav calls, Ice's cheeks are a little red and his eyes are shiny. When I'm back, I'm going to take you up there and then out for dinner and dessert. Is it a promise or a threat, Mitchell? Whichever you prefer, and it's Kazansky-Mitchell to you, Admiral.)

[papercraneenthusiast]

AHHHHHHHH!!!! So Good!!!! Regency AU Dramione with a “time-travel”/Groundhog Day reliving situation. It’s a long one-shot, and 100% worth the read, such a sweet ending!

[albondiguilla007]

Wanted to share this Golden trio fluff:

Who was Harry Potter anyways? The Chosen One? The Boy-who-lived? The Saviour and Golden Boy of the Wizarding World?

Did the press actually got it right when they wrote pieces about him? Could they know what kind of person he was by amounting together the major events on his life?

Could he?

Did Hermione and Ron knew who his best friend was? During those nights filled with dread when the dead became living and the living bled to death, did they know?

When they took his hand and slept right there besides him, whispering sweet nothings until he fell asleep again—could they describe who he was with the same certainty one would talk about the lush and green hills in Scotland?

Mione watched him with that look of hers; one of unwavering faith. Her eyes softening as she lulled him to sleep.

The moonlight filtered through the tiny gap between the curtains back in his room in Grimmauld Place, illuminating the seven freckles scattered in her nose and cheeks. A hundred years could pass and he’d still be able to trace those freckles to memory, like one traces the starts and constellations in the nightsky. She’d stay there for hours, stroking his hair and drawing silly patterns in his skin. Like a mother would. Soft fingertips and soothing lullabies.

With the tenderness of a mother, the devotion of a lover and the undying loyalty of a friend.

In those moments he could be sure of one thing: Hermione Granger knew exactly who Harry Potter was: His best friend, the person looking back at her with grief and open adoration.

And Ron. Ron held him while Mione grounded him and brought him back to Earth. Soft breath tickling his neck. He was too tall for the bed, so most times his feet stayed dangling from the edge.

Ron was home, Ron was family.

Ron was the first person to ever say I love you, chubby cheeks bouncing as he smiled. Honest in his love like only kids are.

There wasn’t much of that Ron in the 6’2 ft tall man that layed besides him. Except maybe his eyes. They were blue, blueblueblue, round and big and completely sincere. Every emotion Ron felt reflecting back on them.

Violent but oh so soft. Harry had never seen the ocean, but he reckoned that’s how it looked like.

His presence was enough to make the world stop spinning, so he stayed with them: A hand in his arm or a leg tangled between Mione’s.

Always touching.

His silence saying more than a million words could.

I’m not going anywhere Harry. Not today, not tomorrow. Not ever again.

But so they knew? Did they even care?

You’re every Harry love, the ones you like and the ones you don’t

Harry Potter was the guy that passed the Auror official test in record time. The one that spent a year hiding the clues of his slow descent into insanity under red leather robes and tightly wrapped bandages.

Harry Potter was the man who stayed alone in New Year’s Eve changing napies and falling asleep besides his godson as he burnt in fever.

It was the five year old boy that one day came home from school with a carefully written card he’d dedicated to his aunt on Mother’s Day.

It was the boy who loved to fly. That felt more free in the air than any place on Earth. The one that enjoyed the breeze against his hair and the feeling of wood under his fingers.

It was the man that spent half a year in muggle parties with his best friend’s sister fucking his way through London. High with the thrill of anonymity and pissed out of his mind.

The man more scared of his own shadows than he was of any threat out there.

The one that stood in front of Voldemort when he was 17 and killed him like he was born to do so.

Harry Potter was the man scared of dark and cramped spaces. The man that fell apart in his best friends’ arms and sobbed for hours like he couldn’t do with anyone else.

It was the little boy who looked just like his father, that had his mother’s eyes.

It was the man who loved with every fiber of his being, that loved and loved like it was a race. That burned and consumed and desperately wanted to be loved back. It was the man that remembered Molly’s favorite way of taking her tea, that visited Goerge on the weekends at the shop—the one that discussed muggle phones with Arthur. It was the man Andy could always remember his daughter with.

Harry Potter was the boy that walked to his death on a cool May evening because he loved. Because he pictured a future where his friends could laugh and breath freely again, even if he wasn’t a part of it.

And so Hermione stroked his hair, and Ron hid his face in the crook of his neck, and so they’d remind him.

I love all of them Harry, each and one of them

You’ve carried enough burdens mate, leave some of them to us alright? We’ll carry them too

Harry Potter was Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley’s best friend. And sometimes, that was enough.