that makes me sound a lot cooler than i was

thirteenth ♞ audio/video

2012-01-03T18:29:57Z

[For a moment the PCD starts out in the tail end of a conversation--]

--ight, yeah.

[The feed cuts on shakily a moment to the clear skies of night in Adstringendum. Silence soon engulfs except for soft sounds of breathing and rustling. Nothing changes about the sound or image. Just soft noises and the stars twinkling above. A second later there’s a muttered whisper.]

C’mon should have set off by now...

[A moment later and a sigh might be heard]

Really, Ron, are you sure this is even going to work? Perhaps the incantation is wrong -

Oy! [The offended voice of the ginger responded.] Got it to work once already, didn’t we? Just got to give it a good go.

[Morgana’s voice, now amused, can be heard a moment later. Maybe she’s chuckling.]

Do you wish for me to try??

[Ron huffed at that, grumbling inaudibly before speaking.] Fine. If you think you can do it so well.

[And the Morgana’s voice becomes lower as she murmurs something beneath her breath and a sudden noise makes her chuckle]

I think it’s working Ron -

Brilliant. [Muttering something under his own breath, his words sound almost prideful before...]

[The sky is lit up brilliantly. The two hadn’t managed to find real fireworks, but it’s a magical combustion that looks startlingly like real ones. And the sky above the PCD shows it as it sets off in brilliant colours and sparks high into the sky. Unfortunately, it’s almost as noisy as traditional fireworks which is why Ron’s next phrase might as well be lost in the sound.]

See? Told you.

[The PCD stays on long enough for the magical fireworks to stop, which will be sometime later. Have a late happy new year, celebratory treat, Adstrinendum.]

twelfth ♘ voice

2011-12-04T06:32:41Z

All right, so I've got to clear something up before the prat gets going more. Abou--- [The voice stops and there's a strangled sound before the PCD goes crashing to the ground. Followed by an unmanly yelp as Ron jumps up from wherever he's sitting.]

[And then there's silent, deathly silence.] Oh, bloody hell--

[The slightest sounds of quiet movement as he goes to grab his wand, but he's too horrified and transfixed on whatever objects got his attention. It's after a moment a muttered word can be heard and... Oh. Was that a slight explosion? I'd say it was. He seems to think he's won, too, because there's a sigh of relief.]

Good ridd-- [The sound of his voice is disrupted by a sudden intake.] You've got to be kidding me.

[No, there's no kidding. Because next thing that happens has a long stretch of silence before him scrambling to his feet. Grabbing the PCD and slamming the door. Just what is he up to? ] --I am never sleeping in that room again.

[[OOC: And so Ron was faced with a spider! And he thought he'd tried and destroy it without getting close... It survived and, in doing so, disturbed the spider's nesting egg... You can figure out what happened from there. ]]

eleventh ♘ accidental video

2011-11-28T01:56:28Z

[The feed is abruptly cut on by curious paws! Hestia proceeds to sniff the camera a moment before bonding away, jumping onto Ron’s bed with a mewl. The red head in question was currently shoving a shirt over his head, so you get a nice view of his back and the scars that litter it for a few moments before he speaks up.]

What’s it now? Going to have to hush up soon enough, you know.

[Shirt now jammed down onto his body, he glances at that demon kitten before looking around.] Where’s it gone off to now—[Then he spots the PCD! And in a few strides he reaches it, scowling at the object quick enough.] Oh, bugger. Don’t tell me you’ve gone and turned it on—No wonder I went and picked you.

[Shaking his head, Ron plopped back on the bed (Hestia curling up beside him can be seen momentarily). At least he appeared relatively fine after the aftermath of Riddle—a few fresh cuts, his injured arm lobbed open and of course torture curses, but overall aside from a wince he seems alright.] Least it seems like everyone will stop going completely mental soon enough. Always knew it was a matter of time. Especially him. [It's said with a dark undertone before he tries to move on. Alas, it takes several moments for his face to relax even after he starts speaking] The break from it was good, feel mad enough without adding onto it.

