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━━  HELLO ! ! WELCOME  ;  this is an independent, selective and mutually exclusive role-play blog for Harry Potter's Ron Weasley. Present here you'll find my original, very headcanon based and canon divergent portrayal of him. You can call me Lua, I'm 22 and below you'll find some useful links ~

━     ❛  @championmourned​  ❜    .    𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜   .   “  i love when our lips meet . ”

AZURE  EYES  FLUTTERED  OPEN  AS  a  delighted  smile  takes  over  his  handsome  features  ━━━━  in  Cedric's  lap  Ron  truly  was  his  happiest,  there  was  no  other  place  in  the  world  where  he  felt  quite  so  loved  and  safe.  The  other's  words  only  served  to  make  him  feel  giddier,  a  nice  warmth  in  the  pit  of  his  stomach  which  he  could  only  describe  as  pure  delight.  ❛    I  do  too,  Ced...    ❜  Ron  mewled,  shy  under  the  other's  gaze  yet  so  happy  and  in  love  he  couldn't  bring  himself  to  hide  his  face  against  Cedric's  neck  as  he  would  have  done.

━     ❛  @lavnders​  ❜    .    𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜   .   “  you owe me a kiss . ”

A  MISCHIEVOUS  GLINT  TOOK  HOLD  OF  his  incredibly  blue  eyes  as  he  heard  her  words  ━━━━  she  often  utters  the  same  sentece  many  times  throughout  their  days,  and  most  of  the  time  Ron  simply  leans  down  and  kisses  her  silly.  That  day  though,  he  was  feeling  a  bit  cheeky    ;    a  bit  strung  up  and  needy,  so  he  decided  to  tease  her  a  bit.  Ronald  wasn't  often  one  to  tease,  never  one  to  deny  affection  to  anyone  and  yet  the  prospect  of  having  Lavender  tease  him  back  was  what  prompted  him  to  act  out  a  little  bit.  ❛    Oh,  do  I?    ❜  he  asked,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side  in  fake  curiosity,  barely  containing  the  sassy  smirk  taking  hold  of  his  handsome  face.

━     ❛  @lavnders​  ❜    .    𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜   .   “ it's okay. i couldn't sleep anyway . ”

THE  LONG  HAIRED  BOY  FELT  BAD  FOR  bothering  his  girlfriend  ━━━━  it  wasn't  often  that  he  would  sneak  into  the  girls'  quarters,  but  he  had  been  feeling  needy  and  he  missed  her.  So  silently,  Ron  had  made  his  way  up  the  girls'  tower  and  tried  to  climb  into  Lavender's  bed  as  slowly  as  he  could.  He  just  wanted  to  be  close  to  her,  and  it  was  something  they  did  enough  for  her  not  to  be  shocked  by  his  presence.  He  immediately  apologised  when  he  realised  Lavender  had  not  been  asleep  though  she  quickly  reassured  him  it  was  okay.  ❛    I  couldn't  sleep  and  I  missed  you...    ❜  he  whispered,  voice  low  and  deep  trying  not  to  wake  the  other  girls.

THEY   STILL   HAD   A   FEW   MINUTES   BEFORE   THE   TRAIN   EVEN   STARTED   BOARDING,   SO   BLAISE   WAS   IN   NO   RUSH   TO   MOVE.   he   managed   to   keep   out   of   the   way   of   all   the   people   moving   and   running   around   which   was   a   good   thing   because   he   wasn’t   a   fan   of   being   shoved   around   for   the   sake   of   others   rudeness.   as   he   looked   the   other   up   and   down   and   paid   attention   to   his   words,   a   chuckle   travelled   past   his   lips,   “welcome   to   life   as   a   proper   pureblood   of   the   sacred   28.”   blaise   said   simply,   but   there   was   an   undertone   of   amusement   in   his   voice   and   if   it   were   publicly   acceptable,   he   would   open   his   arms   wide   and   spin   for   the   sake   of   adding   flair   to   his   statement.   however,   blaise   would   never   embarrass   himself   by   doing   something   so   outrageous   in   the   public   eye.   so   instead,   his   hand   came   up   to   clap   the   redhead   on   his   shoulder.  

