#Ronald Weasley Slander

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𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 (𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫) 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Golden Trio Era

Draco Malfoy

illicit affairs, the series [coming soon] mostly angst, some smut

Harry Potter

liquid luck fluff

Hermione Granger

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Ronald Weasley

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Weasley Twins

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Marauders Era

ps. i'm not that deep into the marauders fandom and i'm not very educated about the lore and such, so i probably won't be writingbfor them as often, unless it is requested.

James Potter

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Sirius Black

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Remus Lupin

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Peter Pettigrew

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[the-pasta-dragon]

I don’t care how good the premise of your fic is, we do not slander Ronald Bilius Weasley in this household. 😤😤

[thegreatwarhq]

character name & any aliases: Charles Septimus Weasley, “Charlie”

character dob & age: December 12, 1996; 26

canon or oc: Canon

character pronouns/gender identity/romantic & sexual identity: He/Him/His, Cismale, Demisexual/Bi-sexual

character faceclaim: Nicholas Skidmore

character house/past house if relevant: Gryffindor 

which school they attended: Hogwarts

character alignment in the war/explain if and why it’s changed since the battle: Order of the Phoenix, but secretly as he’s now working at the Ministry. He feeds info from the Ministry to the Order. 

where have they been living for the past year: England, much to his dismay.current occupation: Head of Magical Creature Retainment with the Ministry of Magic in England, part-time Dragonologist consultant in Romania.

important character information/bio: 

Charlie knows 4 languages: English, Romanian, French, and German.                                                                                                                                  

Charlie is still connected with the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary, but he decided to accept a head position the Ministry has been trying to get him to take for years. Head of the Magical Creature Retainment, basically animal control/law enforcement that deals with Dragon Egg/Illegal Magical Creature Dealing. Charlie claimed to blame the Order for Fred’s death and allowed him to slide with only a little side-eye. It also allows him to keep an eye on Percy, to make sure he’s okay.

The ministry is a mess, but he likes the work… which makes him angry because he never wanted to leave Romania until he absolutely had too. 

Charlie’s never really had a girlfriend/boyfriend. He’s a bit of a hoe, but it takes him a long time to form a romantic feeling for someone, and he also has a hard time identifying his feelings. 

It’s not that Charlie is Emotionless, he just… thinks he feels in very black and white feelings, so when he feels something complicated…. Brain go brrrrrrrrrrrrr

He has all of his Weasley jumpers – all of them. Even the ones from when he was a baby. His logic was that he would make a blanket out of the ones that didn’t fit anymore, but then he felt bad thinking about tearing them up to do that…. So they’re taking up space in his closet.

He does not have a favorite dragon - they’re aLL his favorites.

Charlie made decent money as a Dragonologist and is making even better at the ministry, somehow, but doesn’t like to brag about his wealth. 

At some point, Charlie considered going pro in Quidditch but ended up getting injured his 7th year. It wasn’t a bad injury, just a bludger to the shoulder that took a little while to heal because it completely shattered, and he decided that wasn’t worth it. He does still, sometimes have pain.

The dragon’s tho… Every burn, scratch, and scar is worth it for him. 

Charlie has an intense hatred for Lord Voldemort after what he did to his little sister. It grew deeper as he put his new adopted brother (harry potter, thank u molly weasley) thru hell

Charlie was a prefect in school, and he absolutely abused the shit out of that are you kidding me??? What were they THINKING???

Once he told a girl that her eyes sparkled like the scales of a Dragon, and he’s still confused why she was offended.

Harry getting taken sort of derailed everything, making it hard to return to Romania especially in wake of fred’s death. Molly, let’s be real, was and is a mess, and more importantly (bc im a molly slanderer), Charlie is increasingly worried about his siblings, especially Ronald.

He does, however, floo back to Romania when needed

Ready to fistfight gringotts the second the war is over

Uses foul language liberally 

demiromantic bi sexual king

actually very smart

but so, so stupid

[weasleysweets]

LAVENDER BROWN DESERVED BETTER!!

