'Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have'
Bueno pues tenia mucho tiempo que queria hacer una picspam, nunca habia hecho una y ya tenia ganas :P...Se suponia q la primera iba a ser dedicada a Sid y Cassie de Skins... pero el capitulo de ayer se encargo de hecharme a perder todas las ganas...
Asi q necesitaba algo realmente lindo q me subiera los animos... y por eso al final me decidi a hacerlo de Ron y Hermione... ese shipper no me fallo y fue adorable de principio a fin, asi q aqui pongo todos los momentos que han tenido este par desde la piedra filosofal hasta la orden del fenix (y supongo q actualizare cuando salgan las proximas peliculas :P)
RHR Picspam... solo sigan el cut XD
Ok son muchas imagenes (llegue a contar unas doscientas)... asi q tras el cut preparense para una enorme dosis azucarada de la OTP mas linda q existe...
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
Hermione: Holy cricket! You're Harry Potter! I'm Hermione Granger, and you are?
Ron: Ron, Ron Weasley.
Hermione: Pleasure.
Hermione: You've got dirt on your nose by the way, just there.
Ron: Mental, that one, I'm telling you.
Ron: Wingardium Leviosa! Wingardium Leviosa! Wingardium Leviosa!
Hermione: No! Stop, stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out!
Ron: It's Leviosa, not Leviosar. She's a nightmare, honestly, that's why she hasn't got any friends!
(Hermione bumps into Ron, crying.)
Ron: What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?
Hermione: You don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?
Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads. Or maybe you didn't notice. There were three!!
Hermione: Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another idea to get us killed. Or worse - expelled!
Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities.
Hermione: That's totally barbaric!
Ron: That's wizards chess. (notices Hermione's stuff) I see you've packed.
Hermione: I see you haven't.
Ron: Change of plans ...
Hermione: Good. Then you can help Harry in the library.
Ron: But we looked a hundred times!
Hermione: (leans in) Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas.
Ron: I think we've had a bad influence on her.
Hermione: I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
Ron: This ... is light?
Ron: You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant. But scary.
Hermione: I've read about these! It's the Devil's Snare! You have to relax. If you don't, it'll only kill you faster!
Ron: Oh, now I can relax!
Hermione: He's not relaxing, is he?
Harry: Apparently not.
Hermione: I remember reading about this in Herbology. Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare, it's deadly fun ... but will sulk in the sun! That's it! Devil's Snare hates the sunlight! *spell*
Ron: (falls down next to them) Whew! Lucky we didn't panic!
Ron: As for me, I'll be a knight.
Harry: Wait a minute ...
Ron: You understand right, Harry. Once I make my move, you're free to check the king.
Harry: No, Ron!! No!!!
Hermione: What is it?
Harry: He's going to sacrifice himself!
Hermione: No you can't! There must be another way!!
Ron: Look, do you want to get Snape or not? It's you that has to go on, Harry. Not me, not Hermione, but you.
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Malfoy: No one asked for your opinion, you filthy mudblood.
Ron: You'll pay for that one, Malfoy! Eat slugs!!
spell backfires, Ron falls)
Hermione: Ron, you all right? Say something!
Ron: (hurls slugs)
Hagrid: Blimey. Harry's got himself a rogue bludger. That's been tampered with ...
Ron: (pulls out wand) I'll stop it!
Hermione: (puts it down) No! Even with a proper wand, it's too risky. You could hit Harry.
Ron: (just looks at her, dismayed)
Ron: Enlighten me. Why are we brewing this potion, in broad daylight, in the middle of
the girl's lavatory? Don't you think we'll get caught?
Hermione: (smiles) No. No one ever comes in here.
Ron: Why?
Hermione: Moaning Myrtle.
Ron: Who?
Hermione: Moaning Myrtle.
Ron: Who's Moaning Myrtle?
Moaning Myrtle: I'm Moaning Myrtle!!
Ron: Eeeewwww. Essence of Crabbe.
Hermione: Cheers.
(after drinking)
Ron: I think I'm gonna be sick ... (runs)
Hermione: Me too ... (runs too)
Neville: Harry, it's Hermione!
(Ron grinning, leaning back, then Harry)
(Hermione runs towards the boys, hugs Harry, then hesitates to do the same with Ron.)
Ron: Er, um, welcome back, Hermione.
(extends hands for the awkward handshake)
Hermione: It's good to be back.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Ron: I'm warning you Hermione! You better keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!
