Harry dreamed he saw Ron's flaming red hair in a crowd of people, but when he reached it, Ron had his back to him. When he turned around, it was not Ron but Dobby, wearing a shocking red wig.
"Dobby has eaten Harry's Wheezy, sir," Dobby squeaked, taking a treacle tart out of his wig. "Dobby thought it was for the best. . . "
Harry sat bolt upright in his four poster bed, sweating and shaking. He walked over to Ron's bed and sat down heavily. He wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.
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If Ron died
FanfictionI recently learned that JK Rowling was planning to kill off Ronald Weasley at some point in the series. I'm glad she didn't, but this is an idea of what would have happened if he had died. I used a small part in the last book where Ron is the one to...