[thefaultsinmyfics]

If I see any Ron slander I will be so mad I will be so mad that I cry and that’s the most I can do about it

[miiamour]

some of y’all are making me guilty for being a ron weasley stan.

i’m conflicted.

[hufflepufffle]

need i remind you that ronald weasley, aged eleven, didn’t know that he had just sat in ~the harry potter~’s compartment and offered half of his sandwich to this random boy on the train who he’d only just met, because he was all alone and seemed to have no food,

i’m sick of the ron slander

[clarrissanewt]

Mommy?

part 2

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Pairing: single dad!Harry Potter x fem!reader

Warnings: sly lily and malfoy, they both playing cupids, harry hates the word 'mommy'

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A/n: look who decided to come out of hiatus... it's small but enjoy:)

“I no eat potatoes!”

The young man huffed with annoyance at his sleepy daughter. Never in three years had she been so cranky about breakfast.

“Three more spoons, then okay, no eat potatoes-” he mentally poked himself at what he said. Hell, he was supposed to correct her. “I- I mean? Then you don’t eat potatoes.”

Lily stuck out her tongue and buried her face in the wooden table, having every mind of irritating her father this weekend.

“Pancakes?”

“Next time, Snitch. Come on.”

“No eat potatoes.”

“Yes eat potatoes.”

Harry ignored her as she muttered ‘no eat potatoes’ and ladled her spoon with the mashed potatoes (with Molly’s own recipe, how could Lily not like it?).

But, Merlin, Lily turned out to be an exact gremlin as she cocked her head away just at the precise moment, successfully (and proudly) spilling the food on the table.

Harry had to pinch the bridge of his nose at the sight of extra work.

“Look, Snitch, if you want to mess up with me, let me put my cards straight away. I’m the boss here. When I say sleep, you sleep, and when I say eat,” he passed another spoon towards the toddler and maintaining a faux intimidating look on his face, smirked lightly, “you?”

“Eat,” Lily grumbled as she finished the bite.

“Good,” he smiled at her. “Now be a snitch and eat.” The ravenet grinned at his daughter which clearly read as: dad-1, snitch-0.

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“It would have made more sense,” the blond grimaced at the memory, “If you have flipped that crocodile heart on that fucking Potter’s face.”

squeal from across the table, a muscle twitching in his jaw as he shook silent laughter. ”That was worth it, Malfoy! I sacrificed 50 points-”

“Fucking way to crush your points, Weasel.”

Hermione tutted from the other corner of the room. Draco spending evenings (mostly verbal scrimmages and trio slanders were acceptable in his eyes) with them wasn’t a rare sight. But Harry joining them was indeed rare.

“What’s the catch, Draco? Tell something new,” she clicked her fingers airily over her head, her eyes not receding the book she had been reading.

The red-haired Weasley noticed the sudden fall of words. It was unlike Malfoy- he'd have scoffed, rolled his eyes, or passed a non insulting insult. But he was quiet- timidly examining the glass of butterbeer which had no hooks to be examined.

“Oi, Malfoy! Have you got a girl?’

At this, even Hermione lowered her book and arched her brows at the pureblood. “Is it so, Draco?”

“Huh? Of course not, Hermione,” he replied in a low voice, tracing the silhouette of the glass. “I was just wondering about this friend of mine-”

“Friends with?”

“Your death, Weasel,” Draco scoffed as Ron grinned, just to be silenced by one of Hermione’s looks, which screamed ‘manners, Ronald!’.

“Yeah, so I’ve no idea if you both are graced with the knowledge that she met Lily…or maybe the other way round?”

“Oh, Merlin! That lady?” Hermione jumped onto her feet and sat between Ron and Draco. “She is your friend?”

“Uh- not sure, just kind of. After seeing them together, I was thrown into this thought that don’t you all think it’s time for Potter to settle again?”

Ron shifted nervously on his chair, well remembering where the winds took this conversation with his mate last time. But Draco knew he needed to, if not to cater his own suppressed need, then for Lily.

