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Chapter Three
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Ron! Happy birthday to you!" everyone sang as Ron blew out the six candles on his chocolate cake.
Everybody clapped because he got them all out on his first try.
"Great job," sweetheart, said Molly, "Now let me cut the cake and you can start opening presents.
"Okay," Ron agreed eagerly. He loved presents, and he would be receiving a lot of them today. Aside from his family, his cousins, Courtney and Shelly would be giving him presents and so would his aunt and uncle. His other guests were Perkins, a friend of his father, and Perkins' wife, and also his friend, David Stevens and his parents.
"Open my present first!" Ginny, his five-year-old sister exclaimed.
Ron took her gift out of her hands. It was wrapped rather sloppily in hot pink wrapping paper. Ron didn't want to hurt her feelings though, so he thanked her and tore the paper off.
He grinned as a stuffed lion fell onto his lap.
"Mummy took me to buy it at the village," Ginny told him proudly, "I got you a lion so you could be a Gryffindor like everybody else!"
Ron hugged his little sister, "Thanks, Gin," he told her.
HE received some wonderful presents that day!
His aunt Carol and Uncle Patrick gave him clothes as usual, and Courtney and Shelley presented him with cards that they made themselves. David and his family gave Ron two Chudley Cannons posters, and six sickles because he was six years old. Perkins and his wife were rather old, and never had kids so they didn't really know how to shop for six year olds. Their gift to Ron was a copper hammer. Ron had no idea what he was supposed to do with that, but he took it anyway and thanked Perkins.
Ron turned eagerly to his family. . . he didn't open their presents yet. He just couldn't wait. Arthur grinned at his wife. The present that they bought for Ron was sort of expensive. They hoped that he'd like it.
Ron tore the paper off of the gift, and revealed. . . a toy broomstick!
"Thank you soooo soooo soooo much!!!" he exclaimed as he examined his broomstick. It was called a mini white wanderer. It could go as fast as ten miles an hour *and* fifteen feet high!
Ron couldn't wait to take it outside and play. Maybe he could play Quidditch with Bill and Charlie, and use their old Quidditch balls. Maybe they could fly to London on their brooms and play Quidditch on the 'Quidditch Patch de Merlin'. Ron was so caught up in his excitement that he didn't even realize Bill handing him his next present. It was a miniature dragon toy. It could breathe real flames. Ron thanked his brother and went on to his next present from Percy.
"Here you go, Ron," Percy said and handed him a heavy present. Ron smiled broadly. He knew that this present had to be amazing, it weighed about twenty pounds.
He quickly ripped the paper off and it revealed. . .
A Book.
A BOOK! Percy gave Ron a book, and he could barely read!
"Thanks, Percy," he said, and he tried to sound out the title. The first word he already knew. . . it was one of his favorite words of all. . . *Hogwarts* the second word was very easy. It was another word that Ron liked because it was so easy to spell. "A" The third word however was a bit hard.
"Hi-his-hiss-toe-rye-HISSTOERYE-History!" This book is called "Hogwarts, A History! Thanks Percy!"
The next present that Ron got was definitely the best yet. .. . . it was from Charlie, who was Ron's favourite brother.
Ron knew that this was going to be his best present. Even better than the broomstick maybe. . .
He opened it up slowly, and revealed. . . a real set of Quidditch balls and case!
Ron stared speechlessly at it. It was the best present he ever received in his entire life.
"Thank you, Charlie," he whispered, "This is the greatest!"
"Is that all the presents?" Molly asked, "Well why doesn't everyone join us in the living room. . . we can play a few games."
"NO!" shouted Fred and George together, "You forgot ours!"
"Thanks, guys," Ron said as the twins handed him a yellow wrapped gift.
"Your gonna love it," Fred said with a mischievous voice.
"Yeah, definitely," George agreed.
Ron smiled and tore the paper off. He couldn't quite figure out what it was. It looked like a blue blanket but he knew that the twins wouldn't give him something like that.
He looked at the blanket more closely. He really couldn't figure out what it was. Than all of the sudden it erupted into blue flames. The flames flew to Ron and made his arms and face completely blue!
Fred and George began laughing so hard they fell out of their chairs. Everyone else laughed at the joke too. Ron's eyes filled with tears. He couldn't believe Fred and George. How could they do that to him??
Since Fred and George didn't know very much magic, the trick didn't quite work. After a few seconds Ron's skin returned to it's normal color. . . than again it wasn't going back to normal. It was actually turning red because he was so embarrassed.
Ron tried to control himself, but everyone else was laughing at him. He could tell that his parents, and aunt and uncle, Perkins, his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Stevens and Bill and Charlie were starting to calm down, but Ron didn't care. Fred and George had struck again. It wasn't fair. They were always making a fool of Ron.
"Thanks a lot," Ron spat angrily. "You guys ruined my birthday! Just like you ruin everything!"
With that he ran to his room and burst into tears as he collapsed onto his bed. He hated his brothers. He hated his entire family. Nobody cared about him.
Ron wiped his eyes and rolled over.
"Someday, I'm gonna runaway," he muttered to himself, "than everyone will feel bad about making fun of me!"
TBC!
Please review everyone!
