The Many Loves of Ron Weasley Pts 1-5
Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2001 11:57 pm
this is my submission for the Sugar Quill Contest.
Rating PG-13
Takes place after the Goblet of Fire
The Many Loves of Ron Weasley
I am so sick of the blooming lot of them, Ginny Weasley thought to herself as she stormed up the stairs the girl’s dormitory. She shoved the door open; the force sent it careening into the stone wall of the castle.
“I don’t know who is worse,” she said to the empty room. “Fred and George and their foolish practical jokes, or Ron who goes along with them every time they play a prank on me. Well, I’ll show them. I am going to teach them all a lesson they’ll never forget!”
With that brave declaration, Ginny climbed up on to her four-poster bed and fell asleep.
Down in the common room, the three Weasley brothers, Harry and Hermione stared at each other in amazement. They’d seen Ginny mad before, but never as mad as that.
Harry turned to Fred and George and said, “Alright, what did you two do to her this time?”
Fred and George looked at each other and back to Harry.
“We didn’t do anything this time,” declared Fred.
“No, honestly, we didn’t,” said George.
“Well, somebody did something,” stated Hermione baldly, “and he or she had better watch out because that girl is on the warpath.”
As she spoke, Hermione became aware of the soft sound of laughter beside her. She turned to look and found Ron laughing silently. Laughing so hard that he could barely contain his mirth. “I think we found our culprit,” she said.
Finally, Ron could no longer contain himself and he exploded with laughter. “It was me, it was the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life. Ginny...sh-sh-she just kept getting angrier and angrier,” he tried to say, but he dissolved back into a fit of laughter.
Harry gave Ron a few whacks on the back to help him catch his breath.
“Ron, will you get yourself under control,” Hermione demanded. “We can’t understand a thing you are saying.”
“Sure Herm,” he gasped. “Just give me a second. You are going to love this.”
Hermione got a thoughtful look on her face. “Don’t say anything yet,” she said as she stood up. “Let me take my books upstairs, then I’ll be right down. I don’t want to miss a thing.”
Hermione grabbed her bag and ran up the stairs.
“Pssst. Ginny. Wake up,” she whispered as she shook the girl’s sleeping form. “I’m going back downstairs, but I want you to sneak down to the doorway and listen to what we are saying. I think you’ll find it quite interesting.”
With that, Hermione dashed out the door, followed more slowly by Ginny.
“Ok Ron, you can start now,” said Hermione as she sat down next to Harry.
“Well, Fred and George asked Ginny to help them with the books for their new business,” began Ron.
“And a capital idea it was,” said George.
“That’s right,” agreed Fred. “Nobody is as good as numbers as our Ginny.”
On the stairs, Ginny felt some of her anger melting away as the boys complimented her.
“Well, anyhow,” Ron continued, annoyed at being interrupted by the twins. “I replaced the ink in her ink bottle before she started working today. No matter what she did, every time she wrote something, all that would show up on the paper was, I love Harry Potter!”
“What!!!” both Fred and George exclaimed.
“You stupid little git,” continued George. “That’s our business.”
“That’s right you smarmy little bugger,” added Fred.
“That’s how we plan on making a living!” interjected George.
Harry and Hermione just sat silently staring at Ron.
Ginny had heard enough. She quietly crept up the stairs and began making plans for revenge.
Rating PG-13
Takes place after the Goblet of Fire
The Many Loves of Ron Weasley
I am so sick of the blooming lot of them, Ginny Weasley thought to herself as she stormed up the stairs the girl’s dormitory. She shoved the door open; the force sent it careening into the stone wall of the castle.
“I don’t know who is worse,” she said to the empty room. “Fred and George and their foolish practical jokes, or Ron who goes along with them every time they play a prank on me. Well, I’ll show them. I am going to teach them all a lesson they’ll never forget!”
With that brave declaration, Ginny climbed up on to her four-poster bed and fell asleep.
Down in the common room, the three Weasley brothers, Harry and Hermione stared at each other in amazement. They’d seen Ginny mad before, but never as mad as that.
Harry turned to Fred and George and said, “Alright, what did you two do to her this time?”
Fred and George looked at each other and back to Harry.
“We didn’t do anything this time,” declared Fred.
“No, honestly, we didn’t,” said George.
“Well, somebody did something,” stated Hermione baldly, “and he or she had better watch out because that girl is on the warpath.”
As she spoke, Hermione became aware of the soft sound of laughter beside her. She turned to look and found Ron laughing silently. Laughing so hard that he could barely contain his mirth. “I think we found our culprit,” she said.
Finally, Ron could no longer contain himself and he exploded with laughter. “It was me, it was the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life. Ginny...sh-sh-she just kept getting angrier and angrier,” he tried to say, but he dissolved back into a fit of laughter.
Harry gave Ron a few whacks on the back to help him catch his breath.
“Ron, will you get yourself under control,” Hermione demanded. “We can’t understand a thing you are saying.”
“Sure Herm,” he gasped. “Just give me a second. You are going to love this.”
Hermione got a thoughtful look on her face. “Don’t say anything yet,” she said as she stood up. “Let me take my books upstairs, then I’ll be right down. I don’t want to miss a thing.”
Hermione grabbed her bag and ran up the stairs.
“Pssst. Ginny. Wake up,” she whispered as she shook the girl’s sleeping form. “I’m going back downstairs, but I want you to sneak down to the doorway and listen to what we are saying. I think you’ll find it quite interesting.”
With that, Hermione dashed out the door, followed more slowly by Ginny.
“Ok Ron, you can start now,” said Hermione as she sat down next to Harry.
“Well, Fred and George asked Ginny to help them with the books for their new business,” began Ron.
“And a capital idea it was,” said George.
“That’s right,” agreed Fred. “Nobody is as good as numbers as our Ginny.”
On the stairs, Ginny felt some of her anger melting away as the boys complimented her.
“Well, anyhow,” Ron continued, annoyed at being interrupted by the twins. “I replaced the ink in her ink bottle before she started working today. No matter what she did, every time she wrote something, all that would show up on the paper was, I love Harry Potter!”
“What!!!” both Fred and George exclaimed.
“You stupid little git,” continued George. “That’s our business.”
“That’s right you smarmy little bugger,” added Fred.
“That’s how we plan on making a living!” interjected George.
Harry and Hermione just sat silently staring at Ron.
Ginny had heard enough. She quietly crept up the stairs and began making plans for revenge.
You have to be really careful about payback when you cross a fellow wizard! 
