Story title: Ron's Afro
Chapter title: Unwanted Visitors
Date posted: Monday, June 26, 2006
Rating: PG13 (or T)
A/N: Hey everybody. This is my second fic and I am proud to say that I've finally got off my lazy butt and started writing! Well, I'd just like to say, "ENJOY!" Oh, and chapter 1 may not be TOO funny. Sorry. By the way, you should read my first story, Girl Lessons.
It was a glorious summer day at the Burrow. Everything was quiet and peaceful. Not a cloud in the sky. Nothing moved. It was as if everything had fallen into a deep slumber.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" screeched a shrill voice.
Never mind.
"GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
"Coming, Mum!" yelled a gangly teen of about 17 years as he stumbled down the stairs. The first thing that you might notice about this particular teen is that his head appears to be on fire. In which case, you might yell, "OM MY GOD!" and attempt to put it out with a water spell.
However, upon closer inspection, you will see that this "fire" is actually just a long, curly, tangled-up mess of bright red hair. One that is familiar with Ron's personal life might say, "GOOD LORD! IT'S WORSE THAN HERMIONE'S HAIR! WHAT DID YOU DO TO IT?" However, Ron's family was use to it by now.
"Ron, dear, we are going to be late!" said Mrs. Weasley in a rushed tone.
"Where are we going again?" Ron asked sheepishly.
"Why, I do believe that Ickle Ronniekins has actually forgotten where she is going!" came the cheerful voice of Fred, Ron's older brother.
"My dear brother, you couldn't be more correct!" came the cheery voice of George, Fred's twin. The infamous Weasley twins swaggered into the room.
"What are you two doing here?" asked Ron in a hateful tone.
Fred and George mocked a look of hurt.
"Aren't you glad to see us, Ickle Ronniek-"
"Oh shut it! We have to go…somewhere…and we are going to be late if we stick around talking to you!"
George leaned over to Fred and whispered, "It must be that time of the month for our poor Ickle Ronniekins!" Fred sniggered.
Mrs. Weasley sighed, exasperated.
"Fred, George, it's not like we don't enjoy your company, but we really do have to be going."
"Then we'll make this quick!" said Fred as he handed Ron a stack of index cards.
"Those are our business cards. You know, for the joke shop!"
"We need you to hand those out to students when you go back to Hoggy Warty."
But before they could say anything else about the shop, Mrs. Weasley pushed Ron out the door and shoved him into the muggle car that Mr. Weasley had recently bought.
"HAVE FUN AT THE BEAUTY SHOP!" yelled the twins before Mrs. Weasley sped wildly down the road.
I wonder what they meant by that… thought Ron. But this was quickly put out of his mind as he thought back to just a few weeks ago. He didn't know how Harry had done it, but he had defeated Voldermort. Ron and Hermione had helped with the horcruxes, but they had not been with Harry when he battled Voldermort. They had been battling death eaters at the time. They had taken down Lucious Malfoy and many of the other death eaters, but they had yet to find Snape. However, they decided that he was of no real danger when his master was dead, so that could wait until next summer. They had decided to come to Hogwarts to finish up their last year in peace, and perhaps train to become aurors.
Ron sighed happily as he laid back and wondered where he was going. The poor fool had no idea that this day would be the first day of a new, strange life.