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Chapter Three
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Ron! Happy birthday to you!" everyone sang as Ron blew out the six candles on his chocolate cake.
Everybody clapped because he got them all out on his first try.
"Great job," sweetheart, said Molly, "Now let me cut the cake and you can start opening presents.
"Okay," Ron agreed eagerly. He loved presents, and he would be receiving a lot of them today. Aside from his family, his cousins, Courtney and Shelly would be giving him presents and so would his aunt and uncle. His other guests were Perkins, a friend of his father, and Perkins' wife, and also his friend, David Stevens and his parents.
"Open my present first!" Ginny, his five-year-old sister exclaimed.
Ron took her gift out of her hands. It was wrapped rather sloppily in hot pink wrapping paper. Ron didn't want to hurt her feelings though, so he thanked her and tore the paper off.
He grinned as a stuffed lion fell onto his lap.
"Mummy took me to buy it at the village," Ginny told him proudly, "I got you a lion so you could be a Gryffindor like everybody else!"
Ron hugged his little sister, "Thanks, Gin," he told her.
HE received some wonderful presents that day!
His aunt Carol and Uncle Patrick gave him clothes as usual, and Courtney and Shelley presented him with cards that they made themselves. David and his family gave Ron two Chudley Cannons posters, and six sickles because he was six years old. Perkins and his wife were rather old, and never had kids so they didn't really know how to shop for six year olds. Their gift to Ron was a copper hammer. Ron had no idea what he was supposed to do with that, but he took it anyway and thanked Perkins.
Ron turned eagerly to his family. . . he didn't open their presents yet. He just couldn't wait. Arthur grinned at his wife. The present that they bought for Ron was sort of expensive. They hoped that he'd like it.
Ron tore the paper off of the gift, and revealed. . . a toy broomstick!
"Thank you soooo soooo soooo much!!!" he exclaimed as he examined his broomstick. It was called a mini white wanderer. It could go as fast as ten miles an hour *and* fifteen feet high!
Ron couldn't wait to take it outside and play. Maybe he could play Quidditch with Bill and Charlie, and use their old Quidditch balls. Maybe they could fly to London on their brooms and play Quidditch on the 'Quidditch Patch de Merlin'. Ron was so caught up in his excitement that he didn't even realize Bill handing him his next present. It was a miniature dragon toy. It could breathe real flames. Ron thanked his brother and went on to his next present from Percy.
"Here you go, Ron," Percy said and handed him a heavy present. Ron smiled broadly. He knew that this present had to be amazing, it weighed about twenty pounds.
He quickly ripped the paper off and it revealed. . .
A Book.
A BOOK! Percy gave Ron a book, and he could barely read!
"Thanks, Percy," he said, and he tried to sound out the title. The first word he already knew. . . it was one of his favorite words of all. . . *Hogwarts* the second word was very easy. It was another word that Ron liked because it was so easy to spell. "A" The third word however was a bit hard.
"Hi-his-hiss-toe-rye-HISSTOERYE-History!" This book is called "Hogwarts, A History! Thanks Percy!"
The next present that Ron got was definitely the best yet. .. . . it was from Charlie, who was Ron's favourite brother.
Ron knew that this was going to be his best present. Even better than the broomstick maybe. . .
He opened it up slowly, and revealed. . . a real set of Quidditch balls and case!
Ron stared speechlessly at it. It was the best present he ever received in his entire life.
"Thank you, Charlie," he whispered, "This is the greatest!"
"Is that all the presents?" Molly asked, "Well why doesn't everyone join us in the living room. . . we can play a few games."
"NO!" shouted Fred and George together, "You forgot ours!"
"Thanks, guys," Ron said as the twins handed him a yellow wrapped gift.
"Your gonna love it," Fred said with a mischievous voice.
"Yeah, definitely," George agreed.
Ron smiled and tore the paper off. He couldn't quite figure out what it was. It looked like a blue blanket but he knew that the twins wouldn't give him something like that.
He looked at the blanket more closely. He really couldn't figure out what it was. Than all of the sudden it erupted into blue flames. The flames flew to Ron and made his arms and face completely blue!
Fred and George began laughing so hard they fell out of their chairs. Everyone else laughed at the joke too. Ron's eyes filled with tears. He couldn't believe Fred and George. How could they do that to him??
Since Fred and George didn't know very much magic, the trick didn't quite work. After a few seconds Ron's skin returned to it's normal color. . . than again it wasn't going back to normal. It was actually turning red because he was so embarrassed.
Ron tried to control himself, but everyone else was laughing at him. He could tell that his parents, and aunt and uncle, Perkins, his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Stevens and Bill and Charlie were starting to calm down, but Ron didn't care. Fred and George had struck again. It wasn't fair. They were always making a fool of Ron.
"Thanks a lot," Ron spat angrily. "You guys ruined my birthday! Just like you ruin everything!"
With that he ran to his room and burst into tears as he collapsed onto his bed. He hated his brothers. He hated his entire family. Nobody cared about him.
Ron wiped his eyes and rolled over.
"Someday, I'm gonna runaway," he muttered to himself, "than everyone will feel bad about making fun of me!"
TBC!
Please review everyone!
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