Hermione: It's a cat Ronald! What do you expect! It's in his nature.
Ron: A cat? Is that what they told you? It looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me.
Hermione: That's rich! Coming from the owner of that smelly old shoebrush. It's all right Crookshanks. Just ignore the mean little boy.
Harry: I didn't mean to blow her up, I just . . . I lost control.
Ron: Brilliant!
Hermione: Honestly Ron, it's not funny! Harry was lucky not to be expelled.
Harry: I think I was lucky not to have been arrested actually.
Ron: I still think it's brilliant.
Hermione: Come on, everywhere else is full.
Ron: Who do you think that is?
Hermione: Professor R. J. Lupin.
Ron: Do you know everything? How is it she knows everything?
Hermione: It's on his suitcase, Ronald!
Ron: Oh.
Hermione: That's a load of rubbish.
Ron: Where did you come from?
Hermione: Me? I've been here all this time.
Ron: When did she get here?? Did you see her come in?
Hermione: (coy) Have I mentioned that it's the most severely haunted building in Britain?
Ron: (grinning shyly) Twice, yeah.
Hermione: (grinning shyly) Oh, yeah.
Hermione: Um, do you want to move a bit closer?
Ron: (slightly winded) Er, what?
Hermione: (embarrassed) Oh, to the- to the Shrieking Shack, I mean.
Ron: (calms down) No, I'm - I'm fine where I am, thanks.
Draco: Well well. Look who's here. You two shopping for your new dream home?
Ron: And this bloody cat ate my rat!
Hermione: Harry. Will you explain to your friend Ronald that he has absolutely no proof whatsoever that my sweet, unassuming cat ate his shabby, decidedly decrepit rat.
Hermione: Beautiful day.
Ron: Gorgeous. Unless of course you've been ripped to pieces.
Harry: Ripped to pieces? What are you talking about?
Hermione: Ronald, has lost his rat.
Ron: I haven't lost anything! Your cat killed him!
Hermione: Rubbish!
Ron: Harry, you've seen the way that blood thirsty beast of hers is always lurking about. Scabbers is gone!
Hermione: Well then maybe you should learn to take better care of your pets!
Ron: Your cat killed him!
Hermione: Did not!
Ron: Did!
Hermione: Didn't!
Hermione: Ow, That looks really painful.
Ron: It's sort of painful. They uh...might chop it.
Hermione: I'm sure Madame Pomprey will fix it
Ron: It's too late. It's ruined. Gonna have to be chopped off.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Hermione: Wake up! Wake up, Ronald! Ron, wake up!
Ron: Bloody hell! [pulls covers]
Hermione: Honestly. Get dressed. And don’t go back to sleep. Come on, Ron! Your mother said breakfast’s ready.
Ron: [goes back to sleep]
Hermione: Oh, for crying out loud.
Ron: I love it when they do that.
Hermione: [angrily] Do what?
Ron: [dreamily] You know . . . walk together
Hermione: [whispers] Why don’t you just tell him yourself? Ron, this is . . .
Ron: [whispers back to her]
Hermione: Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid’s looking for you.
Harry: Is that right? What?
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Hermione: I’m not an owl!
Ron: This is mad. At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates. [Snape thwacks him in the head] (To Harry) Well, us and Neville.
Harry: Yeah, but then again, he can take himself. [laughs]
Hermione: It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone.
Ron: Oh . . . now I'm really depressed. [Fred throws a note to Ron saying he has to ask now before the good ones get taken.] To Fred Who you going with? [Fred throws paper at Angelina, then asks her out to the Yule Ball] - she says yes.
Ron: Well, Hermione. you're a girl.
Hermione: Hey, well-spotted. [Harry tries to warn Ron of Snape coming]
Ron: [imitates Fred] Come with me to the - [Snape thwacks him in the head, Harry too] To Hermione Come on, it's one thing for a bloke to show up alone, but for a girl, it's just sad.
Hermione: [very angrily] I won't be going alone because believe it or not someone's already asked me - [she stands up to give her hw to Snape, then comes back to the table] - and I said yes!
Ron: She’s lying, isn’t she?
Harry: If you say so.
Ginny: It’s all right. It’s okay Ron. It’s all right. It doesn’t matter.
Harry: What happened to you?
Ginny: He just asked Fleur De La Coeur out.
Harry: What? What did she say?
Hermione: No, of course!
