The Journal of Ron Weasley
A/N
This is a journal I thought of.. Ron acts like a regular teenager and uses words Americans would use. Don't blow up at me!!
September 1, 2002 Morning-
So my parents bought me this stupid piece of rubbish to write in. I mean c'mon. boys don't have diaries. Gag. Anyhow, they threatened me. If I didn't write in it, they would turn me into a frog. Partly because this journal cost six galleons. and now were broke. Ain't it the life? Nah, dun think so. So, I'm on the Hogwarts Express right now, Hermione and Harry are talking peacefully. Oi, Scabbers just woke up.. hold on. Okay I'm back, had to feed him. Hmm, what should I write. I need a new quill though. Crud, it's like my thoughts are escaping my mind. OH! I remember now. guess what? No really guess! Oh wait, your just a book with paper, so I'll just tell you. No sense in making you guess is there? I think Hermione likes Harry. which sucks, wait why does it suck? I don't like her. do I? OF COURSE I don't! Why would I? I dunno, she's beautiful, talented, amazing, and so smart! AHH! I don't have feelings for Hermione. No. I. Don't.
So, I guess this writing in the journal thingy won't be so bad will it? Guess not, best regards. Gotta go.
September 1, 2002 Evening
We arrived at Hogwarts three hours ago. The feast is amazing! We had barrels of gin, ate many turkey legs and stuffed our mouths with buttered corn and mashed potatoes. Fred and George played a prank on me. I was turned into a turkey temporarily. Hermione was cackling very hard. Inconsiderate. I mean I had two wings and people came at me with knifes and forks. I'm in the common room playing with Hermione in chess and talking to Harry about Quidditch. Sigh. the first day of a new year.
Tired as can be but not wanted to go to bed and signing off, Ron.
September 2, 2002 Breakfast
Well we have a free hour for each day now. McGonagall handed out schedules and I share every class with Harry and Hermione including electives which is great. Well, I saw Hermione eyeing Draco Malfoy and picking food up with her fork and bringing it to her mouth but missing her mouth completely. Then a second later, she was eyeing Harry. Hmm, who does she like? Well, as I try to ponder that during this free hour, I should tell you about Quidditch! Try-outs are next week. And I'M trying out! An I know I can outdo any old phobe if I set my heart to it. Gotta go, Harry's calling me from downstairs.
September 3, 2001- Defense Against the Dark Arts
I'm writing in this journal while listening to boring Snape(who got the job) about the ark Arts. Seeing as the whole class is basically asleep, I've decided to keep my handy dandy journal with me and write in it. And since it's the beginning of the period, it will be a long entry.
I was talking to Hermione last night and this is the conversation.
Hermione- Hi ron
Me- Hullo, whats up?
Hermione- Oh nothing much, just enjoying a day.
AND THEN, I blurted out---
Me- WHO DO YOU LIKE?
Hermione- Excuse me?
Me- (calming down) Who do you like?
Hermione- That's none of your business! For all sake it could be you
Me- (amock expression)
Hermione- AND it's not you!
She seems to really keep her crushes private seeing as I do too. OH who am I kidding? I LIKE HERMIONE! I LIKE HERMIONE!!!!
(A/N What is funny is Hermione was leaning over his shoulder trying to see what he was writing because he was muttering it too. I hope he knows the whole class is staring at him including Snape)
Okay, now that I've admitted that I like Hermione, what do I do about it? *Thinking* No Idea, maybe let her know? Nah!
Ah?
No RONALD DEAN WEASLEY! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! Well, why shouldn't I? The cons of this situation is her never talking to me, slapping me, kicking me in the nuts, elbowing me in the ribs, and running away in fright like fungus is growing out of my nose. The pros are her saying "I DO TOO!" and hugging me and kissing me and making out and-Wowie, get a hold of yourself man! She would never do that--- OR WOULD SHE? No No NO NO NOOOOOOO! Anyhow, to get off the Hermione topic, she was eyeing Draco Malfoy again during Potions. She likes him-- not me? That sucks. Then again, why would she like me. A stupid red headed guy with no money and a bad house. And I'm actually criticizing myself! Gotta go! I'll talk later.