[Clearing his throat.] Anyway, anyone got a few loose chess pieces? Bout time I fix my board up proper. Right, and the rest of the building should be cleared off so if anyone wants a level—[And then he stops at an after thought, and really only Nathan will get this.] Oy, you sodding twat. Got a day, don’t forget. ‘Less you want to be left out.--Erm.

How often is it people disappear, anyway? Loads seem to have left since I got here. Bit weird taking us and letting us go all that easily.

…Reckon that’s it. Less someone wants to tell me how they get the mickey out of ruining perfectly good punch. Just sick, if you ask me.

tenth ♘ voice | backdated to november 10th

2011-11-12T07:41:26Z

[Guess who's had a busy day of Morgana guilt tripping him into getting him to ask a girl to a dance? And then went off to hunt with Harry just to be chased, fall in a trap and get his right arm seriously busted up? Well, if you thought it was this kid who's sneaking his way back into the Burrow 2.0 with his arm mostly-sort of fixed up (couldn't go back without doing something, right)... You'd be right.]

[But he's definitely sneaking since he doesn't want to be caught by certain bushy haired girls, unfortunately for him when he gets to his room he throws the PCD on the bedside table it comes on. So the listener comes into a nice hiss of pain before he starts muttering curses. At least his "brush with death" will give him courage (again, damn you, Morgana).]

Bleeding fuck-- [Sounds of shuffling while he moves to sit.] Never again. Next time we go and do that it'd better not be in some blasted event week.

[Groaning, he reaches for the PCD and... frowns.] Brilliant. Just how much did you go and hear? [Snort.]

Don't suppose the lot of you are getting tired of these buggers? This week'd better end soon.

[Awkward turtle as he tries to figure out something substantial to say.] Anyway, bout the Wastes and such. Anyone see things that might be from home? Hagrid's found a Hippogriff and there's the squid... Few boggarts about, wondering if it was common or something.

[Private | Hermione ]

Erm. You've been paying attention to what's being said lately, right?

[Private | Morgana]

Hope you're proud of yourself.

ninth ♘ voice

2011-11-03T18:55:27Z

Er, right. There’s a building I’ve been fixing up the last while—[He clears his throat]—one of the taller ones about, suppose. Suki’s been helping a bit now and, er, seems like the floors are stable enough for this… We’ve claimed a few, but if anyone wants the others—let me know, yeah? Thought it might be a good idea if anyone wanted to take ‘em for when new blokes show up, seeing as I’ve only heard of two places.

[The listener can’t see it, but he shrugs.] Could be used for loads of stuff, I reckon, but that’s it there.

[Ron is quite the awkward turtle lately, well, more so than normal. He’s got a lot of things on his mind.] Anyway… Reckon now’s a good time for one of those games someone suggested a few weeks ago, right? Before the weather gets us more snow, I mean. ‘Though, could be interesting—that football or baseball thing in the snow. [Yes, he actually paid attention. But he clears his throat once more; really, he’s just keeping his thoughts from other places.]

…Yeah, if you’re interested just say. Not been around the house for a bit, but these things can be bloody useful.

[Filtered to Raven]

…Mind if I get off patrol early a bit the next while? Something I want to do.

[Filtered to fellow Gryffindors. ;u;]

[X,Y] Top floor. It's sorta like Gryffindor Tower, only a bit though. Mostly in colour. But if you lot want to use it you can. Good spot to think.

eighth ♘ voice/video

2011-10-24T00:37:50Z

[It had been the first tombstone he’d seen the words written haunted him, froze him in place. It was impossible to move and breathe, making the inevitable happen. The hallucination started with a burst. There was laughter and, suddenly, he could feel the piercing pain of being blown backwards. It’d taken moments for him to realize what happened.]

[But any pain dissipated as he heard a scream, scrambling forward; there was one sight before him: the familiar red head, both ears intact, dead on the floor. His face was merry, full of a laughter that would be the last one he had. And then there was his older, bespectacled brother leaning over the body. And that was it.]

[It was a blur, but the hallucination of how his brother died gave him more than enough information. Jar clenched, Ron felt the moisture sting his eyes before he slammed on the PCD in a furious motion. First it’s on voice and the broken voice comes through.]