“most   of   us   have   been   doing   this   since   we   were   toddlers.   for   the   sacred   28   families,   there   is   a   politics   to   everything.   there   are   certain   behaviors,   clothing   attires   for   different   events,   it’s   a   different   life   all   together.”   checking   his   watch   and   seeing   that   they   still   had   a   bit   more   time,   blaise   continued,   “it’s   not   as   strict   as   it   sounds   though.   once   you   get   used   to   it,   it’s   like   second   nature.”   to   be   honest,   most   of   the   families   that   practiced   such   ways   didn’t   complain   about   everything   the   life   involved   because   they   pretty   much   didn’t   know   any   better.   for   the   kids   that   followed   ‘the   old   ways’   as   blaise   personally   referred   to   it,   those   kids   were   taught   from   the   moment   they   started   to   talk.   “as   for   my   summer,   i   went   to   italy.   mother   got   married   again,   “stepfather   number   6.”   THE   SLYTHERIN   SAID   WITH   AS   MUCH   CHEER   AS   HE   COULD   FAKE.

RON  HAD  BEEN  BLAISE'S  FRIEND  LONG  enough  to  pick  up  on  the  amusement  in  his  tone  as  he  welcomed  him  into  the  world  of  purebloods,  and  in  reaction  to  that  he  simply  huffed,  rolling  his  blue  eyes  down  at  the  other  boy.  ❛  Thanks,  mate.  ❜  he  replied  ironically,  and  kept  himself  from  being  bumped  into  by  kids  running  around.  Essentially,  Ron  knew  all  about  pureblood  culture  and  their  traditions,  but  he  had  never  been  raised  like  that,  so  to  be  forced  into  it  now  was  a  bit  overwhelming  though  Draco  had  helped  a  lot.  And  apparently,  according  to  Lucius  Malfoy,  Ron  was  a  natural  at  it  whatever  that  meant.  ❛  I  know,  I  mean  da━  ❜  the  word  got  caught  in  his  throat  as  he  remembered  he  no  longer  had  a  father.  ❛  Arthur  was  raised  like  that,  he  just  decided  not  to  raise  his  children  like  proper  purebloods.  ❜  There  was  resentment  in  Ron's  soothing  voice  ━━━━  resentment  for  his  father,  for  their  family,  for  the  fact  that  he  had  denied  them  of  their  traditions  and  rights.  ❛  Still,  I'm  not  sure  I  can  stand  many  more  fancy  dinners,  Blaise.  ❜  Ron  joked,  amping  up  the  fake  despair  in  his  voice.

While  he  had  been  friends  with  Blaise  for  long,  Ron  was  still  unsure  if  the  other  considered  him  a  good  friend  or  not,  or  if  he  had  the  intimacy  to  console  his  friend  over  such  delicate  family  matters.  So  Ron  simply  patted  him  on  the  shoulder,  a  silently  show  of  support.  ❛  Italy  sounds  fun  though.  ❜  he  commented,  thinking  that  Italy  suited  Blaise  a  lot.  ❛  Sure  sounds  sunnier  than  bloody  Wiltshire.  ❜  Ron  had  missed  the  sunshine,  and  probably  looked  paler  than  most  people  after  the  summer,  but  no  matter  ━━━━  despite  his  petty  complaints  this  had  been  one  of  the  best  summers  he  had  had.  Ron  soon  heard  the  boarding  call,  and  grabbed  his  trunk.  ❛  Are  you  excited  to  go  back?  ❜  he  asked  as  they  slowly  made  their  way  into  the  train.

EMBRACE      LIFTS      WORRIES      OFF      SHOULDERS      ,      body      against      his      quieting      endless      string      of      thoughts      ,      undoubtedly      :      smile      pulls      at      his      lips      on      her      neck.        ❝        i      missed      you      too      ,      and      terribly      i      might      add.      it’s      been      rather      boring.        ❞        he      :      a      welcome      escape      from      endless      books      and      parchment      —      certainly      she’d      run      out      of      ink      soon.      laughter      falls       ,      digits      mindlessly      tracing      lightly      over      his      arms      ,      aims      to      tease.        ❝        no      actually      ,      i      think      it’s      just      you      this      time.      do      you      think       he      makes      sure      to      include      it      in      his      lesson      plans      ?        ❞        

THE  BOY  GROANED  AND  NODDED  against  her  neck,  it  had  been  an  incredibly  boring  and  tiring  week,  with  quidditch  practice  and  so  many  assignments  they  had  barely  had  any  time  to  spend  together.  ❛  I  know,  and  I  hate  that  we  didn't  get  to  spend  a  lot  of  time  together  this  week...  ❜  he  complained,  whiny  tone  taking  over  his  soothing  voice.  The  feeling  of  her  fingertips  tracing  light  patterns  over  his  arms  made  him  smile  and  relax  even  further,  just  being  close  to  her  making  his  heart  queit  and  the  anxiety  that  usually  coursed  through  his  veins  disappear.    At  Lavender's  confession  he  groaned  once  more,  how  could  the  man  hate  him  so  much?

