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This is written by two different people, Julia and Rosey.

Hi ya, Rosey here. Julia edited this chapter and I got bored of waiting for it to appear online, so here ye go.

It's Ron's take on the years at Hogwarts.

Book One

Harry Potter and the Scorers Stone or

Ron Weasley and the Scorers Stone

Chapter One

Shopping

"Ron!" Mrs. Weasley called over the heads of the crowd. "Ronald! Come here!"

Ron sighed and weaved his way back to his mother's side. They were standing outside of Gringotts, waiting for Fred, George, Percy and Ginny to meet them. They would arrive in Flourish and Blotts and then go to the bank, Ron knew the retinue. He had seen all five of his brothers do it before him, and now it was his turn to get the robes and the wands, which he knew would be hand-me-downs anyways.

"Hi mum." He said coming up to her. He was already a head taller then his plump mother, though he was only eleven and still had much more growing to do.

"Darling you have something on your nose." His mother said, reaching up to rub the spot of dust that was on his nose, he backed away, rubbing his nose furiously, embarrassed.

"There." he muttered. His mother gave him a look and stared into the crowd.

"There she is!" Mrs. Weasley said waving to the youngest Weasley, and only girl. "GINNY!" She yelled. Ginny's bright head appeared, her trademark Weasley hair shinning in the sun.

"Mum, why can't I get something?" she asked crossly coming up to them.

"Because we're going to get Ron's stuff, I doubt we'll be able to get him a wand of his own, let alone get you something this trip, GEORGE AND FRED!" She suddenly screamed.

The twins were scampering away towards Knocturn Alley, but their red hair made it obvious who they were. Mrs. Weasley pulled out her wand and summoned the twins to her. She grabbed each of them by an ear, twisting them slightly.

"OWWW!" The twins roared. Mrs. Weasley let go of the ears and started telling the twins off. Percy walked up, looking smug about something. But then again, Ron thought, when doesn't he.

"Hello mother." Percy said in his "I am the best" voice. Ron glared at his brother then stared into the crowd, wondering what would happen next.

"Okay children," Mrs. Weasley said, and the six of them gathered around. "I got out the money for the trip…" she paused then continued. "We'll go to get books first. Santre's Second Hand is a good place to start."

Ron groaned. Santre's Second Hand books smelled funny and every time he went in, he knew something must be rotting in one of the book selves. His mother gave him a sharp glance. "Is something wrong Ronald?"

"No mum." Ron answered, wishing his mother wouldn't call him Ronald and give the twins stuff to tease him about.

They moved as a group towards the run down book shop and entered, Ron holding his nose. As his mother got him the books for the coming year Ron looked at a small book entitled, "Fungus: Roots of Life. Includes everything from mildew to devil's snare, and how to keep them out of your house". It looked quite boring so he picked it up to see what devil's snare was. His mother called him and Ron put down the book, wondering if he could get a quidditch periodical, and forget about the book.

The bright sun on Diagon Alley had melted Ron's ice cream, and he was a mess. Looking around he saw a huge man, twice the size of a normal one, moving into the ice cream store. Ron wondered who he was but his mother called him again and they were off home. He sighed, wishing that he could afford new robes and a wand, instead of having to wear Bill's old robes and having to use Charlie's old wand. "I hate being the youngest boy in the family." He muttered to Ginny.

"You aren't the youngest." Ginny said, her brown eyes flashing. "You don't have to see all of you go off to school, while I stay home with mum."

"True." Ron mused.

"Be glad you get to go this year."

"Yeah but you get new robes and a new wand, 'cause you're the only girl."

"No, I get mum's old things." Ginny wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"They must have turned to dust by now." Ron said, astonished.

"No. mum got them out a while ago, they look quite new, thankfully, but they are awfully out of fashion." Ginny said sighing.

"The Hogwarts robes never change!"

"Yes but the dress robes and the dresses I have to wear are so ugly." Ginny frowned at something glinting on the road. She reached for it, but a white hand grabbed it before her.

A pale sneering boy looked at her then ran off. "I'll kill him!" Ron said, but Ginny grabbed his shirt.

"It was only a Knut Ron." Ginny said.

"Yeah, but he shouldn't have taken it."

"Relax Ron. I'm fine, no one was hurt."

"Here." Ron reached into his pocket and handed Ginny a Knut.

"No Ron. I'll be fine."

Ron forced it into his sister's hand. "You should've gotten it, so here it is." Ron said.

"Glad you'll stick up for me." Ginny said smiling and then she ran to catch up with their mother.

"No I won't!" Ron muttered furiously to himself.