alt_draco | Entries tagged with ron weasley

Hey, Hermione said you two came round earlier today looking for me? I was out at Moddey demonstrating the new brooms. Except for the Selwyn kids, most have never experienced what a real racing broom can do, so those who want to use them are going to need a few lessons first - otherwise, the new brooms will be smashed before they're ever properly broken in.

Oh, and speaking of, did you get your broom back in one piece, Weasley? Thanks for the thought, it was generous of you. Only while I was out replacing the one half-way decent (but basically rubbish) Moddey broom I wrecked, I figured why not get one for myself, right?

Anyway, was there something you wanted to see me about? Oh, and Hermione says she's sorry, and that she would have welcomed you in herself if Mr Snape hadn't had her occupied with some complicated brewing.

Everyone - Bumbridge stormed in before the rest of us were out. She was practically spitting bile at Harry. Cedric, too. Weasley almost raised his wand to her, but I stopped him. Somehow, he failed to notice she was using Hermione as a human shield - that's how Bumbridge found us, she has Hermione under Imperius.

Because of that, Harry and Cedric had no choice but to go with her to her office. She ordered the rest of us to stay put, threatened to toss us into the camps, but was daft enough to only confiscate Harry and Cedric's wands.

She's very puffed up and pleased right now, having caught the Tri-wizard Champion and the Head Boy in the middle of rule-breaking. I'm not sure if that makes her more dangerous, or less so.

We can't give her the opportunity to question them at length or get MLE involved. Two groups, right now: one for a diversion and the other to hide near her office for the extraction. I'll lead the extraction. Weasley will take the diversion.

Hey - I was catching up on my journal and noticed that Pansy wrote to both you and my Father last night.

You're making plans for my birthday, aren't you?

So, what's it going to be then? And look, no offense, but Pansy's usually good at this sort of thing, so just let her take lead, yeah?

Oh, but if you could dissuade her from inviting Longbottom, I'd appreciate it. I suppose Weasley would be alright, but Longbottom never contributes anything, just sits there like that blinking toad of his. It's entirely unnerving.

Since you don't keep your pranks or grudges private, I won't make this private, either:

The next time you decide you want to make Weasley look like a fool or enact some kind of revenge, you'd better not do it in any way that makes me look bad, too - or the team you're working with, for that matter.

Although I think we all know who came out of this one looking the fool.

Good show, Weasley. Especially given the circumstances.

Since people have asked me about my interpretation of the events multiple times, I'm going to put this here and hope that it puts the matter to rest.

I don't know what, exactly, Crabbe, Goyle and Bulstrode were doing during the demonstration, only that they were arguing with each other about something. I know it was them because I remember looking over at them specifically, which is why I didn't see the hippogriff rearing back.

I didn't see Ron Weasley get in front of me (like I said, I was looking at my housemates). The only thing I registered next was a lot of screaming and flailing. Well, it might've been only one person screaming, but it's hard to say as it was right in my ear. And then Weasley was laying there all bloody and Professor Brutka was calming the creature and taking it away.

Whether by accident or with intent, the sudden appearance of Weasley's body in front of mine does seem to have prevented injury to my own person. I know that my Father and Mother are grateful for its sudden appearance, as am I.

I have no comment on the question of whether or not Weasley is, in the after math, trying to get more attention than is his due. I'm not sure it really matters, since the attention he is garnering isn't of the most positive nature. With that said, I think it time we all move on to other matters.

Current Location: the dormitory

Is it true?

Current Location: lower dungeons

Pansy-

I've tried a few times to start this now but as there's really no subtle way to do so, I'm just going to come out with it. I don't know why you're so chummy with Weasley and Longbottom and I don't really care. There are a million reasons why you shouldn't be friends with them but I'm sure you've heard them all from my Father, so I'll spare you the lecture. Mostly, I just want you to know that you do have friends in Slytherin House. And more than just Perks, at that.