Can’t let us be, can they? If I ever get my hands on ‘em—[He hissed, stopping momentarily to stop his voice from cracking further.
And there’s a fumble for a moment but the PCD comes onto video to show one simple thing to those who could read it:]

Fred Weasley
May 2, 1998

[The under text read about a lively brother and a defender of Hogwarts, but Ron’s quiet and when he speaks his voice is hollow.]

If you know anything about this Harry you better start speaking. This better be some sick joke of this bloody place.

[But his voice finally cracked completely. At least no one… no one could see the tears he forced back, because even if it wasn’t real the vision had been very much so.] This place really does get more damned impossible to deal with by the day.

I-I’ll be out here a bit longer. You lot should stay in seeing as—well, that bit’s obvious. Some of us on the police force is out about to help, suppose.

[And he cuts off the feed on that, note, too hollow to speak anymore. He just had to know from Harry and couldn’t be arsed to private the message.]

seventh ♘ voice

2011-10-13T04:09:04Z

If you're wanting to eat them without drying and sorts, s'best to put the apples some place cold. They're already ripe, but they go bad quicker if you leave them out in the open bit more than half if warm.

[He cleared his throat.] And save the seeds, course. [Another clearing of his throat.]

Er. It's maddening sitting about without much to do. 'Specially with winter coming and all. It's been ages since I've played a good game of Quidditch, er, not that we can here. Suppose what I'm getting at is there's got to be a few games to play, yeah? Not card games and the sort, but sports.

Point is-- there any sort to play around here? And does anyone want to, course. I'll go mad if I keep at it like this. Reckon we could all use a bit of sport, too.

sixth move ♘ voice

2011-09-25T05:14:06Z

Guess that means whoever was saying that before was right. Least they are predictable enough we can figure that much out, suppose we should be grateful for that much.

Doesn't seem like much has changed.

Anyway, reckon I should apologize for how I've been. Dunno know what got over me to be that much of a prat. Must've been the weather since I feel right cheerful about now.

Erm. Well, anyway, anyone need help? Found there's a bit too much time on my hands, could do with more to and helping around seems to do a spot of good there. I'm decent at fixing things up and can cook something if you don't mind it a bit burnt.

...Yeah, think that's it. Oh. I'd never introduced myself properly before, did I? I'm Ron, Ronald Weasley. Feel free to call me Ron if you want... And keep my offer in mind, alright? Or if you think of something I could do a bit of that'd be brilliant too.

fifth move ♘ voice

2011-09-14T23:48:56Z

Bloody Animus. If I ever come across one of them someone remind me to throttle them.

[There's a pause and the soft plop of sound as he falls back on his bed before a small bit of silence.]

[Groaning, he spoke once more.]

Staying here for the next week is no good. [Seeing as he actually remembers and certain others don't.] Anyone got a tent or know how to make one so I can use it for a bit? Er, swear I'll give it back. When all this is over.

This mess better not last longer than normal.

[Another brief pause before he speaks again.]

Is there anyone who actually remembers stuff or is it just the same all around, anyway?

[ Filtered to Burrow 2.0 / Private ]

I'm leaving my wand on the table.

fourth ♘ video [forward dated to three days from now]

2011-09-04T04:38:28Z

[The video cuts onto a chess board. Chipped and missing a piece of two that have been momentarily replaced with scraps of items, the board is set up a threatening battle of black having the King cornered.]

Bit boring playing it like this, but it gets the job done.

[The video-feed moves to now show the speaker and Ron's got the smug sort of smirk on his face. With things hopefully calmed down slightly and the boy really not paying too much mind to some things, welp. With Harry being gone as well, he had to do something to get his mind off his best mate

So--]

Anyone wanna go? Promise not to go too hard.

third ♘ video / text

2011-07-27T07:30:00Z

[The video of the PCD starts to one ginger haired male with a large grin on his face. ]

Alright--- Actually, wait--

[Messing with the buttons, Ron cuts off the video feed and instead text starts flowing. He seems to have thought better of video feeds after the last two incidents. And he's proud of himself, really.]

hah! got it. knew it couldn't have been that hard. really odd, a bunch of buttons. absolutely mental, these things are.

right. as interesting as these things are i had more important things to say: hermione's my girlfriend. girlfriend. which means you lot better not try anything. these things come in handy in keeping an eye on the nutters, at least... yeah. just so you know.