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“I swear that’s the worst idea.”

“Shut up, Granger, it’s the best idea that ever struck a wizard.”

“And how am i supposed to distract Harry while you loop in to fill Lily’s mind with propositions?”

Malfoy sighed. “Use that ‘brightest witch’ brain of yours. Your headache, not mine.” So there were no surprises when the blond cheerfully made his way towards the little Potter, ignoring his acquaintance (and well leaving him in the hands of Granger). Harry looked on from the door, an unimpressed lopsided scowl on his face as adjusted his round Rimmed specs while casually striking the most normal talks with Hermione.

“Little Potter,” Malfoy simpered at the toddler, who greeted him with a toothy grin. “Good afternoon with loads of plans.”

Hermione passed a pointed look to the Slytherin as he hoisted the girl on his arms and made his way out of the room and met with none other than one of Harry's aggressive eye rolls.

Well shit.

“He-he was missing Lily,” Hermione awkwardly laughed and in order to divert his attention, jumped, “by the way, Ron challenged you for a game of chess…”

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“I’ll give you pancakes, but we are not going.”

“No pancakes. We go.”

“You don’t argue,” Harry placed his arms on his hips, the spatula poking out of his grip in an intimidating position. “Who the bloody hell taught you that?”

“Dad said a bad word!” Lily glared in a childlike manner, clicking her fingers like her godmother. “Who taught you?”

Bloody hell is a bad word? Harry mused as he ran his hand through the mess of his hair. For a three year old- definitely yes.

“Fine, sorry, Snitch. But we’re not-”

“We go because I want to paint.”

“Paint and?”

“Paint and meet mommy.”

Harry mentally cursed at that word. Why the hell Lily was so desperate to meet this lady? And first things first, who the hell is this lady? All he knows about this ‘mommy’ (he is frustrated that he doesn’t even know her name and is compelled to use this weird word) is that she could be a dark wizard in making or their minion, and if you stoop to the muggle level, this ; lady could be anyone but a kidnapper.

Let Lily meet her? Hell, nah.

“No,” he simply scoffed and turned to continue the dishes, turning one more time to see whether Lily was sitting on the kitchen counter like a second before or trying to jump off it (uh- she has his anger issues).

“You owe her a sorry,” he heard the little mumble as he lightly cleared his throat.

“I don’t owe her any dicky bird. And who taught you this ‘owe’?”

“Uncle Dray… he definitely a gentleman…unlike you-”

Lily closed her ears with a ghost of a smile as she heard her father dropping the dishes back into the sink and zooming to the living room, where he definitely plucked up his phone and judging by the gruff scream of ‘MALFOY!’, the game was on.

So updating the recent scoreboard, dad-1, snitch-1. Lily mentally patted herself.

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[stonedregulus]

Me: *sees Ronald Weasley slander on my dash*

Also Me: I will kill all of you fuckers in your sleep.

[wroetospotterwp]

She’s Just Perfect

Pairing ✨- Ron Weasley x Fem!Reader

Summary 💓: Y/N and Ron used to perfect together, but then his perfect girl split them apart.

Word Count 🖊: 706

A/N 🗣: first angst imagineee, kinda based off the idea i have for my ron fic in the works but not completely. this is definitely one of my favourite things i’ve wrote :)

Warnings ⚠️: it’s quite sad lol, self concious thoughts?? it’s hinted

Requested? 📮 - nope

Masterlist

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Y/N never used to be one to dwell on the past, what’s happened, has happened and you cannot change the outcome of it no matter what.

But now she can’t help herself, her recent breakup has just forced her to dwell on everything.

Things she should have spotted, things he had said that should’ve caught her attention, but it was funny how love really did make you blind.

Things started out well for Y/N Y/L/N and Ronald Weasley, both had fancied each other for a while and in Forth year, Ron had asked her to the Yule Ball. Of course, Y/N thought it was just to spite Hermione Granger, she always used to think they were something.

