[Ron has not been having a very good... well, a good month and change here in Luceti. His girlfriend disappears after he finally manages to get things normal between them again, there were monsters flying around on his bff's birthday, and then he was kidnapped in the middle of the night not too long afterward. On the upside, he put up one hell of a ( Read more... )

[Much as he hates text, there's no way in hell that his voice is strong enough or his face blank enough for him to say what he has to say. What a day for giant spiders and shit like that to pop out of nowhere.]

Hermione's gone. Again.

[If you want him, he'll be right where he usually is when Hermione goes missing, which is the library. This time, ( Read more... )

[It isn't that he's just noticed that a certain someone is missing, but he was sort of hoping that she'd turn up of her own accord before long. It's been far too long for her to have just fallen asleep in the library or some such nonsense, though, and all of her stuff is still in her rom, so... something's up, and it's clear by the sound of his ( Read more... )

[When Ron wakes up this morning, he vaguely remembers that he'd had his journal in his bed next to him. Reaching out for it with his eyes still closed, he wonders why he can't find it and moves to roll over.

FWUMP!

Unlike most times when he falls out of bed and jolts awake with an obscenity, this time it's a whine that leaves his lips. Shaking his ( Read more... )

[There are several scribbles on the page, making it clear that, though Ron wants to write something, he doesn't know what to actually write. Finally, in an unsteady hand, he jots something down.]

When they leave, do they remember anything? I know I didn't, but... she's smarter than me. She's got to remember us, right? And she'll figure out a way to ( Read more... )

[So with Hermione being drafted and, y'know, gone, this is not shaping up to be the best of birthdays for our lovable redhead. Which is weird, because we never see him complain, right?]

Happy bloody birthday to me. Took long enough, I guess.

Bloody hell, I've been here nearly a year already....

[Later, he can be found in various places around town, ( Read more... )

[Ron meant to sit outside on the porch of House 26 and work on his drawing or something for a change, since there's precious little else to do other than fret over what to give a certain curly-haired witch for Christmas, but he notices something weird. Luceti seems exceptionally crowded today, and he doesn't recall hearing about quite so many ( Read more... )

It's bad enough I have to spend Christmas in this weird place where people spend weeks at a time being, I don't know... girls when they should be guys or kids when they should be old or whatever. But if I find the funny twit that pelted me in the back of the head with a snowball and didn't even have the nerve to come out in the open and get it ( Read more... )

[Ron is not a happy camper. But then, when is he? Still, he's not likely to be a perky wizard when he's unwillingly dressed in a rather horrific costume, his face so red that it would clash brilliantly with his hair if it were visible over the hood. He's tried getting rid of it, he's tried changing, he's tried everything, but the ruddy thing won't ( Read more... )

Hermione, are you doing anything later? I've got something for you.

[In the mean time, Ron can be found sitting by a tree in the woods, scribbling something on some parchment and occasionally crossing words out, muttering to himself in frustration. Feel free to stumble across him and wonder over what he's writing.]