[ Filtered to Harry and Hermione / Hackable ]

does this work?

anything on the house thing?

second move ♘ video

2011-07-16T20:48:31Z

[The PCD turns on to a kitchen area-- why anyone let Ron near one, the world may never know. He's got a sort of smug expression on his features as he places a pan onto the stove. Turning the dial he turns his attention the PCD which, he's learned well enough to turn on on his own now.]

This muggle stuff is easier than it looks. Thought it was a good idea to try something Mum does when she's in a hurry, can't be too hard even without magic. Seems I was right about that.

[His voice is coy, Because, hah! He knows some of you would think he'd fail at doing non-magical stuff, but so far he doesn't seem to be burning the house down. Turning away he grabs the PCD and steps away from the stove a moment., chattering on confidently a minute or so.]

Dunno why everyone's complaining. Bit mad not having it is, but s'not like it's so hard. Muggles have it easy.

[Or so he thinks. Just as he turns back he sees the smoke rising from the stove and the PCD gets a nice glimpse of the food burning before he drops it to the floor.]

Bloody Hell.

[A moment and a crash later and you can hear his panic-stricken not amused voice.]

This is payback for all those years making fun of Filch, isn't it?

first move . video

2011-07-10T03:41:09Z

[The PCD's video turns on as it flies out of the young man's pocket, turning on as it crashed in the ground.]

NOOOO----

[Halfway through his attempt at bursting into a drawing room when pulled to Adstring winds up making him fly straight... into the lake? Yeah, he has the worst luck. Seeing as just as he surfaced coughing up water, your local squid tried winding it's tentacles around him and it was just by chance he realized.]

Bloody hell! Hermi--

[That? That was an unmanly yelped as he pointed the sliver of wood at it and dodged a tentacle as he tried to escape. At least the magic had some use and he managed to get back to the shore quick enough (probably thanks to the wand usage blowing the squid back a bit.)

Shaking his head, he knelt down a safe enough distance from the lake's edge. Closer to the PCD now his disheveled, wet appearance is more noticeable. Swollen cheek still had blood gathering at the corner of his mouth to further the camping in the woods for months look, but it doesn't seem to bother him much. Well, aside from the massaging of his cheek as he casts a furtive look around.]

S'just what I need, being dropped in a bloody lake. Thought there was only a giant squid at Hogwarts. [His features were down turned as he looked around.] Can't be Hogwarts, dunno how I'd even have gotten there anyway... Not that I know where here even is.

[Ron snorted to himself before his eyes caught sight of the PCD lying a few feet away and he picked it up.] What's this? [Punching a random button he scowled at himself.] Doesn't matter anyway. Not if it can't tell me where the other two are... Damn sight harder not knowing where I even am.

[He's looking around not even paying attention to the device he's now got grasped in his hands. Don't mind him if he starts yelling at anyone who responds.]

application: adstringendum

2011-06-28T09:28:43Z

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Canon: Harry Potter
Character: Ronald ‘Ron’ Bilius Weasley
Timeline: Deathly Hallows ; Malfoy Manor ; Right after escaping the cellar when Bellatrix says Greyback can have Hermione.
Personality:
Ron, through the entire series, stays mostly the same and his most exponential growth comes during the last year. One of the biggest and most notable traits of Ron is his self-esteem. He's never had anything that was his first, or if he does it breaks easily (or is just Chudley Cannon stuff). Being "second-hand" is something he grumbles about and is embarrassed about from the beginning. Strangely enough, even though he hates this he won't take anything from others if he feels it makes him a charity case.

His low view of himself doesn't come just from being poor; it's also from consistently being in the shadow of someone else. With five older brothers there's not much you can do to prove yourself, especially when they set the bar high or do something interesting. He doesn't feel there's much of anything he can do to get noticed, and this is only furthered when he becomes best friends with "The Boy Who Lived".