September 3, 2001 In the Common Room at night
Oh my god. I found out HERMIONE, OF ALL PEOPLE, Doesn't like me-she likes Draco-as I suspected! It's just a little rumour but she was flirting with him at lunch. Then he asked her if she wanted to for a spin on his broom. NOW, that. Is. Not. Good. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH! AND THEY ARE STILL NOT BACK! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?? Role-playing a Midsummer's Night Dream in the Forbidden Forest?! I never went for Hermione when I had the chance. But wait! She's here and looking harassed! "DRACO MALFOY, the pervert! He tried to fondle me!" she screamed and ran to sit by the fire. "I SLAPPED HIM IN THE FACE AND TOLD HIM TO F--- OFF!" It was he first time I had ever heard Hermione cuss. I tried to put a comforting hand around her but she said to back off or else I'd be slapped too. Hmm, this whole Hermione/Ron deal is hard to configure and hard to grasp in concept. And Then, stupid stupid me I started to hum I Think I Love You and she nearly fainted with disgust. "NO! I wasn't singing it to you!" I yelled after her. "Then who were you singing it to? Harry?" she screamed and stormed up into her dormitory. "BUT I'M NOT GAY!" I cried but Harry just said: "Nice going Sherlock."
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A/N!
Will Hermione ever fall in love with Ron? Will Draco ever ask Hermione on another broom ride? Will Snape actually teach interesting lessons? Well basically no on all those parts but some may happen!
And I'll give you some hints for the next story. Hermione goes off and finds a new friend-but who!? Also, Ron tries to get love advice from someone. AND, a lot of things change. A cheerleading squad? REMEMBER, THIS IS LIKE THE AMERICAN VERSION! Hippie clothing? Pancakes? Find out in the next days of Ron's tormenting life!
A/N
This is a journal I thought of.. Ron acts like a regular teenager and uses words Americans would use. Don't blow up at me!!
September 1, 2002 Morning-
So my parents bought me this stupid piece of rubbish to write in. I mean c'mon. boys don't have diaries. Gag. Anyhow, they threatened me. If I didn't write in it, they would turn me into a frog. Partly because this journal cost six galleons. and now were broke. Ain't it the life? Nah, dun think so. So, I'm on the Hogwarts Express right now, Hermione and Harry are talking peacefully. Oi, Scabbers just woke up.. hold on. Okay I'm back, had to feed him. Hmm, what should I write. I need a new quill though. Crud, it's like my thoughts are escaping my mind. OH! I remember now. guess what? No really guess! Oh wait, your just a book with paper, so I'll just tell you. No sense in making you guess is there? I think Hermione likes Harry. which sucks, wait why does it suck? I don't like her. do I? OF COURSE I don't! Why would I? I dunno, she's beautiful, talented, amazing, and so smart! AHH! I don't have feelings for Hermione. No. I. Don't.
So, I guess this writing in the journal thingy won't be so bad will it? Guess not, best regards. Gotta go.
September 1, 2002 Evening
We arrived at Hogwarts three hours ago. The feast is amazing! We had barrels of gin, ate many turkey legs and stuffed our mouths with buttered corn and mashed potatoes. Fred and George played a prank on me. I was turned into a turkey temporarily. Hermione was cackling very hard. Inconsiderate. I mean I had two wings and people came at me with knifes and forks. I'm in the common room playing with Hermione in chess and talking to Harry about Quidditch. Sigh. the first day of a new year.
Tired as can be but not wanted to go to bed and signing off, Ron.
