CHAPTER 8 INSIDE RON WEASLEY'S HEAD
I am Ron. Ron Weasley. Weasley sounds like weasel. I don't know if I like weasels. Ooh, ooh, ooh, aah, aah, aah. Banana. Monkeys are not apes. Oh, there is Hermimone. I am not Hermimone. Hermimone reminds me of a someone I used to know who cast spells. I'm hungry. Banana. Witches is what they are called. I wonder who came up with that name. Names are funny sometimes. I am Ron. Ooh, ooh. Aah, aah. Harry is my friend. He has a scar. I want a scar. Banana. Bunch of bananas.
Banana cream pie. Why do I love bananas? Everyone deserves a chance to fly. Where are my wings? Who took them and for what purpose on god's green earth? Ooh ooh. I want banana split. Large bunch of bananas. The usher is threadbare in coat. Harry is my friend. Why is he called Harry? Very similar to hairy. I wonder if he knows that. Monkeys are hairy. Harry is a monkey. Would I like a banana? Yes, please. Just got back from a funeral for my old friend Paddy due to he died. Where is wizard? Who is the wizard and what are his powers? I want banana split. Ooh, ooh.
Thanks for talking me down. I haven't been the easiest to be around. We're family. Bang my head against the wall. Do you want to help? Yes, I would. I'm not over it yet. I want to be. I thought we were going to talk. We don't have enough room in our lives for any of this. I'm not worried about me. No hiding in plain sight. I want my readers to know who I am. I don't know. I've got to do this.
Hermimone is cute. Ooh. Ooh. Aah. Aah. These are the sounds monkeys make especially when engaged in monkey business. I love Hermimone. Give me banana now. This lack of bananas makes me sick and spiteful.