SMILE      GRACES      LIPS      ,      upturned      corners      and      burning      cheeks      ━━      sweetness      upon      tongue      ,      he      :      causing      warmth      to      spread      across      chest.        ❝        maybe      when      we’re      done      we      could      both      spend      some      time      out      there      instead.        ❞        shining      irises      ,      childlike      excitement      and      mind      dares      drift      to      the      sun’s      warmth      on      skin      ,      the      feeling      of      grass      beneath      her      ━━      undoubtedly      ,      with      company      she      could      not      refuse.

❝        and      who      says      that      ?      just      because      some      people      might      think      that      :      INCLUDING      YOURSELF      ,      doesn’t      make      it      true.      i      happen      to      think      you’re      very      bright.        ❞        something      genuine      lingers      in      her      tone      ,        flicker      of      curiosity      pooling      in      earth      toned      hues      ━━      if      possible      ,      even      warmer      cheeks.      nothing      but      soft      smiles     and      the      best      of      intentions      ,      averting      gaze      to      focus      on      parchment      with      one      too      many      scratched      out      words.        ❝        oh      ,      right      !      it’s      yesterday’s      assignment      actually.        ❞

THE  YOUNGEST  WEASLEY  BROTHER  GROWS  more  excited  at  her  suggestion  ━━━━━  not  only  the  idea  of  going  outside  appealing  but  made  even  more  exciting  by  the  fact  he'd  have  Lavender's  company.  ❛  Yeah,  for  sure.  We  could  go  down  to  Hagrid's  and  see  if  he'll  let  us  steal  some  of  his  strawberries  !  ❜  Ron  suggested,  impossibly  blue  eyes  sparkling  with  mirth,  he  had  always  been  a  nature  boy    ;    four  walls  feeling  too  small  for  him,  Ron's  spirit  craved  to  be  outside,  and  now  that  he  knew  Lavender  would  like  to  be  out  there  with  him  he  was  practically  glowing.

AVERTED      GAZE      ,      curve      of      her      lips      hinting      amusement      as      digits      turn      page      :      ADVANCED      POTION   -   MAKING.      legs      remain      resting      on      his      lap      ,      the      sound      of      a      hum      from      pursed      lips      as      irises      finally      lift.        ❝        well      ,      this      was      our      idea      :      NO      DISTRACTIONS      ,      or      something      like      that      until      we      both      finished      this      essay.        ❞        teasing      tone      falls      sweetly      from      lips      ━━      easily      shifts      closer      ,      soft      brush      of      lips      against      his      jaw.      COULD      SHE      EVER      TRULY      DENY      HIM      ANYTHING      ?        ❝        how      about      :      we      have      a      go      at      this      for      one      more      hour      ,      and      then      we’ll      take      a      break.      or      am      i      just      that      incredibly      distracting      that      it      simply      won’t      work      ?        ❞      softness      in      laughter      bubbles      up      ,      isn't      he      aware      ?      he’s      already      long      pulled      her      attention      from      potions      and      their      ingredients.

YOU’RE      BEING      MEAN      :      @wslaey.·

THAT  TONE  OF  VOICE  WAS  SO  FAMILIAR  to  him  ━━━━  soft  and  sweet,  falling  from  her  lovely  lips  as  she  teased  him.  The  way  her  lips  brush  against  his  jaw  causes  him  to  let  out  a  soft  whimper,  teeth  making  tiny  indents  on  his  bottom  lip  as  he  tried  not  to  simply  pull  her  into  his  lap  and  kiss  her  senseless.  Blue  eyes  look  at  her,  their  azure  colour  almost  gone  ━━━━  pupil  blown  wide  at  her  advances.  Lavendar  was  the  only  one  who  could  leave  him  so  breathless,  so  riled  up  with  a  simple  giggle  or  touch  ━━━━  she  was  enchanting  and  he  was  completely  gone  for  her.  ❛  I  think  you  know  the  answer  to  that,  Lav...  ❜  Ron  said,  voice  deep    ;    almost  a  purr,  smooth  and  rich  as  his  hands  made  their  way  to  cup  her  face  softly.

