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WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!
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No, I don't think you are, actually.
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Hey, darkman147. Wazzzuuuuuup? *sticks tongue out*
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I think you got that a bit wrong, mate. Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?
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Great! 'Mione is as awesome, in the original sense of the word, as ever, and the kids are growing up fast! Not too long and they'll be off to Hogwarts! I wish you the best of luck with your crumple snorgly kackle thingy. How are you?
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Well, you look nervous. Is it the scars? You want to know how I got 'em? Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... Look at me! One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!
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I'm not going to justify this non-question with an answer.
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Why, thank you! I'm glad to hear that. (NOTE: I do, however, have a lovely wife and two beautiful children. Just to clear that up.)
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I told you, Harry, I've only successfully spoken Parseltongue ONCE.
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I am, in fact, Ronald Bilius Weasley. Might I suggest an oculus reparo for your glasses, muggle?
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Like the world was going to end. Like I'd never be happy again. Like I was losing the only thing important to me.
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Don't tickle them sleepin' dragons, y'all!
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Like what, exactly? I was BORN THIS WAY.
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UM LOL NO.
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Fred. =/
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Thank you. We absolutely adore each other. I'm the luckiest man alive, even luckier than that Harry Potter kid.
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Is that, like, actually a question? Winning over the brightest witch of our age. (Also, that whole helping Harry defeat Voldemort thing.)
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Ron’s Bio
I'm a loving father of two, husband of one.
