Chapter Five: Ron the Bard
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I Am Not Crazy
Ginny:
As I neared the end of my tunnel I heard what I thought was singing. My heart soared. That was Ron singing! I never thought I'd be so happy to hear the lovely off-key styling's of Ron Weasley. I rushed out of the tunnel and was met by bright light. After my eyes adjusted, and I finally saw Ron, I wished I could stay blind.
Ron was dressed in something akin to a jester's suit in the colors of lime green and pink. I came near to throwing up. And he was drunk. At least he was acting drunk. Swaying on his feet whilst dancing around and singing some song about a dog or another. He sort of reminded me of one of those bards in the medieval times that sung about gallant knights saving fair ladies. However, Ron as a bard just doesn't work. At all. Sighing I went over to him cautiously.
Gulping, I tried to talk to him. "Hey…uhh. . . Ron? You okay?" He spun around grinning like he had won a million dollars. "Why hello Ginny! I must say that you are looking a little paler than normal. Care for a song to bring some color back to your cheeks?" He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to sing some other song I cared nothing for. I quickly interrupted him. "No! Ron I . . . uhh. . . Think we should maybe go find the others. I mean, aren't you even curious as to what is going on?"
He never stopped smiling. "Nope." He replied, bouncing around causing the bells on his pointed shoes to jingle. I shuddered in fear. Too happy. He was just way too happy! I tried again. "Ron, I REALLY think we need to go find the others. They must be worried by now. I mean, we are in a really creepy place, and I have to find this stuff for this guy, so I was wondering if maybe you would like to-," He was ignoring me. I sighed. "Aww screw this." I pointed the Big-Mega-Giant-Get-Back-There Machine at him and as a very colorful ray beam fired at him, he vanished in a puff of smoke. I placed the ray thingy under my arm and continued forward. If that was any indication as to what the others were up too, I had a bad feeling that I wasn't going to like what was coming up.