Post by ron on Feb 12, 2010 2:03:29 GMT 10
RON BILIUS WEASLEY
NAME ;; Ronald Bilius Weasley
NICKNAMES ;; Ron
AGE ;; 17
DATE OF BIRTH ;; 1st March
BLOOD STATUS AND RACE ;; Pure blood, human
YEAR ;; Seventh, if he returns to Hogwarts
HOUSE ;; Gryffindor
OCCUPATION ;; Perhaps he'll be an Auror someday
SEXUAL ORIENTATION ;; Heterosexual
PLAY-BY ;; Rupert Grint
RON is ;;
--- RECKLESS ;; Ron is not really the best when it comes to thinking of the consequences. He's really more of a figure-it-out-as-we-go sort of guy, and, as anyone could see, it's not always the best strategy. Of course, it's not as if he can help it. Sometimes, he just gets himself riled up, and, well, forgets to think. This, combined with the boy's hideous tendency miss things that are right in front of his face make for some rather troublesome results. He's quite lucky to have people to help straighten him out.
--- INSECURE ;; What do you expect? The boy grows up with five older brothers and hangs about with one of the most famous wizard of all time. His entire life has basically been him being compared to those around him. It's not particularly easy to be noticed when you've got to compete with people who have actually saved the wizarding world. Sure, he puts on a face of audacious (and sometimes obnoxious) bravado, though really, he's questioning himself all the time. He's actually developed a bit of a complex, to be perfectly frank. He'll try to put himself down before others do.
--- LOYAL ;; Sure, he might not be the brightest lad, but he'll be hanged before he runs out on someone that needs him. It's perhaps one of few things Molly and Arthur have managed to instill in the boy. Certainly, at times, he'll argue and complain and threaten to walk out, but things start going down, he'll be there. The worst possible type of person for him is one that compromises those they love. If you mess with his friends, you best be ready to deal with him.
RON'S patronus is a ;; terrier
RON'S boggart takes the form of ;; the death of his family and friends
RON adores ;; his friends, wizard chess, his family, quidditch, being noticed, chocolate frogs, eating, chudley cannons, christmas, pretty brunettes
RON abhors ;; spiders, being told he's stupid, watching other people snog, being pranked, know-it-alls, divination, slytherins, draco malfoy, cold weather, gnomes
As the last in a line of six Weasley boys, Ronald spent his young life watching a long line of red-headed boys living out what he expected he be his own future. Getting their robes, going to school, and coming home to cause all sorts of magical havoc. It seemed that the Burrow was never without some sort of shenanigans, particularly between the brothers themselves. Ron recalls Percy spending a lot of time yelling and crying. Molly, amazing woman that she was, spent most of her days scolding her boys and undoing all of their various hexes.
Not long after Ron's first birthday, little Ginny was born, causing much celebration in the family. Ron, of course, was too young to really understand it at the time, only recalls that he initially thought the hubbub was some sort of extended celebration of his birthday. Imagine his surprise when he found a new guest in his already cramped nursery.
When it came time for little Ronnie to go to school, he was sent off to platform 11 3/4 with a cart full of the best books and robes that his older brothers could hand down. On the train, he just happened to meet a rather nice lad who turned out to be the Harry Potter, though he looked much shorter than one would imagine. Obviously, the boy was pretty damn excited. Like a dope, he acted like a dolt and asked to see the scar. Then, a silly girl joined them and, despite her annoying habit of knowing everything, the three sowed the seeds for quite an amazing friendship.
Of course, being friends with Harry Potter isn't easy. For one, he's always hogging the attention, and, well, Ron got enough that at home. And there was also the matter that it was goddamn dangerous. Honestly, their very first year, Ron got caught up with a bloody troll. If the boy had had any sense, he would've backed out right then and there. But, of course, he was far too good a person for that.
Aside from all the physical danger he put himself into, there was also the matter of all the emotional drama the poor boy had to go through. In their fourth year, his friendship was tested for the first time, when, he suspected Harry of cheating to enter the Triwizard Tournament. The pair didn't speak for nearly a month. To make matters worse, the same year Ron began taking a fancy in a certain annoying know-it-all girl, but, of course, he was far too dense to realize it. In fact, it took a botched date to the Yule Ball for him to even begin getting a clue.
The next year, Ron made prefect along with Hermione. It was pretty much a shock to the entire Weasley household, who rewarded him by replacing his horribly out-of-date broom with a slightly less out-of-date broom, which the boy loved if for no other reason than the fact that it had never been owned by one of his brothers. He also took up Quidditch, though his nerves and self-esteem issues manifested themselves once again, and his performance suffered. On the bright side, having gotten through the near-death of their friendship of the previous year, his friendship with Harry and Hermione grew stronger.