DAPHNE  FELT  HER  CHEEKS  GROW  HOT  . She could only imagine the state of her complexion , picturing it to likely be flushing the same brilliant scarlett that cascaded down past Ronald’s shoulders .  She did her best to ignore the embarrassment pricking at her skin , not wanting to encourage it any further . Truthfully , his query had her stumped . Her lips moved to respond , but to her dismay , no words could be mustered . Her mind reeled , desperate for an answer that embodied some degree of intelligence . No such answer presented itself , how could it ? She did not know what she was trying to brew , and even if she did she wouldn’t have the first idea of how to go about brewing it . She remained mute , hoping the question could pass as rhetorical . 

She listened intently as he spoke , not wanting to mishear a single syllable . ❝ That’s good to know , thank you ! ❞ She wanted to wince . Of course she had picked the most difficult substance . Most would choose to just abandon the mission all together at this point - admit they had asked for the wrong phial . But Daphne was far too committed now , she had already made herself look an utter fool and to back pedal at this late stage just seemed far too mortifying to even comprehend . 

Her heart practically leapt out of her chest at his recommendation , a beaming smile now taking the place of her previously forlorn expression  . ❝ I honestly can’t thank you enough . I’m not sure what’s wrong with me today - I promise I’m usually not this hopeless .  ❞ It wasn’t a complete lie . In her other subjects she was extremely competent ; often the student others seeked for guidance when they were lost . She hoped that fact would help sell the fib , that maybe he wouldn’t brand her as completely clueless . ❝ I really appreciate all your help . ❞ 

Her brow furrowed slightly at his second query , a heavy sigh slipping past her lips and filling the space between them . ❝ Draco refuses to partner with me anymore . ❞ Traitor . It had been far simpler convincing people she had a handle on the subject when Draco had deigned to assist her . He took charge of the brewing , while she fetched and stayed well out of the way ; a perfect partnership , she had thought . She was certain it hadn’t been her fault when the pair received an EE , as opposed to their typical O in one of their assignments - she hadn’t even touched the potion for merlin’s sake ! But that hadn’t mattered to Draco , he dropped her soon after that , leaving her to fend for herself .

❝ I’m supposed to be paired with Pansy , but she’s not exactly the most … proactive of students . ❞ The fact infuriated Daphne to no end . She would give anything to have Pansy’s alchemistic talent , however , her friend seemed hell bent upon wasting it . ❝ So I have the great pleasure of deciding everything . ❞ 

THE  YOUNGEST  WEASLEY  BROTHER  WATCHED  with  something  akin  to  amusement  how  the  emotions  on  Daphne's  face  changed  so  quickly  ━━━━━  from  flustered,  to  embarrassed  to  something  sort  of  like  frustration.  It  was  oddly  endearing  and  he  couldn't  help  his  eyes  from  softening  as  he  looked  down  at  her.  ❛  Hey,  it's  okay,  potions  sucks  and  Snape  doesn't  exactly  make  it  easier.  ❜  Ron  pointed  out,  trying  to  soothe  her.  He  wasn't  one  to  judge  anyone  on  their  academic  accomplishments,  it  wasn't  any  of  his  business  plus  he  was  sure  pretty  much  anyone  was  smarter  than  him.

Her  next  words  surprised  him,  for  Ron  hadn't  really  been  paying  attention  in  class  much.  He  never  really  did  ━━━━━━  going  through  the  motions  during  the  classes  he  had  no  interest  in,  and  that  included  his  peers  lives  and  relationships.  He  knew  of  Harry  and  Hermione  because  they  were  his  closest  friends,  knew  of  Ginny  because  she  was  his  little  sister  therefore  it  was  his  duty  to  protect  her  but  other  than  those  people,  Ron  was  pretty  much  clueless.  He  could  vaguely  recall  something  about  an  EE  and  a  discussion  but  other  than  that  he  had  no  clue  as  to  why  Malfoy  refused  to  pair  up  with  Daphne.  ❛  Malfoy  is  a  prat  even  to  people  in  his  house,  huh?  ❜  Ron  winced  in  sympathy  for  her,  according  to  Hermione,  Pansy  Parkinson  was  an  infuriating  partner  to  have.

