A/N: Hullo, all! I finally got the METMA badge out to everyone who's joined! (METMA stands for Muggles For Equal Treatment of Magical Articles) All new members will recieve one too! So, anyway, this fic is from the point of view of Ron's wand...his old one, the one that got broken. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. J.K.Rowling does. If I did, I wouldn't be posting here, I'd be making millions, dude!!
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Oh, my aching back! Merlin, that was a bad fall. Should have figured it was coming, though...Ron is always doing dumb things. And the trouble is, those random acts of stupidity often involve me. I mean, on trips to his school, I have to stay with his rat. His RAT, for goodness sakes! And that rat gets kind of hungry, if you know what I mean. Munch, munch, drool, drool. Rat drool stinks something awful! And its a terrible trial to try to get it off when you have no arms! Someone needs to set a trap for that nasty rodent before there's nothing left of my unicorn hair!
If that wasn't bad enough, he's always letting his brothers play silly tricks on me. Like the time they said they would change my color so I'd be beautiful. HA! I guess you'd consider me beautiful....that is if you were colorblind. His parents were NOT happy to hear I had become a *lovely* shade of neon orange, and belive me, neither was I.
And now this! The TREE attacked me!! And did Ron stand in the line of duty and save me from the awful beast like a noble gentleman? No, ickle Ronniekins was too busy saivng his own hide to keep me from nearly breaking my back. He was rightly angry afterwards, though. I was glad...until I realized that he was only worrying about what his mum would do to HIM than seeing if I was alright.
A wand just can't function right when its nearly severed. I mean, come on, don't you think it'd HURT to be broken in half? Belive me, it does, like the dickens. So he only deserves the trouble he's had with me since then. Hey, when Ron was burping up slugs, that was the happiest moment of my life. *gets dreamy look in eye* The green slime, the hours and hours of belching! All OVER the special services plaque. Ah.....
Yeah, I'd say life with Ron has its down sides. I wonder if Mr. Olivander takes wands back? But he'd never take ME back. There are some things that any number of baths won't take off. And one of those is neon orange house paint!
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A/N: Heehee!! So, if you want to help poor magical objects like Ron's wand, kindly give me 2 sickles and youl'll get a badge! Now, please review, or I'll be forced to have two wild animals attack you...namely, my brothers. *shivers* belive me, you don't want that, so REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. J.K.Rowling does. If I did, I wouldn't be posting here, I'd be making millions, dude!!
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Oh, my aching back! Merlin, that was a bad fall. Should have figured it was coming, though...Ron is always doing dumb things. And the trouble is, those random acts of stupidity often involve me. I mean, on trips to his school, I have to stay with his rat. His RAT, for goodness sakes! And that rat gets kind of hungry, if you know what I mean. Munch, munch, drool, drool. Rat drool stinks something awful! And its a terrible trial to try to get it off when you have no arms! Someone needs to set a trap for that nasty rodent before there's nothing left of my unicorn hair!
If that wasn't bad enough, he's always letting his brothers play silly tricks on me. Like the time they said they would change my color so I'd be beautiful. HA! I guess you'd consider me beautiful....that is if you were colorblind. His parents were NOT happy to hear I had become a *lovely* shade of neon orange, and belive me, neither was I.
And now this! The TREE attacked me!! And did Ron stand in the line of duty and save me from the awful beast like a noble gentleman? No, ickle Ronniekins was too busy saivng his own hide to keep me from nearly breaking my back. He was rightly angry afterwards, though. I was glad...until I realized that he was only worrying about what his mum would do to HIM than seeing if I was alright.
A wand just can't function right when its nearly severed. I mean, come on, don't you think it'd HURT to be broken in half? Belive me, it does, like the dickens. So he only deserves the trouble he's had with me since then. Hey, when Ron was burping up slugs, that was the happiest moment of my life. *gets dreamy look in eye* The green slime, the hours and hours of belching! All OVER the special services plaque. Ah.....
Yeah, I'd say life with Ron has its down sides. I wonder if Mr. Olivander takes wands back? But he'd never take ME back. There are some things that any number of baths won't take off. And one of those is neon orange house paint!
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A/N: Heehee!! So, if you want to help poor magical objects like Ron's wand, kindly give me 2 sickles and youl'll get a badge! Now, please review, or I'll be forced to have two wild animals attack you...namely, my brothers. *shivers* belive me, you don't want that, so REVIEW!