Fic: Ron Weasley Proves Himself Wrong
Jan. 4th, 2014 06:15 pmAuthor:
starfishstar
Title: Ron Weasley Proves Himself Wrong
Rating & Warnings: PG?
Word Count or Art Format: 100 words
Prompt:
gilpin25's prompt #1: "Listen, no bloke in his right mind's going to fancy Tonks when Fleur's around." (Ron, HBP, Ch.5)
Summary: What it says on the tin.
Notes: You’re going to have to squint at the timeline a bit with me here. Let’s imagine there’s a time at the start of HPB that’s after Fleur arrives at the Burrow and Ron says the bit above, but before Tonks gets too depressed to change her appearance, even though we know that’s not exactly the order in which things happened…
Also, hey, I wrote my first drabble!
(And no, Remus doesn’t actually appear in this…but I’m also writing a longer story about Remus to the same prompt, so maybe you’ll forgive?)
Ron clattered into the kitchen for a snack, and stopped dead. “Tonks?”
The Order’s youngest member stood there in a midnight blue evening gown, her hair a deep chestnut brown piled high, a few wisps accentuating her heart-shaped face.
“Wotcher, Ron. Just stopped by to ask Molly’s advice, it’s this autumn ball thing at the Ministry – oh, drat…” She tugged impatiently at a wayward bit of flowing fabric.
Ron had never realised Tonks had… shoulders. And nice arms. And… nice other things.
Distantly, he heard Bill’s girlfriend behind him, saying, “Ron, you are in ze way, may I pass? Ron?”
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Title: Ron Weasley Proves Himself Wrong
Rating & Warnings: PG?
Word Count or Art Format: 100 words
Prompt:
Summary: What it says on the tin.
Notes: You’re going to have to squint at the timeline a bit with me here. Let’s imagine there’s a time at the start of HPB that’s after Fleur arrives at the Burrow and Ron says the bit above, but before Tonks gets too depressed to change her appearance, even though we know that’s not exactly the order in which things happened…
Also, hey, I wrote my first drabble!
(And no, Remus doesn’t actually appear in this…but I’m also writing a longer story about Remus to the same prompt, so maybe you’ll forgive?)
Ron clattered into the kitchen for a snack, and stopped dead. “Tonks?”
The Order’s youngest member stood there in a midnight blue evening gown, her hair a deep chestnut brown piled high, a few wisps accentuating her heart-shaped face.
“Wotcher, Ron. Just stopped by to ask Molly’s advice, it’s this autumn ball thing at the Ministry – oh, drat…” She tugged impatiently at a wayward bit of flowing fabric.
Ron had never realised Tonks had… shoulders. And nice arms. And… nice other things.
Distantly, he heard Bill’s girlfriend behind him, saying, “Ron, you are in ze way, may I pass? Ron?”
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Date: 2014-01-05 05:49 pm (UTC)And I have no particular plans to write the Remus POV on this, but I totally encourage anyone else to do so!!