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[ID: a graphic with a blue celestial background, featuring Draco, Harry, and Ron floating above a country manor with art by @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm]

One of the things that I almost never see Ron fans complain about as much as I think they could is the whole Prefect subplot that he has in OoTP. Cause pretty much, when Prefect letters come out before the start of the school year, legit EVERYONE is shocked when Ron gets the badge instead of Harry. It’s honestly a really interesting scene character-wise because NO ONE comes out of the situation looking good. The twins literally say the words “we thought that it would’ve been Harry,” and Molly takes a full page before she’s even able to comprehend that Ron has actually been singled out for having done something good. Even Hermione, who had been ecstatic when she thought that it was Harry who had got the letter, then has to do a bunch of backtracking and stuttering when she realizes that no, her fellow Gryffindor Prefect will in fact be Ron. It’s a really telling moment for Harry’s character as well, since it’s pretty much the only time when he gets a taste of Ron’s side of things. He’s jealous of his best friend for essentially the first time ever, and really struggles with how he feels about Ron “besting” him. 

It’s honestly one of my favorite moments in the whole series, not only because it features something good happening for Ron, (not to mention that this is one of the only occasions outside of Philosopher’s Stone where Dumbledore formally acknowledges Ron’s badass-ery), but because it makes clear that there are other measures of bravery besides just *being Harry Potter*, a fact which can sometimes get a little lost in the kerfuffle of everything.

But then at the end of OoTP, R*wling just goes LMAO FUCK ALL OF THAT DEEP INTROSPECTION AND MEANING, because it turns out that in actuality, the only reason that Ron was made a Prefect was because Dumbledore thought that Harry “had enough on his plate already” and didn’t want to give him any more pressure. So Harry really was the worthier Gryffindor all along and had no reason to be jealous because obviously Ron is stupid and incompetent and can never once be better in anything.

Um…Excuse me, Joanne? WHY DID YOU RUIN THAT ABSOLUTELY PERFECT SCENE WITH SOME HALF-ASSED BULLSHIT????????

like my god, i get the idea that hes anti-slytherin or whatever, but some ppl just morph him into smth entirely different

i want a ron au where at first hes like “oh..” when harry is in slytherin but he later gets over that and hnderstands that ur house doesnt define you as a person.

I was reading one of the metas about Dumbledore saying in The King's Cross chapters that he relied on Hermione to slow Harry down regarding the Deathly Hallows, and I can't help but agree that Ron was missing in the line. It should have been relied on Hermione and Ron to slow Harry down, because I have a feeling that Hermione can't fully rein Harry in, and she would need Ron's help to do so. I would like your thoughts on this.

OH MAH GAWD AS USUAL I HAVE OPINIONS ON THIS.

Honestly the whole "oh Harry you brave brave man" was already pretty annoying to me who is completely frigid to Harry's character but okay, why not, he's the hero and protagonist, we absolutely need him to be flooded in compliments so we know what to praise him for.

But then.

But then.

Of course JKR couldn't resist having her actual author's mouthpiece compliment her literal self-insert. When you realize this is JKR throwing herself flowers you just... lose any appreciation for that scene.

Dumbledore patted Harry’s hand, and Harry looked up at the old man and smiled; he could not help himself. How could he remain angry with Dumbledore now? ‘Why did you have to make it so difficult?’ Dumbledore’s smile was tremulous. ‘I am afraid I counted on Miss Granger to slow you up, Harry. I was afraid that your hot head might dominate your good heart. I was scared that, if presented outright with the facts about those tempting objects, you might seize the Hallows as I did, at the wrong time, for the wrong reasons. If you laid hands on them, I wanted you to possess them safely. You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death. He accepts that he must die, and understands that there are far, far worse things in the living world than dying.’ - Deathly Hallows

(also notice how Rowling makes such a big deal about how there are things so much worse than death, but she's ok with Harry torturing someone while going through ridiculous loops to ensure Harry never has to actually kill Voldemort. Because killing a murderous maniac in self-defense is worse than literal torture according to Rowling. Thanks for this lesson in morality... I guess???)

Ok, so Hermione was supposed to slow Harry down, ok why not...

...

Except... that's absolutely not what happened.

Remember what happened instead?

‘Dumbledore usually let me find out stuff for myself. He let me try my strength, take risks. This feels like the kind of thing he’d do.’ ‘Harry, this isn’t a game, this isn’t practice! This is the real thing, and Dumbledore left you very clear instructions: find and destroy the Horcruxes! That symbol doesn’t mean anything, forget the Deathly Hallows, we can’t afford to get sidetracked –’ Harry was barely listening to her. He was turning the Snitch over and over in his hands, half expecting it to break open, to reveal the Resurrection Stone, to prove to Hermione that he was right, that the Deathly Hallows were real. [...] They packed up the tent next morning and moved on through a dreary shower of rain. The downpour pursued them to the coast, where they pitched the tent that night, and persisted through the whole week, through sodden landscapes which Harry found bleak and depressing. He could think only of the Deathly Hallows. It was as though a flame had been lit inside him that nothing, not Hermione’s flat disbelief nor Ron’s persistent doubts, could extinguish. And yet the fiercer the longing for the Hallows burned inside him, the less joyful it made him. He blamed Ron and Hermione: their determined indifference was as bad as the relentless rain for dampening his spirits, but neither could erode his certainty, which remained absolute. Harry’s belief in and longing for the Hallows consumed him so much that he felt quite isolated from the other two and their obsession with the Horcruxes. [...] As the weeks crept on, Harry could not help but notice, even through his new self-absorption, that Ron seemed to be taking charge. Perhaps because he was determined to make up for having walked out on them: perhaps because Harry’s descent into listlessness galvanised his dormant leadership qualities, Ron was the one now encouraging and exhorting the other two into action. [...] But not until March did luck favour Ron at last. Harry was sitting in the tent entrance, on guard duty, staring idly at a clump of grape hyacinths that had forced their way through the chilly ground, when Ron shouted excitedly from inside the tent. [...] Harry could feel Ron shaking. [...] ‘HERMIONE!’ Ron bellowed, and he started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. ‘HERMIONE!’ [...] ‘Dobby, no, don’t die, don’t die –’ The elf’s eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words. ‘Harry … Potter …’ And then with a little shudder the elf became quite still, and his eyes were nothing more than great, glassy orbs sprinkled with light from the stars they could not see. [...] ‘I want to do it properly,’ were the first words which Harry was fully conscious of speaking. ‘Not by magic. Have you got a spade?’ And shortly afterwards he had set to work, alone, digging the grave in the place that Bill had shown him at the end of the garden, between bushes. He dug with a kind of fury, relishing the manual work, glorying in the non-magic of it, for every drop of his sweat and every blister felt like a gift to the elf who had saved their lives. [...] The steady rhythm of his arms beat time with his thoughts. Hallows… Horcruxes… Hallows… Horcruxes… yet he no longer burned with that weird, obsessive longing. Loss and fear had snuffed it out: he felt as though he had been slapped awake again. - Deathly Hallows

