#ron: thread

[candere]

@the-immortals-assistant​

It was a good thing that the Deluminator Dumbledore had left for him kept Ron’s mind busy. His hand was shaking and the feeling of immense guilt and shame was already gnawing at him like a huge rat, but his brain refused to confront these emotions. Right now all Ron focused on was the light from the device that seemed to guide him. Where to? He had no idea. He followed until he apparated to a place he deemed safe. The light agreed with him.

But now that Ron had to focus on the process of the apparition, to make sure he wasn’t getting splinched again, he was forced to be rational and admit to himself that he had just abandoned his closest two friends to an unknown fate. “What am I doing..?” He stared at the Deluminator as if the device held any answers. “Where am I anyways?” Why did the Deluminator want him to go here?

He turned abruptly, hearing something rustle behind him. Leaves. From trees at the edge of a forest. He drew his wand and swallowed, expecting the worst. Did the Death Eaters track him down already? But he hadn’t uttered You-Know-who’s name, so how was that possible?

[candere]

@the-immortals-assistant

Ron just wanted to see the dragons. This was really all there was to it. He absolutely didn’t want to make sure Harry had really arrived with Hagrid to see the dragons for his own. No, this wasn’t about Harry at all. He grunted when he bumped into someone in the dark. It didn’t take long for him to recognize who it was though, when the fire of a dragon’s flame illuminated their surroundings and he was able to make out blue hair in the darkness.

“Fish?” ​he asked, then immediately placed his fingers against his lips. “Shh!” Thankfully the dragons roared so loudly, and Hagrid was speaking to Madame Maxime, so Ron doubted Harry had heard them. “What are you doing here?”

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@bokketo (Charlie)

Christmas was always a joy and pleasure. To see the entire family, when everyone got together, was truly soothing balm for the soul. Sure, his mum became a little bit pushy when it came to the topic of possible grandchildren, but Ron was able to ignore that, because something else was bothering him and demanded his attention. He had mulled it over for quite some time and he hadn’t even told Harry yet.

He wanted to hear Charlie’s opinion first. Ron admired Charlie, who had gone out into the world to do what he truly wanted, no matter how much their parents had complained. Romania had never truly interested Ron that much, but who didn’t love dragons? Who in their right mind wouldn’t think that Charlie was the absolute coolest for working with dragons? Even as both Ron and Charlie had grown older, Ron had never lost his admiration for him.

“Hey Charlie.” Ron had waited until most of the family was occupied to go sit next to the now empty chair to Charlie’s left. Percy had sat there, but he had gone over to have a fight over the radio with Ginny and George. “We didn’t get to talk yet. I swear, this family is way too big.”