September 2, 2002 Breakfast
Well we have a free hour for each day now. McGonagall handed out schedules and I share every class with Harry and Hermione including electives which is great. Well, I saw Hermione eyeing Draco Malfoy and picking food up with her fork and bringing it to her mouth but missing her mouth completely. Then a second later, she was eyeing Harry. Hmm, who does she like? Well, as I try to ponder that during this free hour, I should tell you about Quidditch! Try-outs are next week. And I'M trying out! An I know I can outdo any old phobe if I set my heart to it. Gotta go, Harry's calling me from downstairs.
September 3, 2001- Defense Against the Dark Arts
I'm writing in this journal while listening to boring Snape(who got the job) about the ark Arts. Seeing as the whole class is basically asleep, I've decided to keep my handy dandy journal with me and write in it. And since it's the beginning of the period, it will be a long entry.
I was talking to Hermione last night and this is the conversation.
Hermione- Hi ron
Me- Hullo, whats up?
Hermione- Oh nothing much, just enjoying a day.
AND THEN, I blurted out---
Me- WHO DO YOU LIKE?
Hermione- Excuse me?
Me- (calming down) Who do you like?
Hermione- That's none of your business! For all sake it could be you
Me- (amock expression)
Hermione- AND it's not you!
She seems to really keep her crushes private seeing as I do too. OH who am I kidding? I LIKE HERMIONE! I LIKE HERMIONE!!!!
(A/N What is funny is Hermione was leaning over his shoulder trying to see what he was writing because he was muttering it too. I hope he knows the whole class is staring at him including Snape)
Okay, now that I've admitted that I like Hermione, what do I do about it? *Thinking* No Idea, maybe let her know? Nah!
Ah?
No RONALD DEAN WEASLEY! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! Well, why shouldn't I? The cons of this situation is her never talking to me, slapping me, kicking me in the nuts, elbowing me in the ribs, and running away in fright like fungus is growing out of my nose. The pros are her saying "I DO TOO!" and hugging me and kissing me and making out and-Wowie, get a hold of yourself man! She would never do that--- OR WOULD SHE? No No NO NO NOOOOOOO! Anyhow, to get off the Hermione topic, she was eyeing Draco Malfoy again during Potions. She likes him-- not me? That sucks. Then again, why would she like me. A stupid red headed guy with no money and a bad house. And I'm actually criticizing myself! Gotta go! I'll talk later.
September 3, 2001 In the Common Room at night
Oh my god. I found out HERMIONE, OF ALL PEOPLE, Doesn't like me-she likes Draco-as I suspected! It's just a little rumour but she was flirting with him at lunch. Then he asked her if she wanted to for a spin on his broom. NOW, that. Is. Not. Good. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH! AND THEY ARE STILL NOT BACK! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?? Role-playing a Midsummer's Night Dream in the Forbidden Forest?! I never went for Hermione when I had the chance. But wait! She's here and looking harassed! "DRACO MALFOY, the pervert! He tried to fondle me!" she screamed and ran to sit by the fire. "I SLAPPED HIM IN THE FACE AND TOLD HIM TO F--- OFF!" It was he first time I had ever heard Hermione cuss. I tried to put a comforting hand around her but she said to back off or else I'd be slapped too. Hmm, this whole Hermione/Ron deal is hard to configure and hard to grasp in concept. And Then, stupid stupid me I started to hum I Think I Love You and she nearly fainted with disgust. "NO! I wasn't singing it to you!" I yelled after her. "Then who were you singing it to? Harry?" she screamed and stormed up into her dormitory. "BUT I'M NOT GAY!" I cried but Harry just said: "Nice going Sherlock."
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A/N!
Will Hermione ever fall in love with Ron? Will Draco ever ask Hermione on another broom ride? Will Snape actually teach interesting lessons? Well basically no on all those parts but some may happen!
And I'll give you some hints for the next story. Hermione goes off and finds a new friend-but who!? Also, Ron tries to get love advice from someone. AND, a lot of things change. A cheerleading squad? REMEMBER, THIS IS LIKE THE AMERICAN VERSION! Hippie clothing? Pancakes? Find out in the next days of Ron's tormenting life!