Ron brushed off her fears, assuring her that he wanted to go with her. Y/N should have taken notice to the furrowed brows Harry did when his best friend told her this.

He didn’t dance with her that night, he spent most his night with a scowl on his face. Y/N just thought he didn’t like balls or any dances for that matter, she enjoyed herself as much as she could.

Y/N wanted to see him again.

She plucked up the courage and asked him if he wanted to go on a date, he was silent for a while, but a glint became present in his eye, of course Y/N thought this was maybe him showing interest in her.

He agreed and soon after the date, he asked if she wanted to be his girlfriend. Y/N felt like she was on cloud 9, she was so estatic.

Many others didn’t share the same emotion as her. Harry looked as though he wanted to tell her something, but felt he couldn’t. His brothers and his sister were confused, but still supportive.

Hermione seemed to one of the only ones to seem actually happy for them, she joked with them that Y/N was perfect to try and help the red head.

Hermione said Y/N was perfect for Ron. But that just wasn’t true.

Fifth year began and things still were on the up, everyone began to warm up to the couple being together. Y/N was completely smitten, completely, and utterly smitten for him.

Ron would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t feel the same way as her, because he did, only then, but in the past he did.

But then Sixth year happened.

They were couple people began to think would last to the end, the ‘high school sweethearts’ some would say, Y/N can’t help but laugh at such a statement.

It all began when Lavender Brown started to take an interest in Ron, but Ron didn’t seem to be showing any interest in her, so Y/N didn’t give the girl a second thought.

She should’ve been focused on another girl.

Ron wasn’t acting the same, things were beginning to become awkward between them, he never wanted to hang out together anymore, always saying he was ‘busy with Harry and Hermione’.

She spotted out his lies quickly when she used to see Harry with other people while Ron claimed his friend was with them.

Hermione wasn’t talking to her, she always seem too frightened to. Y/N thought she had perhaps said something to Hermione that offended her.

But when Ron was in the Hospital Wing, and the first person there was Hermione, and seemed happy with the fact she was the only person there, things started to become clear to Y/N.

As soon as Ron had recovered, Y/N asked to talk with him. Ron could already tell what it was about, seeing the sadness on her face, the guilt he had felt for months when he should have told her earlier, but instead he led her on for longer, making her believe there was still something.

Y/N broke up with him, she wouldn’t of been able to deal with the fact that he dumped her and was able to move on quickly. She did tell Ron she was happy for him though, he had found who he wanted.

Ron had found his perfect person, but Y/N just wasn’t her.

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IM SORRY I MADE HIM LIKE THIS ITS JUST AN IMAGINE i don’t want any character slander. i hope you enjoyed anyway :)

requests are open! <3

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[comfortwriting]

Three can stretch a secret - F.W & G.W

Fred Weasley x Fem Reader x George Weasley Part 2/3

Part 1, Part 3, Masterlist, Request rules

Warnings: polyamory, fluff.

You were two months away from finishing Hogwarts and if it wasn’t for your boyfriends, Fred and George, you’d be drowning. The workload became more intense, your exams were the hardest you ever had to sit and you had no idea what you were going to do with your future.

Sleeping in the library your head rested on an open book.

“Wake up sleeping beauty,” Fred whispered into your ear, pulling you out of your dreams.

George on the other side of you whispered “Yeah, wake up love. You’re going to be late for our date in Hogsmeade.”

Opening your eyes you sat up fast, your hair a mess and the circles around your eyes getting deeper and darker. Guilt and worry pooled into your stomach.

“Freddie, Georgie - I’m so sorry, these exams are just crushing me and I’m so-”

“Now, now” George cut you off “stop apologising and go and get yourself ready.”

Fred closed your open books and piled them up in a flash “you’ve got fifteen minutes.” he smirked.

Running as fast as your legs could carry you, you pushed past Ginny and Hermione up the stairs, crashing into your dorm room to get yourself dolled up.

“What has gotten into her!” Hermione hissed, clutching her shoulder.

