Yeah, I don't own this either.
Ron hated this.
Okay, so he'd put up with going into a forest. That was actually kind of fun. But then good ol' Rowling made him afraid of spiders.
Yeah, not so fun after that.
And then-this was great-she decided that a roof would cave in near him, so that he was stuck in this little confined space with a person that was clinically insane.
But this one took the cake. Really, who wouldn't want to be dragged across a damp lawn? Come on, that was every kid's dream, right?
Oh yeah, and the dog? He was just a big puppy, right? And the fact that that same dog was biting on his leg hard enough to rip it off had nothing to do with anything, did it Jo?
And the broken leg? That was just a little mis-print. It really doesn't hurt when you think about, does it Ronnie?
Ron really hoped J.K. would let Harry get here before the dog did anything really nasty to him.
Oh, this is great, steps. Just getting dragged up the steps by this arm, ladie-da. Yeah, this doesn't hurt at all, really, don't worry about old Ron.
Ouch, splinter in back. Ouch, that really, really hurts.
Finally, we're in the room. This is our final destination, Jo? Nothing a little spiffier, like the Hilton? Or someplace with a real bed, at least?
Wait, you're not making him change, are you?
Yeah, you are. Thank you, Jo, you just made Ron's day. So he's really Sirius Black, huh? Never saw that one coming...
Okay, so I did. But if you don't want your characters knowing what's going to happen, you really shouldn't leave your notes out on the hard drive where they are so easily accessible.
Umm...he's coming towards me. With his wand pointing at my body. (Which really hurts, by the way. No, not the wand! My body! Gosh, some people are so dense.)
And Harry comes to save the day. Jo, you need to get some new material, 'cause I'm really getting tired of playing damsel in distress.
Pointless and weird, just the way I like it. So, you like Ron's little cameo? Good, tell me about it.
