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3rd year x battle of hogwarts(parallels)


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laura’s 10k celebration (top 30 ships as voted by my followers) ✵ 5 ➳ ron weasley & hermione granger

Harry glanced over at the dark shapes they made on the floor beside him. Ron had had a fit of gallantry and insisted that Hermione sleep on the cushions from the sofa, so that her silhouette was raised above his. Her arm curved to the floor, her fingers inches from Ron’s. Harry wondered whether they had fallen asleep holding hands.

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@hpeditsnet​​ creation event: Get to know our members week☞ Day 4: Favorite shipRomione; Hermione Je@hpeditsnet​​ creation event: Get to know our members week☞ Day 4: Favorite shipRomione; Hermione Je

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Romione; Hermione Jean Granger + Ronald Billius Weasley


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So the very first HP story I wrote was Ron/Hermione and it kind of ended up launching my whole AU that I have going on.  I’ve always had a soft spot for these two crazy kids, but in my California Dreamin’ AU, they’re kind of like the safe couple that’s just chilling, doing their thing, raising their kids.  I’ve been wanting to do something more exciting with them for a while and a few weeks ago, I was driving home from work when Dido’s Sand In My Shoes came up on my iPod (yes, I still use an iPod).  That song is one of those that I know most of the words to through osmosis, but I’d never really listened to it, but I did this time and it really sparked an idea.

Picture this;  Ron is an Auror, but he’s sort of burnt out, maybe he kind of fucked up at work and is strongly encouraged to take a vacation.  So he does, lighting out for a small Caribbean island that has a decently-sized magical population.  While there, he runs into a woman that he knew only vaguely as the resident Gryffindor swot and uncovers a bit of a mystery.  Hijinks ensue and when he’s back … well, he’s still got sand in his shoes, doesn’t he?

I’m finishing up what I think is the last chapter of The Mona Lisa’s Smile and other than a few other one shots I have brewing, including a Harry/Ginny birthday challenge, I think this will be the next thing I work on.  I was having a conversation on Discord and and that conversation sparked this scene.  Let me know what you think.

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Ron entered the dimly lit bar, taking a moment to appreciate the coolness after the blazing hot tropical sun outside.  Eyes adjusted, he checked out his surroundings, taking in the wood-paneled walls and general well-kept but shabby air of the place.  

Ambling up to the polished wood bar, he sat down on a leather-covered stool, surveying the bottles of liquor arrayed in front of a large mirror.  A moment later, a woman walked behind the bar, setting down an empty tray.  She had on a long, loose dress and her hair was hidden by what looked like a very elaborate headwrap.  “Good afternoon,” she said, her crisp British accent surprising him; he’d become used to the melodic Caribbean lilt of the locals.  “What can I get you to drink?”

“Hmm … I’ll have that Guinness,” he said, nodding to the tap.  He looked at the liquors again, eyes lighting up at the sight of one particular bottle.  “And a shot of that Russian Standard.”

The bartender’s eyebrows went up and she stood up on her tiptoes to reach way in the back for the bottle.  A moment later, he had a pint of Guinness and the shot of vodka in front of him.  “Not many people know about that one,” she said, pouring a shot for herself.  “You must have done some traveling.”

“A fair bit,” Ron said, picking up the shot glass.  “Na zdorovie,” he said, quickly downing the shot of vodka, savoring the burn of the alcohol.  He set the empty glass upside down on the bar, noticing the bartender still held her shot, looking at him curiously.  “What?”

“I just realized who you are.  You’re that Ron Weasley,” she said, finally downing her shot.

Surprised, Ron sat back on the stool and picked up his pint, taking a sip as he studied the woman in front of him.  She was a little bit shorter than average and tanned from the tropical sun he was currently avoiding.  Bright brown eyes and a rather thin-lipped mouth triggered a memory and he snapped his fingers.  “Hermione Granger,” he said, a jolt of surprise coursing through him.  “How did you go from Gryffindor swot to a bar in a Caribbean backwater?”

“Charming as always, Weasley,” Hermione said, quickly filling three more pints of Guinness for some men that had just walked in.

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Harry looked over at Hermione and the question he had been about to ask died in his throat. Hermione was watching Ron fret over the fate of the Cattermoles, and there was such tenderness in her expression that Harry felt almost as if he had surprised her in the act of kissing him.

-Deathly Hallows

I LOVE RON SO MUCH- like, there they are, in the woods- everything is suddenly f$%^ed. He’s bled so much he fainted and is grievously injured, has that damned locket starting to effect him, they don’t know what to do next- AND HE’S THINKING OF THE CATTERMOLES! D:  

THIS IS WHY HERMIONE IS EYEING HIM UP. I mean… This is why she LOVES him. Like, she and Harry don’t think like that. They are so driven with purpose that it’s easy for them to forget the little guy. RON NEVER FORGETS THE LITTLE GUY!

BONUS: Harry being cool as hell about this:

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Hogwarts houses as conversations I’ve had with my friends (pt 11):

Gryffindor: so what u didn’t study, do u really have to cry about it?

Ravenclaw: *sobbing* I’m not crying because i didn’t study, dude stfu i hate u so much

Gryffindor: ️️

Hufflepuff: then why are you crying?

Ravenclaw: just …in general.

Hufflepuff: Valid in these trying times, have a nice day.

Gryffindor:

Gryffindor: literally no, what the fuck.

Fanfiction tropes as Hogwarts houses.

(Or alternatively, which hogwarts house is likely to be involved in said tropes.)

Gryffindor: rivals to friends to lovers, there was only one bed, accidentally locked themselves in a confined space (absolutely the kind of dumbassery you would expect from a gryff), idiots in love, truth and dare, OBLIVIOUSNESS, coming of age.

Hufflepuff: friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, coffee shop au, FLUFF, song fics, childhood best friends, neighbors, mutual pining, accidental confession (lmfao), hot cold dynamics, soulmate au.

Ravenclaw: office romance, METAPHORS, book shop au (obviously), bonding over common interests, letter/email fics, soft nerds, project partners, DARK ACADEMIA, domestic as hell, “and they were roommates”.

Slytherin: enemies to friends to lovers (duh), Fake dating, arranged marriage, partners in crime, immortal lovers, vampire/veela/supernatural elements, Never have I ever, ANGST, secret pining, “make me.” ‘nuff said.

It kinda makes sense in a weirdly specific way if you think about it.

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