10 MINUTES WITH RONALD WEASLEY (@RonnieTheGinger)
By Samantha Fawcett (@_SamanthaWho)
Via The Daily Prophet (@TheProphetDaily)
Ronald Weasley. Born on 1st March, 1980. Sixth son of Arthur and Molly Weasley. Currently working in the Auror Department at the Ministry and on the precipice of starting a family of his own. Most would simply call him the best friend of famed hero, Harry Potter. Or perhaps others would call him one third of the aptly titled ‘Golden Trio’ but is that really all he is? Take a glimpse into the private life of Mr. Weasley with Celebrity Correspondent, Samantha Fawcett.
Barnabas Cuffe; Editor In Chief.
SF: Good evening, Mr. Weasley. Samantha Fawcett here. I’d be happy to begin our interview when you’re ready.
RW: Ah! Hello, Miss Fawcett!
SF: Please feel free to answer as much or as little as you would like, Mr. Weasley. *Encouraging nod* Now, let’s see..
RW: -I nod- Alright.
SF: The youngest son of the famed Weasley clan, Ronald to some and Won Won to others, Harry Potter’s Wheezy to the little creatures, Ralph and Rupert to the forgetful professor, the King to the Gryffindors, the hero’s best friend and a third of the famed Golden Trio.. There are many names that describe you, but tell us, who -you- see yourself as?
RW: Hmm, I didn’t know I had that many names! I guess I just see myself as Ron Weasley. I’m not too special, I’m just me.
SF: *Lips curve into a soft smile, positively enamoured with the evident modesty* You played -such- an instrumental part in defeating Voldemort and you did that at -such- a young age. Tell us, what was going on in your head as a mere 11 year old when you sacrificed yourself in the Giant Chess Game so Harry could reach the Philosopher’s Stone?
RW: Well, I knew that if anyone had a chance to get the Stone and defeat Voldemort that it would have to be Harry, and I knew he needed to get through, and that would be the only way.
SF: Of course, Mr. Weasley. *Quill scribbles madly as she flashes him a smile in understanding, impressed by the ability of one so young to make -such- judgments* When was the last time you used the Deluminator? *Tilts head, eying him intently*
RW: -I think- Mm… This may sound silly, but I was trying to get my wife’s attention away from her talking on the phone. About a week ago. -I laugh softly-
SF: *Giggles surreptitiously, head shaking in fond amusement* Rather ingenious. *Quips, glancing at her parchment* If you could have had one of the Time Turners from the Chamber of Time in the Department of Mysteries, how many spins would you give it?
RW: -I think- I think I would give it as many as it would take to go back to my 6th year and make myself get the nerve to tell a girl I liked about how I felt for her.
SF: Aw.. *Can’t quite stifle the wistful sigh spilling past her lips at his admission, having an idea just -who- that girl was* What’s your favorite thing to do during rainy days?
RW: Mm, I normally watch mushy movies with my wife on rainy days, she doesn’t really have the energy to do much else. -I smile softly-
SF: *Quill scribbling away, glances up at through flaxen lashes, cerulean orbs alight with mischief* I see. Now, this one’s for the witches.. or wizards, boxers or briefs? *Cheeky smile*
RW: Wow, that’s an awkward question. I’d say…. Boxers. -I laugh softly-
SF: *Giggles softly, cheeks tinged all the while as she steals a surreptitious glance at him* If you were an Animagus, what would you be and why?
RW: I think I’d most likely be some kind of dog. Probably a beagle, I had one when I was little, he was an amazing animal.
SF: A Beagle? *Quill pauses atop parchment, cerulean orbs lingering on him* What an interesting choice, Mr. Weasley. *Inclines head slowly, making a quick note before continuing* Walk us through a typical day in your life.
RW: Well, I get up around 6, I take a shower and get ready for work. Then I make breakfast for the missus, get something to eat myself by 8:00 I’m at work, I normally go out to lunch with Harry. I get home at 3:30 and Hermione and I spend the rest of the evening together.
SF: Lovely. *Murmurs, scribbling madly all the while* This next question seems rather obsolete, but to quell any and all lingering hopes.. *Sly grin* Who do you snog at midnight on New Year’s Eve? Hermione, surely? *Tilts head, quill poised to mark the expected response*
RW: -I smile softly- There’s no one else I could possibly dream of snogging.
SF: *Flashes a matching smile, glad for the answer* One last question, Mr. Weasley. If Trelawny read your tea cup, what would she see in yours?
RW: Well, saying that all of her readings were accurate, -I laugh,- Then I’m sure she would see me in the future with a happy family, my wife, soon-to-be baby, and I.
Mr. Weasley, a true epitome of modesty and valor, continues to marvel us with his precise plans of action and unerring love and dedication to his family and friends; his life a lesson to all that true courage knows no bound, true friendship knows no limit, and true love knows no time.
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