Ginny shook her head “one of the twins will know, whichever one she is dating this week.” 

“What do you mean, this week?” Hermione’s eyes pierced into Ginny’s.

Ginny sighed and pulled Hermione away from the growing and busy crowd, “One week she’s all over Fred, kissing in the library - the next she’s with George, kissing him elsewhere.”

Hermione paused for a moment, a plan springing into her head.

Today’s date certain helped you feel more at ease about everything, you were able to let your hair down and have a good time, you didn’t have to worry about being late to class or not doing an overdue assignment - you didn’t have to turn things down yet when it came to your love life, but unfortunately, people were getting suspicious.

Sitting in The Three Broomsticks with Fred and George, the three of you enjoyed your butterbeer and talked openly about what the rest of the day would entail. 

“So after here, I’m going to treat you to whatever you fancy from Honey Dukes - to bring you some cheer whilst you study” smiled Fred.

“and after that, you and I will go for a nice walk around the Quidditch pitch, catching the beginning of the sunset before dinner.” George wrapped his arm around you.

“and then it’ll be Georgie and I helping you with your job applications.” Fred took a sip of his beer. 

“Oh boys... this is so kind of you, I can’t thank you enough-”

“Don’t thank us, sweetheart.” George kissed your head.

“It’s what boyfriends do.” Fred rested his hand on your knee under the table.

“I just can’t understand, is she with Fred or George?” Hermione stressed, walking through Hogsmeade.

Ron stayed silent for a moment whilst Harry and Ginny tried to think of an answer that made sense, that wouldn’t slander you.

“unless she’s with both of them” Ron blurted out, staring into space.

“Oh Ronald don't be so-” Hermione’s eyes widened “wait she could-” her eyes fell on you as Fred held your hand, walking you to the heaven of all sweetshops.

Harry and Ginny turned around, watching the two of you walking and giggling hand in hand. 

“We’ll follow them” Ginny spoke up “Come on, Harry.”

Despite all the years you had spent at Hogwarts and the many trips you took to Hogsmeade, today was the first time you had ever stepped foot into Honey Dukes and you were overwhelmed with excitement. You didn’t know where to look or what to pick up first, shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets screamed your name.  

Harry and Ginny watched and listened closely and Harry cursed under his breath for not having his invisibility cloak.

“So what do you fancy, love?” Fred smiled, his heart warming from your excitement - feeling excited himself to share this memory with George.

“Fred but you don’t have much-”

Fred chuckled “I’ll be made of money soon enough love, George too; now pick what you’d like.” 

You bit your lip, giving in to Fred’s kind offers. “I’ll take some honey-coloured toffees, pixie puffs... and some crystallised pineapple, please, if that’s okay.”  

Fred adored how shy you were, leaving the shop your arms were cradling the many bags and boxes of sweets you did (and didn’t) ask for, you felt so lucky that you boyfriend had gone out of his way to spoil you. 

Harry and Ginny reunited with a very stressed out Hermione and an even more stressed out Ron, explaining everything they saw, thinking nothing of it and deciding to head back to Hogwarts. 

George smiled widely seeing how happy you were, you ran into his arms and cuddled him, his scent comforting you. 

Pulling away from the tight embrace you laced your hand with George’s.

“How was your date?” he smiled, the two of you walking around the Quidditch pitch, the beautiful amber sky beaming down on you.

You blushed and giggled, thinking of Fred carrying all of your goodies. “Amazing, Honey Dukes is incredible! - Fred has his hands full!”

George laughed and stopped in the middle of the empty pitch, a picnic blanket rested on the floor. “Sit” George smiled, sitting down.

You blushed and sat with him, the two of you cuddling decided to lay down and cloud gaze. 

Listening to Hermione whine, Ron suddenly stopped in his tracks upon seeing you and George in the distance, laughing and kissing.

“Look” he pointed towards the two of you, feeling angry.

Hermione grabbed Ron, threatening to curse him if he didn’t calm down “we’ll confront her tonight - in front of the twins, she’ll have no choice but to come clean!”