Ron: [shakes his head]
Hermione: She said yes? [covers mouth with hands]
Ron: [in a trance (lol)] Don’t be silly. There she was . . . walking by . . . you know I like it when they walk. Couldn’t help it. It all just . . . slipped out.
Ginny: Actually, he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.
Harry: What did you do then?
Ron: What else? I ran for it.
Ron: Poor kid. Bet she’s alone in her room, crying her eyes out.
Harry: Who?
Ron: Hermione, of course. Come on, Harry, why’d you think she wouldn’t tell us who she’s going with?
Harry: Because we’d take the mickey out of her if she did?
Ron: Nobody asked her. Would have taken her myself if she wasn't so bloody proud.
Padma: Is that . . . Hermione Granger? With Viktor Krum?
Ron: No. No, absolutely not.
Ron: … rotten pumpkin-head, isn’t he?
Hermione: Hot, isn’t it? Viktor’s going to get us drinks. Would you care to join us?
Ron: No. We’d not care to join you and Viktor.
Hermione: What’s got your wand in a knot?
Ron: He’s a Durmstrang. You’re fraternizing with the enemy.
Hermione: The enemy. Who was it wanting his autograph? Besides, the whole point of the tournament is international magical cooperation. To make friends.
Ron: Huh. I think he’s got a bit more than friendship on his mind. [Hermione stands up, takes another look at Ron, then leaves.]
Padma: Are you going to ask me to dance or not?
Ron: No. [sulks]
Ron: He’s using you.
Hermione: How dare you? Besides, I can take care of myself.
Ron: He’s way too old.
Hermione: What? Is that what you think?
Ron: Yeah, that’s what I think!
Hermione: You know the solution then, don’t you?
Ron: Go on.
Hermione: Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Ron: [stutters and backs away] Well . . . that-that-that- . . . that’s just completely off the point - Harry!
Hermione: Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you!
Harry: [gives a completely WTH look to Ron]
Ron: They get scary when they get older.
Hermione: RON! You spoil everything! [cries her eyes off at the steps]
Ron: Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
Hermione: No.
Harry:No I don't think so.
Hermione: Everything's going to change now isn't it?
Harry:Yes.
Hermione: Promise you'll write this summer. Both of you.
Ron: Well I won't. You know I won't!
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Hermione: I'll write the introduction, how's that?
Ron: Hermione, you are honestly the most wonderful person I've ever met. And if I'm ever rude to you again...
Hermione: I'll know that you're back to normal. [smiles]
Hermione: Do you ever stop eating?
Ron: [eating with a full mouth] What? I'm hungry.
Hermione: [smiles]
Ginny: Harry, what happens if Umbridge finds out?
Hermione: Who cares?
[everyone stares at her]
Hermione: I mean, it's kind of exciting, isn't it? Breaking the rules?
Ron: Who are you, and what have you done with Hermione Granger?
Hermione: [laughs]
Hermione: You've done it, Neville! You've found the Room of Requirement.
Ron: The what?
Hermione: It's
also known as the Come And Go Room. It can only be used by someone who
really needs it. And it's always equipped for the seeker's needs.
Ron: Right. Say you really needed a toilet?
Hermione: Charming, Ronald. But yes.
Ron: [leaning into Hermione] Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.
Hermione: [to Ron sarcastically] Oh, thank you Ronald!
Ron: So how was it?
Harry: Kind of . . . wet.
Ron: [laughing at Harry] That bad at it, are you?
Hermione: I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satisfactory. Besides, Cho spends half her time crying these days.
Ron: [still chuckling] You'd think a bit of snogging would cheer her up!
Hermione: [explains exactly how Cho feels]*
Ron: No one can feel that all at once! They'd explode!
Hermione: Just because you have the emotional capacity of a teaspoon . . . [all three laugh at this]
Hermione: I cannot understand why you don't want to wear it, Ronald.
Ron: Because I'd look like a bloody idiot, that's why!*
Hermione: GRAWP! Put. Me. Down! Now! [Grawp obeys]
Ron: Are you all right?
Hermione: I'm fine. He just needs a firm hand, is all.
Harry: Looks like you've got an admirer.
Ron: You just stay away from her!
Hermione: How did you guys get away?
Ginny: Puking Pastilles, it wasn't pretty.
Ron: Yeah, I told them I was hungry and lead them to a box. They pushed me away and ate them all themselves.
Hermione: [surprised] That was clever, Ron!
Ron: It's been known to happen.
Ahhh despues de ver como quedo me volvi a enamorar de este shipper ♥... acaso no son perfectos??? ♥