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Ron Weasley
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Ron lay in bed, covered with the many homemade quilts his mum had made over the years. Turning over onto his side, he could se the sun sitting over the horizon through his window. He had gone to bed early that night seeing he had been out all day with Fred and George. Sighing heavily, a loud cry and yelling erupted from downstairs. Sitting up straight, he listened hard, concentrating on every sound. He knew the only people up were Ginny, Mum, Dad and Percy. "Arthur! he heard Mrs. Weasley cry. Ron grabbed his sweater and ran outside. He looked down from the landing, Fred and George wiping there eyes behind them and looking to see whats going on. He turned to them, "Whats going on?" "No idea" said George. "Instead of talkin about it lets go see already" Fred interjected.
Walking down together they saw their mum sitting in the kitchen, tears rolling down her red cheeks. Ron getting worried, saw Ginny and Percy outside, Ginny was yelling at him or what looked like it. "Whats going on?" George was asking Dad. He began to explain what Percy was going on about, calling the family stupid for siding with Dumbledore and so forth. Ron listened, and thought to himself that even though he and Percy never got along, this just wasn't right...this couldnt be the brother he knew so well.