For the first time in history, dinner time felt uneasy for you and the twins were getting annoyed. Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Harry took it upon themselves to be sarcastic and rude towards you and they took it in turns insulting and giving you the odd glare. 

“What is your problem?” George glared at Ron and Ginny.

Fred glared at Harry and Hermione “and yours?”

Ron glared back, “You’ll know soon enough” stuffing his face with turkey.

You, Fred and George sat on the sofa in the empty common room, engulfed by the warmth of the fire, their arms around you whilst you wrote up a job application.

“Who is this even for?” you asked, rereading your application. 

“well-” before Fred could answer, the four spies walked into the common room.

“Go on then” Ron glared, walking over and standing in front of you “are you going to tell us why you’re using my brothers?”

You felt like you had the wind knocked out of you, Fred and George glanced at one another, your secret now bursting at the seams. 

“Ron, this isn’t whatever you think it is.” you tried to defend yourself.

“Oh don’t be silly, y/n.” Hermione butted in “we’ve seen you, we’ve been watching you all day.”

The rug had been pulled from under your feet, you put your head in your hands for a moment and let out a big sigh. 

“Is it time to tell them?” you asked your two boyfriends.

They looked at one another and back to you, both nodding.

“Yeah,” Fred said quietly.

“we’re ready, love.” George encouraged you.

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[ronsonlywhore]

LAVENDER CONFESSING HER LOVE FOR U!!!!!

❛ 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗿𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝘁. ❜ lavender brown x reader

summary: ron weasley may be a complete dickhead, but you do owe him your life’s greatest joy: lavender brown.

pairing: lavender brown x fem!reader

warnings: a bit of angst and pining / ron weasley slander???? i’m sorry this hurts me just as much as it hurts you

a/n: YES THANK YOU MY LOVELY ANON FOR REQUESTING LAVENDER ILY SHAWTY. also i LOVE ron, but for the sake of this imagine i must learn to hate him sigh. 

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everybody knew you hated ronald weasley, but they didn’t know why. 

it was quite simple really, the reason for your ever-burning desire to pitch weasley off the astronomy tower and throw a party in celebration: he so securely grasped the attention of lavender brown, your best friend.

it wasn’t like you liked lavender or anything...okay, well, you did, as more than in ‘just a friend way’. you two met in the first year, on the hogwarts express. you had complimented her hair, mesmerized with the sheer curliness of it and the way she wore it in two pigtails. you remember your stomach doing a flip, but you assumed it was just the nervousness of seeing which house you would be sorted in. you realize now that it was your eleven-year-old heart telling you, “hey, this girl is kind of really pretty.”

when you both got sorted into gryffindor, you were the happiest girl in the world. you were happy that you didn’t have to be torn away from your first friend at hogwarts.

you even thought her name was pretty, though she didn’t think so. at first, she insisted you call her a nickname, like ‘lav,’ but you refused. you liked saying her name, liked how nicely it sounded with your voice. it rolled right off your tongue. lav-en-der. 

when she first showing an interest in weasley, around the end of fourth year, you didn’t know how to feel. you weren’t even sure you were supposed to feel anything; it’s not like you guys were dating. but you felt hollow whenever she would gush about how weasley looked at her in potions, or when she ranted on and on about his freckles and how they were “like the stars in our galaxy, all spread out.” 

you couldn’t hate lavender for liking him, but you could hate weasley for making lavender like him. you could hate how he would always brush a hand through his hair, earning a swoon from lavender. you could hate how he always seemed to obtain lavender’s stare, even when he was swallowing a chicken wing whole. you could hate how much lavender wanted him. you could hate how much it was his fault that lavender didn’t want you.

when weasley tried out for the quidditch team, you knew you never stood a chance.

and when lavender and him started dating, all you wanted was for the world to swallow you whole. 

lavender would spend every one of her waking moments with weasley. heading out to lunch? i have to go find won-won. want to study for our astronomy test together? i promised won-won i would study with him. need help with your transfiguration essay? thanks, but i’m sure won-won will help me.