The only people I remember knowing from a very, very young age are Harry, and you. Hydra came later, of course, but still that's just a total of three people. No matter how many friendships and acquaintances I forge while at Hogwarts, none of them will know me the way that you lot do. You know that I hate fish because of what happened when I was learning to fly, with the pond and the sticklebacks. You know about the time I accidentally killed one of the peacock chicks at our Manor because you helped me bury it in the garden. (I really did think that it's neck was the handle, and that you were just supposed to carry it that way.) And because you know me, you know I have to put Harry first. It's always been that way and it probably won't ever change. But that doesn't mean I've forgotten you.

Remember when I said that I think you would make a good song-writer? I meant it, too, because you're good with words, and you have a keen eye and ear for things that most people would overlook. What I'm saying is that I've come to realise that you're curious about the world, about things and people that are outside the realm of usual experience. I don't think that I share that particular trait, but I do understand it. Or, okay, I'm trying to, at least.

Trying is a start, isn't it?

-Draco

Current Location: the dormitory

I think we might need some help here.

We weren't trying to rescue anyone, I swear, only we overheard the teachers say that Professor Lockhart should go out and try to kill the monster in the chamber since he's done so many heroic deeds and such, and then we tried to track him down because we'd learned from Granger that the monster was probably a basilisk and it was living in the pipes somewhere. We thought the information might help him kill the monster, you see. And Weasley was along because he thought it was his sister who was in danger, so he came along with us to Professor Lockhart's office. Only Professor Lockhart wasn't getting ready to fight a monster, he was packing all of his purple frocks into a trunk and getting ready to leave! And then he told us--well, it will take too long to write, but he's a complete fraud, that one, and he tried to ERASE Harry's memories but Harry was really quick and got his wand away from him!

So we had to find the chamber of secrets and make Professor Lockhart kill the monster, but he really didn't want to and he kept trying to escape, so Harry got his wand out and ordered him to get a move on! He was really angry. We found the chamber in the whinging ghost's bathroom, and it took Harry a long time to get it right but he finally said the right parseltongue words and the sink opened up and it was a deep passageway to a part of the castle I didn't even know existed. We were just trying to get Professor Lockhart to go down there and do what all the other teachers said he should do, but when we got to the bottom he snatched Weasley's wand and tried to erase our memories again! But Weasley's wand is rubbish and so the spell didn't work, and some rocks came crashing down and now me, Weasley, and Professor Lockhart are on one side of the rocks, and Harry is on the other. Harry shouted that he was all right and that he was going to have a look around on his own--I tried to tell him not too. But he hasn't said anything for a while now and we're trying to clear away the rocks but there's an awful lot of them, and Professor Lockhart has gone mental and thinks he's a student again and that we're all members of a spelunking club.

Current Location: no bloody idea

I've just left the Hospital Wing. Harry's resting there now, and he'll have to stay all night because ~~stupid Lock~~ the bones in his arm have to be re-grown. The mad bludger broke them, and then when Professor Lockhart was trying to fix the break he accidentally got rid of the bones altogether. Harry said it didn't hurt but from what Madam Pomfrey was saying it sounds like growing them back will hurt. That bludger could have done a lot worse, though, so if someone enchanted it for a laugh, they've no idea what's in store for them when they're found out. But it's nothing good, I can tell you that.

The Hospital Wing was packed with people trying to get in to see if Harry was alive or not. Even Professor Carrow's mudblood was all worried for some reason, and that must have been the last straw for Harry because he told him to bugger off. So we all decided we should probably leave, even though Hydra didn't want to.

Weasley, I saw what you were writing about me during the match. You can keep your fat, ugly grubs, bait man, because I'm not taking them. I'll only say that if my Father's purchase of the broomsticks bothers you so much, I suggest you take it up with him and see how much you like where that gets you.

Pansy, I think that's the foulest language I've seen anyone from our year use in the journals so far! Brilliantly done. ~~Thanks~~

Current Location: outside the Hospital Wing

Note to all:

Might want to avoid Weasley at dinner if you can. He may still be belching up the slugs that he apparently dines on for breakfast.

Current Location: the common room

I was sorted into Slytherin, of course. Malfoys are always in Slytherin. Harry very nearly ended up in Gryffindor, but thankfully our Lord Protector intervened.

Harry and I got separated at the train station, and he's already made friends with one of those Muggle-loving Weasels. I don't know what my father will say.