they say home is where the heart is, but god, I love the english.
[ harry potter x original character ]
[ book one in the american glory faded before me duology ]
[ part of the one for the ages series ]
[ the order of the phoenix ]
STATUS: COMPLETED...
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𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗢𝗬
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ACT TWO, CHAPTER TEN O.W.L.'s start.
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RON'S EUPHORIA OF helping Gryffindor win the Quidditch Cup was definitely too high to settle at anything the next day. Quite literally all he wanted to was talk about the match, and Venus, Harry, Hermione, Charlotte, and Elijah were having a hard time finding an opening where they could mention anything about Grawp — well, not that they tried very hard. None of them wanted to bring Ron down from his high so out of the blue.
Currently, the six of them were sitting outside to study. They all sat under the beech tree on the edge of the edge of the lake. It was a warm day and the sun was shining from a brilliantly blue sky. Venus, Harry, Hermione, Charlotte, and Elijah had all agreed to do this so that they wouldn't be overheard as much as anywhere else. Ron wasn't really keen on this idea at first — he was enjoying being patted on the back by Gryffindors in the common room or in the hallways or being greeted with kisses by Penelope whenever she saw him. Finally, after a while, he agreed that some fresh air might do him good. Venus was looking down at her Charms book, listening to Ron talk about the first save of the match for what felt like the millionth time.
"Well, I mean, I'd already let in that one of Davies's, so I wasn't feeling that confident, but I dunno, when Bradley came toward me, just out of nowhere, I thought — you can do this! And I had about a second to decide which way to fly, you know, because he looked like he was aiming for the right goal hoop — my right, obviously, his left — but I had a funny feeling that he was feinting, and so I took the chance and flew left — his right, I mean — and — well — you saw what happened," Ron concluded, sweeping his hair back so that it looked sort of windswept and glanced around to see if the people nearest to them (a group of gossiping third-year Hufflepuffs) had heard him. "And then, when Chambers came at me about five minutes later — what?" Ron stopped to look at Harry. "Why are you grinning?"