This low self-esteem also brings about Ron's jealousy. Constantly being overshadowed by his best friend and brothers makes Ron irritable. A lot of times he holds it in, especially around Harry since he knows the guy can't help the fame he has, but over time the jealousy boils over. When it comes to that point, it takes very little to make Ron angry. It can be as simple as a word before he explodes and that's it. His ability to hide his jealousy goes hand-in-hand with his way of masking his emotions. Ron holds in a lot of his deeper emotions: anger, jealousy, despair and the like. In the end when they all reach that same "boiling point" he explodes and the sight is not so pretty. Ron becomes a good deal more argumentative and bad-tempered at these points, as shown in Deathly Hallows (although to fiercer extremes), and when it's bad enough resolves him to--momentarily-- abandoning a friendship.

Ron isn't incredibly smart, nor does he even care to pick up his school books or do his homework. In most ways, he relies on mere instinct. He has a consistent way of not thinking things through and taking things as they come, often leading to irrational responses. A great example of this is during the Devil Snare incident where Hermione tells him to calm down, but his instinct only tells him to struggle against the vines strangling him. Ron gets better at this over the years, but when it comes to instinctive situations where you have to react instantaneously Ron doesn't fare well.

Although he's easily jealous, Ron is fiercely loyal and protective. He doesn't always make it noticeable, but then again he hardly ever lets most of his emotions out. His moments of loyalty, and even anger, are most signified by the fact his ears turn a deep crimson red when he tries to hold it in. For Ron, in some ways, he can say whatever he likes about his friends and family but if someone says something wrong about them it's more than enough reason for him to attack. Take Malfoy calling Hermione a "mudblood" for example. Ron's loyalty is such that, while he may get angry and stop talking--even leave--, it never fails. He has a way of showing up when a person truly needs them or, as in most cases, he sees his wrongs and wants to return. It's important to note, however, that in his moments of "disloyalty" it's not even because he hates the person-- simply that he feels overshadowed or ignored.

On the flip side, he's a brilliant strategist. This doesn't come into play nearly as much as it should, but if Ron is being faced with a "game" scenario--- chess, mostly, and sometimes Quidditch-- he performs and thinks brilliantly. In a lot of ways it's because he has the time to think things through and see what his opponent is doing, where as academically and on the battlefield he doesn't get that chance. Ron's actually capable of beating even Hermione when he's fully in the mode of playing chess, which helps to prove his strategic nature can outdo her logic sometimes.

Ron's a wisecracker, there's no two ways about it. Growing up around Fred and George has had quite the impact on him. His sense of humor can often get the people around him laughing, but on the same note it's also often insensitive. Ron doesn't really notice his jokes are insensitive, however, and often shrugs it off until he actually makes someone cry. This is mostly because he really is emotionally immature, but it's also likely because he keeps so much emotion in that he thinks other people should be just as capable. However, as unintentional it may be, his jokes really are hurtful and at other peoples' expense.

Background:
On March 1st, 1980, Ron was born as the sixth child to Arthur and Molly (née Prewett) Weasley. The Weasley's were a Pureblood magical family (who appeared to have some random muggle cousin as an accountant) and weren't very well off. Arthur worked at the Ministry of Magic in the department for Misuse of Muggle Artifacts. This job is considered mediocre at best by the outside world, and is given the least of the Ministry's worries as proven by its little space and two-man team.

The Wizarding World was currently at war when Ronald was born. A man who went by "Lord Voldemort" had taken to power and was trying to get as many followers as possible, called Death Eaters, not to mention kill any non-magical folk or people he deemed "unworthy" of carrying magical blood. It was dangerous times, than with no one being able to trust their neighbors, and even more dangerous if you were a family such as the Weasley's. For, while pureblood, they were considered "blood traitors" for their pro-muggle (non-magical) leanings. However, Voldemort fell a year later on Halloween when he killed off a toddler's parents and attempted to kill him. Something that night prevented Voldemort from killing him, and because of that the boy became famous throughout the Wizarding World for finishing Voldemort--- a name Ron grew up to know well: Harry Potter.