won-won. it was always about won-won. you wished lavender would give you a nickname, no matter how stupid it sounded. 

and the worst part was, you could tell weasley would never care for lavender like you would. you knew, always knew, that he was just going out with her to make granger jealous. granger was who he really wanted, and lavender was just a pawn in his plan to get her. 

so yeah, you thought ronald weasley was a complete and utter git.

lavender would always go on about how weasley made her feel wanted and cherished, and that made you feel sad. hadn’t you made lavender feel like that since first-year?

still, she was happy, and that’s all that mattered.

but then she wasn’t happy. 

it was like a dementor was always near her. she never smiled anymore. she kept her head down. her eyes were always clouded, her head always somewhere else. you asked her what was wrong, and she answered, “i don’t think ron loves me anymore.”

and she told you about the hospital wing incident, and how he called for hermione instead of her, how he made her feel like a burden sometimes.

you didn’t care that weasley had just recovered from almost dying; you tracked him down and punched him in the face, the hardest punch your arm would let you give. 

his nose spouted blood for an hour. professor mcgonagall wouldn’t stop reminding you of that fact during the detention you snagged for yourself after granger went running to her.

“why did you punch him?” lavender asked.

“because he hurt you, lavender.”

“no one’s ever punched anyone for me before.” she responded quietly. 

i’d do a lot of things for you, lavender, you thought.

weasley always cowered away from you after then. that brought you joy, though you wished he would get nearer so you could punch him again. he didn’t treat lavender for what she truly was, in your not-so-humble-opinion: a gift from the heavens above.

if weasley wouldn’t love lavender, you would. you would adore her like your life depended on it, love her like the moon loves the sun; out of reach, but never too far to admire. 

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“(y/n), i think i love you.” 

“aw, thanks lavender, i love you too.” 

“no, i mean, i think i love love you.”

you stop writing, your quill coming to a complete stop. you look up at lavender, and see her big, brown chocolate eyes staring at back at you. she’s biting her lip; you’ve noticed a lot about her lips these days, like how they never seem to be chapped, how soft they look, how she chews on them when she’s nervous.

she’s nervous now. you’re starting to get nervous too. not in a bad way, in a good way, like how you’re anticipating good news and can hardly wait to hear them.

“...love love me?” is all you can manage to say.

she opens her mouth, then closes it again, looks down at her book and back at you before she finally says, “i know it’s stupid, but i think i always have.”

you will yourself to say something, anything, before she thinks you don’t feel the same way. because you do feel the same way, have been feeling the same way for the past seven years of your life. 

“you know how you complimented my hair first year? on the hogwarts express?” she continues.

you nod and answer, “yes. it was in pigtails.”

“even though people made fun of me for wearing them, saying that they were childish and unsophisticated, i kept wearing them because you liked them. and if you liked them, that was enough for me.”

it’s funny, really. how quickly you realize you want nothing more to hug a certain person and never let go.

“you would always call me pretty, even when i didn’t feel like it, and when ron ripped out my heart and stomped on it in front of me, you stomped on his face.” she laughs.

you laugh too, simply because her laugh makes you laugh, seeing her happy makes you happy. 

she reaches across the table and takes your hand in hers. they fit perfectly together.

before she can speak, you say, “i love love you too, lavender.”

she smiles and presses a sweet kiss to your hand, and right then and there you silently thank ron weasley for being the biggest git in the world, because if he hadn’t been a jerk, maybe lavender would’ve never realized how much she just wanted you.

you now love lavender like the galaxy love the stars; making sure everyone can see the brightness they bring from millions of miles away.

[hermiones-butterbeer]

Another episode of Comparing Ronald Bilius Weasley and Dracoward Malferret because a lot of ppl tend to do that to villainize ron but here we have draco slander🤓

Ron had a choice. He was a pureblood. He could stay with his family without being attacked by the DE. But he chose to fight. He chose to fight alongside the Boy Who Lived and for people like the girl he loved the most.

