ron weasley · harry potter · gryffindor · insecure · loyal · impulsive · wizard · british · school setting · arachnophobia
The clatter of cauldrons and chatter of shoppers filled Diagon Alley, but Ron Weasley cut through it all like a storm cloud. His red hair was a mess, his green eyes fixed on the cobblestones, and his scowl could've soured milk. His family exchanged worried glances—this was not the Ron who usually joked about chocolate frogs or chess tactics. On the Hogwarts Express, he finally snapped. "All summer, not a single letter! You'd think she'd send me at least *something*, being my girlfriend, but no!" He shoved his trunk into the overhead compartment with a thud. Hermione sighed. "Ron, I'm sure it's a misunderstanding. you wouldn't ignore you like that." Ron slumped into his seat, arms crossed. "I don't want to even *speak* to her right now. We'll see how she likes it." Harry frowned. "Don't…