A little over a year after Ron's birth and mere weeks before Voldemort's downfall, the Weasley family gained a seventh child: a girl by the name of Ginerva (Ginny). Six children were already hard enough to feed and clothe, and with Ginny the only female, times in the Weasley household got even tighter than they were before. Ron grew up with everything he owned being second-hand owned from either his brothers or shops in Diagon Alley, and it's quite more likely that he was the third or even fourth to receive them.

Growing up in the Wizarding World introduced Ron to most of his Hogwarts concepts at a young age. He and his brothers constantly played Quidditch, the wizarding sport, in an Orchard by the house and he became... decent enough. He even took a liking to his favorite team, the Chudley Cannons, who are known by the Wizarding World as a bit of a joke with their outstanding losses. Ron also became an avid and masterful chess player when he was little, which carried out into his later years.

His most significant moments before going to school contain his two older twin brothers: Fred and George. At age three, Fred turned Ron's teddy bear into a large spider when he accidentally broke his broomstick. This incident comes to make Ron absolutely terrified of spiders. When Ron was five, Fred and George tried getting Ron to create an Unbreakable Vow with them. He almost did as well, until Arthur showed up and went-- as Ron puts it-- mental. This is significant because if this vow was broken, the person would die.

In the summer after his eleventh birthday Ron received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. By this time, his two oldest brothers, Bill and Charlie, had graduated Hogwartss and started their own careers in working at Gringotts--the Wizarding bank-- and with dragons (respectively). His third older brother, Percy, was starting his fifth year as a Prefect while the twins started their third. While Ron was excited in his own right, he also knew he had a lot to live up to thanks to his older brothers-- and felt he never would. Already there had been three school Prefects in his family, but Bill had also been Head Boy and Charlie Quidditch Captain.

Despite his worries, on September 1st, 1991 Ron boarded the train to Hogwarts and there he met and befriended Harry Potter. He also met, of course, Hermione Granger but would not count her any sort of friend until Halloween where he, she and Harry battle a giant troll. The train ride wouldn't be complete if the two boys didn't meet nemesis Draco Malfoy and his two cronies Crabbe and Goyle. That evening Ron was sorted without a doubt into the house of Godric Gryffindor.

While all his things were second-hand, even his wand being Charlie's old one, that day was in some ways prophetic. After Halloween the trio become inseparable and started their trouble-making days, and by the end of their first year they were known throughout the school---Ron, most amusingly, for his chess playing abilities.

What made the trio known at the end of their first year would come to be a constant theme for the rest of their school years: the rise of Lord Voldemort. In their first year, they had faced off against their Professor’s various tasks to keep people away from the Philosopher’s Stone—a stone with the ability to make the person immortal, something Dumbledore had made alongside his partner Nicolas Flamel and Voldemort would seek. They had started in order to stop Snape from getting it, but Harry learned Quirrel was trying to obtain it for the Dark Lord himself (who was attached to the back of his head). This was their first encounter with the Dark Lord’s rise to power.

Their second was met with Ron’s younger sister being used by Voldemort’s younger self, Tom Riddle, in the form of his diary (or later to be found out, horcrux, form), as he tried to open the Chamber of Secrets once more. Third year was met with some calm as was their fourth. That is until they found out the truth behind who betrayed Harry’s parents and the culprit, Peter Pettigrew, escaped to help Voldemort regain power at the end of their fourth year.

Years five and six were spent preparing for war. Well, to be more frank, their fifth year was spent with Dumbledore and Harry trying to prove to the world that Voldemort was back and Dumbledore reorganizing a resistance group called the Order of the Phoenix. The trio also ended up forming their own resistance group inside the school when Umbridge and the Ministry tried taking away teaching them Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was members of this organization that later helped them infiltrate the Ministry of Magic to try to rescue Sirius Black (whom Harry, thanks to Voldemort’s ability to get inside his mind, thought needed saving). Their battle in the Department of Mysteries against Voldemort’s Death Eater’s ended with Ministry officials showing up at the tail-end to see Voldemort escape. Ultimately, they had to come out and say it was true that Voldemort had returned to power and spent the next year preparing for it.

