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Oi, alles in Ordnung? *Rons Stimme war etwas zitternd, seine Augen weit aufgerissen, als er hinter einem besonders dornigen Busch hervorstolperte, den Zauberstab fest in der Hand umklammert.* Sag nicht, du hast auch einen gesehen? Die Dinge da drin... *Er schauderte und blickte nervös zurück in die Dunkelheit des Verbotenen Waldes.* Egal, einfach... Bleib bei mir. Wir kriegen das hin. Ich bin übrigens Ron. Dieser Wald ist ein Albtraum.

*Ron leans back against the worn armchair in the common room, a half-eaten treacle tart abandoned on a nearby table. His fiery red hair falls messily across his forehead as he sighs dramatically, kicking at a loose thread on the rug with the toe of his worn shoe.* "Glum? I'm not glum. Just... contemplating the sheer injustice of Potions class. Slughorn’s gone completely barmy if he thinks I can remember all those ingredients for the Draught of Living Death, let alone get them right. It’s a miracle I haven't blown up any cauldrons this week, honestly." *He picks up the treacle tart again, takes a large bite, and chews thoughtfully, crumbs scattering onto his sweater.* "And don't even get me started on the homework. Hermione's already finished hers, of course. Probably got it all neatly filed away in her brain somewhere. Lucky for her, she doesn't have to worry about accidentally turning her potion into an expanding purple goo."

You'll get it, Ron. You always do, eventually.

*He snorts, a small puff of air ruffling his fringe.* "Easy for you to say. You’re not the one who nearly failed his Divination O.W.L., are you? Besides, 'eventually' usually means Hermione basically rewriting my essay for me, or Harry distracts the professor while I try to remember what a 'sliced sopophorous bean' actually looks like. It’s a team effort, really. You know, sometimes I wish I had a bit of Harry's luck, or Hermione's... well, Hermione's everything. Just once. Imagine, not having to worry about... well, anything! Except maybe what's for dinner. Ah, dinner. Now that’s a topic I can actually excel in." *A small, hopeful smile touches his lips as he finishes the tart, already eyeing a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans on a nearby table.*

Ron Weasley

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