CLOSED STARTER // (DRACO) for @wslaey

ARRIVING   AT   THE   PLATFORM   TO   GO   BACK   TO   HOGWARTS   ALWAYS   GAVE   DRACO   MIXED   FEELINGS.   on   one   hand   the   young   malfoy   was   displeased   to   be   going   back   because   he   was   leaving   his   childhood   home   for   months   at   a   time   with   only   letters   and   care-packages   from   his   mother   to   keep   him   going.   on   the   other   hand,   the   blond   was   glad   to   be   going   back   to   hogwarts   because   the   huge   magical   castle   had   become   his   home   away   from   home,   and   the   friends   he’d   made   were   like   family   at   this   point.   the   malfoy   family   had   arrived   at   the   platform   a   bit   later   than   their   usual   time,   but   it   was   still   before   the   train   took   off   at   11.   after   a   hug   goodbye   from   his   mother   and   a   simple,   indifferent   pat   on   the   shoulder   from   his   father,   the   young   heir   was   off.   he   boarded   the   train   and   went   to   the   slytherin   section   to   greet   and   briefly   discuss   summers   with   his   slytherin   acquaintances,   before   he   headed   back   down   the   train   to   find   his   true   friends.

in   his   first   year   of   hogwarts,   all   eyes   had   been   on   him   and   his   interactions   with   gryffindor’s   own   hermione   granger,   harry   potter,   and   ron   weasley.   due   to   the   clear   rivalry   going   on,   other   students   seemed   to   always   be   on   the   lookout   for   who   was   going   to   set   the   others   off   next.   towards   the   end   of   their   second   year   though,   draco   himself   set   in   motion   the   events   that   would   end   the   rivalry   by   apologizing   to   all   three   of   them   for   his   actions   and   words   against   them.   it   hadn’t   been   easy   for   the   malfoy   to   apologize,   therefore   admitting   that   he   had   been   wrong   about   something,   but   it   had   been   worth   it.  

by   the   time   the   beginning   of   third   year   came   around,   they   were   all   officially   friends   and   the   golden   trio   had   become   a   quartet   of   friends.   from   that   point   on   draco   was   seen   spending   most,   if   not   all   of   his   time   with   them.   the   only   time   he   wasn’t   with   them   was   when   he   was   asleep   in   the   doors,   didn’t   have   class   with   them,   or   during   welcoming   and   leaving   feasts   where   he   was   exclusively   at   the   slytherin   table.   now   they   were   on   their   way   to   fourth   year   and   draco   couldn’t   wait.

it   didn’t   take   him   long   to   find   their   compartment,   though   only   ron   was   there   at   the   time,   “hey.”   draco   said   as   he   pulled   his   truck   in   with   him   before   closing   the   compartment   door   back.   “ARE   THE   OTHERS   VISITING   THE   TWINS   COMPARTMENT   OR   SOMETHING?”

HOGWARTS  HAD  LOST  ITS  NOVELTY  FOR  Ron  very  early  on  ━━━  after  his  first  year,  going  back  to  school  was  simply  that.  With  so  many  older  brothers,  Ron  knew  what  to  expect  for  all  years,  and  while  he  had  known  what  to  expect  on  his  first  to  experience  it  had  been  different.  Now,  for  his  fourth  year  he  didn't  feel  very  enthusiastic  ━━━  though  meeting  Harry  and  Hermione  at  the  station  often  managed  to  put  a  small  smile  on  his  face    ;    because  both  of  his  friends  came  from  muggle  families,  they  did  not  have  contact  with  Magic  throughout  their  summer  and  time  apart  from  Hogwarts,  and  whenever  they  met  Ron  could  feel  the  other  two  Gryffindors  practically  vibrating  with  excitement  to  go  back.  It  was  cute,  not  that  he'd  ever  tell  them.

He  supposed  a  lot  had  changed  since  his  very  first  year,  but  the  most  unexpected  change  was  their  friendship  with  Draco  Malfoy.  Ron  had  never  expected  the  Slytherin  to  ever  apologise  for  his  actions,  more  importantly  he  would  never  had  expected  himself  to  forgive  the  other  but  turns  out  Draco  was  not  as  much  of  a  prat  as  he  had  seemed  to  be.  And  so  the  golden  trio  became  a  well-balanced  quartet.  Harry  and  Hermione  provided  both  Draco  and  Ron  with  a  more  modern  view  of  things  which  they  got  from  the  Muggle  world,  while  Draco  and  Ron  helped  them  navigate  Wizarding  society.  And  speaking  of  the  Devil,  in  comes  Draco  Malfoy.