Their sixth year was fairly normal… Well, normal for the trio. Hermione and Ron were wrestling with feelings that presented themselves earlier on, but became extremely evident this book. Ron spent the the earlier bits of it trying to grab Hermione’s attention with little success. It was only after he learned that Hermione had snogged another boy that he decided the best plan was to get girlfriend of his own. This came in the form of Lavender Brown, whom he snogged all the time and in clear view of Hermione. His actions and the rift it caused between him and Hermione almost ruined their friendship, that is until Ron nearly died from being poisoned (thanks to a failed attempt by Draco on Dumbledore). Draco Malfoy had been trying to murder Dumbledore throughout the year on Voldemort’s orders, but continuously failed. Harry, on the other hand, had learned all about Horcruxes and Voldemort’s past life as Tom Riddle. It was on one evening when he and Dumbledore were going to find Horcruxes that it happened: Snape killed Dumbledore.

At the end of the sixth book, the trio decided to forego their final year of schooling so they may hunt for the Horcruxes and finally take down Voldemort. The idea is only furthered when the Ministry fell to the hands of Voldemort. And then, later, the school barred Muggleborns such as Hermione and it was no place for a blood traitor such as Ron or the “Chosen One” (Harry) that Voldemort was looking for.

With the Ministry fallen shortly into the summer, the trio went on the run. The Wizarding World around them changed more, as Snatchers became forefront in finding muggleborns, blood traitors, and even school aged children who refused to return to the school for money. It made their being on the run more dangerous than initially started, but the trio still went about their way to find horcruxes, going as far as to breaking into the Ministry of Magic itself.

Except, after the trio found their first horcrux, Slytherin’s locket, Ron became deeply affected by it. While all three of them found the horcrux saying awful things to them, it affected Ron the most. After hearing about an incident at the school involving his sister, Ron finally snapped and left the other two. Apparating away and no longer bearing the locket he immediately realized his mistake, but it was too late. The Deluminator, an object Dumbledore made himself and had passed down to Ron, was the one thing that helped him to be reunited with his friends weeks later when he heard Hermione’s voice.

From then on he tried to get back on Hermione’s good side, who had taken his leaving quite hard, and to keep his spirits up for Harry. Because, throughout the novels, while Ron may often have been sullen and fought with them, he was endlessly loyal and was what kept them together. It was only after he had left for that short time it truly became noticed. Unfortunately for him, it wasn’t until sometime after the trio met up with Xeno Lovegood to ask about the Deathly Hallows (an object Hermione had came across in the book she had inherited from Dumbledore) that he’d get somewhat back on Hermione's good side. And, even more unfortunate, it was after this Harry entered his world of fantasizing about horcruxes. Due to this, Ron bucked up and took the lead.

Late one March evening, the night Ron would arrive in Adstring, tremendous things would happen. Ron had since told the other two that saying Voldemort’s name was now taboo, something he learned when he was on his own, but that evening Harry says his name. The result was their being surrounded and captured by Snatchers. If it weren’t for a well placed Stinging Jinx by Hermione that made Harry near unrecognizable they would have been found out immediately. As it were, the Daily Prophet had recently revealed Hermione’s face and it all came out. The Snatchers, excited by such a find as Harry Potter himself, brought them to Malfoy Manor where Voldemort’s base was currently at. Bellatrix Lestrange, one of Voldemort’s most faithful servants, would have called him immediately until she saw the trio had Gryffindor’s Sword—a sword that was supposed to be in her vault at Gringotts Bank. She proceeded to tell Peter Pettigrew to lock Ron and Harry in the Cellar so she may torture the answer out of Hermione. Ron near lost it while in the cellar as he heard Hermione being tortured even as she managed to lie about how they found the sword. Dobby, a house-elf Harry befriended in his second year, appeared as help for the trio and if it weren’t for him the two boys might not have escaped the cellar as successfully as they did. It’s just as Bellatrix tells Greyback, one of the Snatchers who found them as well as a Death Eater, he may have the girl that Ron arrives in Adstringendum.