Yeah... it wasn't Hermione's saintly good heart and patience that got Harry to stop being an idiot. It was Dobby.

More specifically, Dobby dying.

If every time I was obsessed with something it took someone dying to snap out of it I'd have the police on my ass.

As a teen, he didn't particularly like chores and there was always someone to pick up after him. (Molly, the house elves at hogwarts) He wasn't a slob just a bit messy and disorganized. It was small things like forgetting to make the bed, leaving a dirty dish or two just waiting for someone to pick it up, the stray piece of clothing here or there.

The build up was an amalgamation of hobbies and spur of the moment choices. When Fred died he tried to help pick up the slack in the household when everyone else was too tired to. He complained less about doing chores even going as far as volunteering to do small ones.

One day when he woke up early cause of a nightmare he thought he would try cooking. He was the only one awake for now, but no doubt his mother would be up soon to start making breakfast. Why not surprise her. Casting a quick silencio so he doesn't wake anyone up, he started making his first "meal." In the end, he ended up with a blob of overcooked eggs (he decided to just plop them all at once) and slightly burnt bacon. (after a round of ones that were burnt to a crisp) Molly was rightfully angry that he cooked by himself with no supervision FOR THE FIRST TIME SHE COULD SMELL THE BURNT FOOD IN THE AIR but appreciative nontheless.

This started the saga of Ron being Molly's go to when she need help in the kitchen. Slowly it went from simple breakfasts, to more complicated dishes, to baking, to how to pick out the best ingredients, to growing them and making ingredients from scratch.

A series of unfortunate events in the Ron learning to do chores later (all the way from cleaning to fixing household objects) Ron was actually getting quite good at it and has only gotten better over time.

I FINISHED!!!!

Its funny cause since I started this in like, February, you can see my drawing style shift a bit, lol.

Oh boy, did I feel sad drawing the end :,D

The Weasleys

holy crap remember these babies and when these mad instances were an “excellent adventure” to them and they were eager   for    more   ?

Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley were instinctively set to become the Marauders 2.0 without all the Voldemort/prophesy/lifethreatening nonsense and no one can tell me otherwise.

✨We are super excited that Dronarry Fest 2023 will be kicking off in just a few short weeks! ✨

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Dronarry Fest is a fic and art fest specifically dedicated to the characters of Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter, either as a triad (Dronarry) or as pairs (Drarry, Dron, Ronarry). All works must feature all three characters in significant capacity either as romantic interests or in a platonic dynamic of some description. 

Timeline Prompting Opens: October 6th  Prompting Closes: November 5th  Claiming Starts: November 6th  Claiming Closes: February 5th  Submissions Due: February 19th  Posting Begins: March 6th*, with reveals to follow

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It’s a normal day, the three of them in the library. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Harry had said something that made Hermione laugh.

And Ron? Ron can’t help but to stare. Stare at the crinkles around her beautiful brown eyes. Stare at her curled that bounce and shake with her laughter. His chest hurts when he looks at her, it hurts with an ache that he for some reason enjoys. It feels a bit like he might drown from the overwhelming amount of love and fondness he feels for her.

It makes sense, he thinks. Everything and everyone always said one of them would end up with her. It was how the world worked. And really, who wouldn’t love Hermione? She was the most brilliant person he’d ever known.

He glanced towards Harry and felt his chest tighten when he saw the fond look on the smaller boys face.

Green eyes that held such a softness that Ron ached to see them directed at him. A small little smile that made something warm and soft form in his stomach. Glasses that were slipping just slightly too far down a nose in such a familiar way that a bubble of fond exasperation exploded in his chest.

Later that night he would lay in bed, painfully aware of the familiar breathing only a few feet away from him.

No one had warned him about this.

Everyone always said one of them would end up with Hermione. He knew it was always believed that he would and Harry would end up with Ginny.

The idea has always upset him before, how everyone had these roles they wanted the three of them to fit into. How his baby sister was being sucked into it too.

Maybe he should feel disgusted with himself. Terrible that he was being so selfish. But the realization felt like coming home, as if, of course this would be the next step. Of course he wanted to spend the rest of his life with both of his best friends. Of course his future would forever be intertwined with theirs.

He’s in love with Hermione Granger, a fact that no one would be surprised about. But he’s also in love with Harry Potter, something no one would have expected.