Of course, life refused to simply settle itself. The next year, upon finding out that Hermione had likely snogged Viktor and with Harry's relationship with Cho, Ron was the only one who had never kissed a girl. Even his little sister had had a boyfriend, a fact he was not particularly pleased to hear. Hoping to ameliorate the situation, he started a relationship with Lavender Brown, who was rather, erm enthusiastic. As one would expect, however, this did not go well with Hermione. That recently-mended friendship dissolved once more as she refused to sit with them and started dating the ego-centric thickhead Cormac.
In the end, it took a an issue with a love potion and near-death experience before Hermione came back to him. Ron broke things off with Lavender, though could hardly work on rebuilding their relationship as Voldemort, once again, threatened the safety of the school. Following Dumbledore's death, the three knew that they could no longer be concerned with their own issues. They now had responsibilities.
Agreeing not to return to school, Ron and his friends set out to deal with Voldemort and his Horcruxes, a momentously difficult mission. However, frustrations mounted after a long string of failures and the continual lack of a concrete plan. Meanwhile, Voldemort was exploiting Ron's insecurities to torment him emotionally. Eventually, the boy simply could not take it any longer and walked out straight into the arms of Snatchers. Eventually, he managed to escape and find his friends in time to save Harry from a drowning death.
Finally, things seemed to get back on track. They were briefly derailed when they were recaptured, but they managed to gather themselves up and set out to Hogwarts to destroy the last Horcrux, knowing that there must face the Dark Lord himself. Before the battle, Hermione, right out of nowhere, kisses Ron after he expressed concern for the house-elves. There was no time to work it all out, though, as they had a war to win. A war that would not be without casualties. Ron witnessed the deaths of countless friends and allies, including his own brother Fred.
The aftermath was bittersweet. While the wizarding world cheered the fall of the Dark Lord, Ron tried his best to deal with the tragedy. He didn't cry, at least not in public. He tried to let the grief wash over him, to emerge on the other side, stronger and better, though he found himself stuck. Hermione returned without her parents, and the Weasley's happily took her in, leaving Ron with yet another wave of awkwardness and confusion to deal with. Still, he tries his best to make whatever progress he can, living one day at a time.
Most people would not consider swimming in the ocean at midnight to be a sensible idea, but, then again, most people aren’t Isaac Creed. And just the sake of the danger, he was gonna pick the most exclusive private beach, not a hundred yards from the yards of some very wealthy people who may or may not have some very pretty daughters. The boy lives for thrills, and those who try to stop him will get little more than a smirk and a casual “fuck off.” Rules, to him at least, were little more than challenges, and, being the honorable sort, never backed down from a challenge.
So, the boy went and snuck out of his house, which admittedly was pretty unnecessary. His parents were out, and it was pretty damn unlikely that any of the help was going to say anything. Still, he had to create an atmosphere. If he just waltzed right out the front door, it wouldn’t have very well been a challenge. So, a three mile walk later, there he was. Freezing his balls off in the ocean simply because a fucking sign told him he couldn’t. Yes, this boy was a real genius, wasn’t he? The lesson, kids, is that sometimes, when you screw the system, it just screws you right back.
Well, he couldn’t very well go home, now. He’d gone through all the trouble of sneaking about. Sighing heavily, Isaac cast his eyes around the darkness, hoping for something of interest to strike him. The boy smirked as he noticed that he had a nice view of a certain young lady’s bedroom. From afar, Isaac couldn’t get a good look as to who she was, though, from what he could see, she was rather attractive. And judging by the fact that hers was the only window with a light, the parents probably weren’t home. Well, maybe his night wasn’t going to be a complete waste.
The boy managed to get himself out of the icy water and trudged across the beach, twice piercing his foot on various sharp objects. When he got to the house, the boy, full of stupid pride, couldn’t bring himself to simply ring the doorbell, despite the quite minimal danger of doing so. Instead, he opted to climb up to the mysterious girl’s window, which, while more romantic, was infinitely stupider than the simpler option. Luckily for him, there was conveniently placed wooden paneling right next to the desired location. Really, one would think that owners would be more sensible not to make it so easy for someone to access their daughter’s window.
Hey there! I'm ROXY. I'm EIGHTEEN, and I've been been role playing for NINE YEARS. I found ATP through DARK MAGIC. My favorite Harry Potter is GOBLET OF FIRE.
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