Abilities/Additional Notes:
Ron's a wizard! In the world of Harry Potter wizards have pretty extraordinary power going from elemental to defensive/offensive. They have three main ways to use their powers: Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration. With Charms this can be something as easy as cheering someone up and making them laugh forever or go to the point of blowing stuff up/setting it on fire. Defense is just as it sounds with the addition of having offensive spells such as hexes. Transfiguration is just as it sounds meaning changing one object into another. Exceptionally large objects-- like dragons-- aren't possible to transfigure for even the best at it (Hermione says even McGonagall would have difficulty with it). There's also the matter of apparation, which is the ability to appear in one place and then another by concentrating on it.

Harry Potter magic is a broad term and covers many things, Ron isn't a fully accomplished wizard with only six years of study and he had difficulty with magic of this level, as well. Due to the nature of his situation he's gotten fairly good at Defense Against the Dark Arts and protection spells.

Sample Journal Post:
[The PCD doesn’t turn onto a face or voice just yet, but instead the viewer is met with a rather odd message in text:]

Fgfdgfg35gggHEY oi!

[The viewer is likely about as confused with the device as the operator, because a few moments later it seems they’ve hit the button to turn on the PCD’s video function. A barrage of freckles and ginger hair takes up the screen as he inspects the gadget.]

Weird. Bet dad would never stop messing with this if he had one. Still bit barmy if you ask me. No wonder Muggles seem to be upset all the time, must be murder to have to deal with this stuff all the time.

[Ron doesn’t seem to realize the PCD is on yet as he turns it upset down and around before settling it back to its usual position. However, the amused curiosity has all but left his features with a frown.]

Just what am I doing mucking around with this stuff when there’s loads more I should be doing? Blimey, give a bloke some weird gadget and he can forget all about priorities—

[Scoffing, Ron unknowingly slips the still on PCD in his pocket.]

Not that anything about this whole mess isn’t weird. Right mental, really.

Sample RP:
If someone asked Ron how it felt to have the horcrux inside your heart and mind and suddenly gone again, he wouldn’t be able to explain it. Hours of heightened fear and anxiety, your thoughts whirling about with no end and no happiness and suddenly it was gone, all gone. You would think that with the horcrux no longer hanging around his neck he would be happier, but it was hardly the case this time. The thought of the horcux's disappearance was not a relief, but a feeling of foreboding and dread. After all, the last time he had worn the horcrux he had let it finally get the best of him and abandoned his two best friends.

Now, watching the waves lick the shore was not as calm as he once imagined. Weeks ago he had abandoned Hermione and Harry in the middle of nowhere, walked right into a Snatcher trap… And while he escaped, the ordeal had only wrought more anxiety in him. He had left them and now what would he do with himself should something ever happen to them? Ron knew that if they were found he’d know as Voldemort wouldn’t hush it up from the papers and the idea sickened him.

Only the thought didn’t sicken him as much as his abandonment of Hermione and Harry. He’d tried searching for them, but had came to the inevitable conclusion that Hermione’s charms protected them well and he’d never find them, which left him here at his brother’s place. He found himself at the beach everyday, watching the waves lap along the shore and wanting to keep out of Fleur’s and Bill’s sight as much as possible. Even though his brother never said anything, he could feel the disappointment and it only made it weigh down on him more.

Moving from his sitting position on the rock, he scowled as he caught sight of Fleur moving away from a window in the house. His fingers tightened in the coat pocket he wore, but he tried to settle himself. After all, it wasn’t Fleur he was angry at but himself. If only he hadn’t been so stupid as to allow the Horcrux to get the better of him… But, then again, he would never feel he was as strong as his best friends who managed to wrestle it better than he did. Still, he knew better, and he wasn’t going to let them do this alone if he could help it. As he made it into the house it was to his surprise that a voice echoed from his pocket: Hermione’s voice. Grappling for several seconds he pulled it out just for the tail-end and, with a click, a light appeared and floated out the window.

For a moment Ron couldn’t help a small smirk. “Suppose that means my ride’s here,” he muttered with a more uplifted spirit than he had before.