Whileee....

Draco had a choice to either join the good side or the DE. And what did he choose? Need I explain? I think not...

[harrypottertalks95]

for my first post, i thought that i would give my opinions on harry potter charcters..... just so y’all know where i stand

harry potter himself

-amazing

-love him

-my third favorite character

-my favorite bisexual

-he literally saved the wizard of world, give him some credit people

ronald billius weasley

-how can people not like him?

-good friend

-funny

-what more could you need?

-the definition of a “token straight”

hermione “badass” granger

-does her back hurt from carrying the golden trio?

-ron and harry would be lost without her

-what a queen

-also poc hermione. thank you for listening.

draco malfoy

-i cant stand this bitch

-fanon draco is a whole other story.... but canon draco..... no thanks :)

-literally was a racist dickhead

-i am ashamed that i simped over this man when draco tok was thriving

-please forgive me, i was brainwashed by this bleached headed bimbo

fred weasley

-so the twins aren’t my favorite charcters, but that doesn’t mean i hate them

-i just never really connected with them

-they were dicks to ron, so i think that just turned me off from get-go

-his death is actually so sad considering all of the factors

george weasley

-same thing as fred

-but i head canon him as bi and in love with lee jorden

-let me have my moment

percy weasley

-i love him pls

-the percy slander is a bit much sometimes

-was he annoying? yes, sometimes

-did he make awful decisions? absolutely

-do people ever take into account what might have lead him to make those awful decisions? no

-he lived in a house where he wasn’t appreciated and was constantly being tormented by his siblings.... no wonder he wanted to get out

-is gay and in love with oliver wood

snape

-go die in a hole

-i hate him

-he literally repulses me

-was obsessed with lily an unhealthy amount

-abused children

-makes me wanna punch his face in

dumby dore

-i think i might hate this bitch even more than snape, and that’s saying something

-“for the greater good” stfu

-used the shit out of harry

-planned the potter’s death, and made sure that sirius would be put in azkaban so that harry would be forced to turn to him

-i hate him

-i hate him

-i hate him

remus lupin

-fav character

-i am him, he is me

-i would die for this man

-bi

-i cant put into words how much i love this man

sirius black

-second favorite character cause wolfstar duh

-dunno if i wanna make out with him, or be him

-again, my love for this man simply cannot be put into words

james potter

-wanna be bffs with him

-him and snape had rivalry, so don’t hit me with the bullying crap

-if anything, bullying a self absorbed racist is okay in my books

-didn’t steal lily.... she was her own person.... with her own choices..... and she CHOSE james not snape

-james “the ally” potter threw the first brick at stonewall

ginny weasley

-the movies did her so dirty

-she’s such a badass bi queen

-in love with luna, i don’t make the rules

-she’s not my favorite, just cause i don’t really relate to her, but she’s still amazing

luna lovegood

-pan

-i love her

-was my first comfort character because i too was bullied relentlessly as a child

-nothing fazes her, and it’s amazing

bellatrix lestrange

-i hate her, how do people like her

-she killed sirius, dobby, tonks, and tortured hermione and neville’s parents

-i’m glad she died



molly weasley

-she’s so over glorified

-movie molly > book molly

-favorited ginny and harry

-her and the twins were the root of so many of ron’s insecurities

narcissa malfoy

-she’s also over glorified

-idc if she cared about her son, she is literally a racist

-just because she doesn’t have the dark mark doesn’t mean that she still didn’t serve voldy

regulus black

-marry me

-is the true hero of slytherin

andromeda black

-what. an. icon.

-her and ted are so cute leave me alone

-love her

ok that’s all for now :)

[roonilwazlibweasley]

Ok but I???? Why tf are you getting Ron slander lol?? Like I didn't know there are people out there who actually hate on smol beans like Ronald Weasley???

right?? Ron is genuinely such a good person, and he made mistakes and had flaws but that’s what makes him human

I still have two more anti Ron asks to answer and I am fuming :)