" and he [Ron] apparently was promised Hermione as a reward for his manipulation of myself over the years, by none other that Dumbledore, in cahoots with Molly. They were going to dose me and Hermione, set me up to be killed in the battle with Tom, and take my estates to be divided up between their little coalition.. Ron was to get Puddlemere as a present, Ginny and Molly the Potter name and money.. this is something I will not forgive."
— Harry Potter, Bring To Order
Chief Yagami: I remember Mikami. We go way back. We were roommates back at Penn State! ...Anyway this guy was totally awesome! This one time we were out with a bunch of drug-filled prostitutes and we shined so many shoes I got a nickel.
Narrator: But... what?! You were trained to be a policeman! How did—What?!
Chief Yagami: You're point? And don't you interrupt me, mister or I'll smack you in the mouth so hard that even Mikami's mom will feel it!
Mikami: Hasn't she suffered enough?
Chief Yagami: No.
Harry glared at the two figures blocking his path. His once best friends. Inwardly he snorted. When Severus caught up with him again, he'd never hear the end of it. The bloody bat would probably rescind his offer of guardianship as well. He definitely shouldn't have gone out of his mentor's office alone.
That's what he got, he supposed, for wanting some alone time to think. As it was, he spent a few seconds cursing his fate while Hermione and Ron exchanged malicious smirks. He knew that this wouldn't end well. He could scent their hatred. A bitter sour taint that coated his mouth like a thick film...
"Well, well. If it isn't the experiment." sneered Hermione, cold brown eyes lighting with insane glee as she brandished her wand.
It was seventh year, after the defeat of Voldemort. Everyone had come back and things were normal again except Ron was dead but no one really care about that.
Did you know [Ron] tried to rape last year?
I thought we were best mates, and this is how you repay me. We slept in the same dorm for the past 5 years and you knew all my secrets and I knew all yours. You knew I was poor yet you still decided to take away what money I did have because you decided to Harry Potter. I cannot believe you did this to me. Our friendship is over. I did what Dumbledore asked, I befriended Harry Potter. Too bad he was so stuck up that he couldnít let somebody else also have money. You will never get anybody. I can guarantee that. Hermione will realize this one day and come to me crying. I will gladly help her through her heart ache just to see the almighty Harry Potter lose something. I can not wait to see you in court because I will tell the court for what you truly are, a lying, backstabbing, two timing, stuck up prick.
— Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and the Pureblood Supremacist
Vernon: Boy! I'm trying to come up with some new ways that I could make your life even more miserable than it already is, but I'm having a hard time with it. What do you think?
Harry: I don't know, Uncle Vernon. I mean, you're already allowing me only the barest minimal necessities for keeping me alive. You're also beating me on a four times a day basis, five times on Saturday since it's your day off, plus the beatings that Dudley and his friends give me whenever they feel like it. Also, I've never been allowed to properly tend to any of the wounds I've received from those beatings, so my body's probably heavily infected in multiple places right now. You killed my owl and then forced me to cook her for your supper, and then beat me because she was too salty. I could honestly die any day now of starvation, dehydration, overexertion, or a combination of all three. The jury's still out on whether or not I've contracted cancer from that toxic waste you dumped on me the other day, and let's not forget that I'm also mentally scarred, not just from all the verbal abuse I take from you three, but also from seeing my godfather, the last remaining family I have that cared about me even the slightest bit, killed right in front of me not so long ago. I can honestly say that my life sucks about as hard as is metaphorically possible already and, off the top of my head, can't think of a single way that you could make it worse short of murdering the rest of my friends in front of me.
Vernon: Well, what if I were to violate you sexually?
Harry: ...Well, there you go: that would do it. That would be the proverbial icing on the seven-layer tragedy cake of my life. I really have to commend you, Uncle. Voldemort himself could take lessons on what it means to be a truly evil bastard from you. And I'm not just saying that, either. When Voldemort wants to be evil he just kills people, or tortures them into insanity and then kills them. Pretty cut and dry stuff. But you? Hell, you actually sap the very life out of a person, making them so unbearably miserable that it just completely takes away any will to continue living that they might have had. And then when they think their life has hit rock-bottom, well you just go find them a pick-ax and tell them to get back to digging. Truly monumental, that.
He now understood discovering Hermione that fateful morning after the battle, crying outside the castle was the pivotal event that changed his life, at the time he wanted nothing more than to go and rip the lungs out of the prat responsible for his best friend being out here. She begged him not to but if he'd seen the bruises before they got on that plane to Australia, no force on this Earth could have kept him from extracting revenge on Ronald Fucking Weasley.
— Harry Potter, In This World And The Next
Ron couldn't be told anything, they now knew he couldn't be trusted. This, along with their new relationship, was going to put an instant strain on their so-called friendship. Both Harry and Hermione knew that their Hogwarts days were over, it was only a matter of choosing the right time and method to reveal their plans. Plans in which the Weasley family played no part.
— Harry Potter and/or Hermione Granger, Knowledge Is Power (by the same author)
She had pushed Ron -Ė gently, as always -Ė for a newer, bigger apartment, but Ron simply roared at her, calling her a stuck-up pig with her fancy airs while he slaved day and night at the Auror office, and that by God, she would be satisfied with what she had. She had bit her tongue and said no more that day, but she knew that with an Auror's salary they could afford an apartment ten times bigger, if Ron didn't drink and whore it away.
— Hermione Granger, The Last War
"Oh, why must we give these lighthearted creatures such terrible, dark backstories?"
Hermione: Harry, I hate to break it to you, but being gay is just wrong!
Hermione: It- it- it just is! It's a sin!
Harry: Who are you and what have you done with Hermione? Seriously, you used to be so logical and rational- what happened to you?
Mr Weasley kidnapped Miss Granger from behind my back, used crutiatus and then fled. She is fine, but refusing to let me leave, cover needed for my lesson. Will explain more later but it looks like Harry is in big trouble.
Hermione had never been so angry, walking towards them was the unmistakeable figure of Ron Weasley, but it was the two partially clothed, collar wearing teenage girls who he was pulling along behind him that had her temper at previous unrecorded levels...The sneer on his face was pure evil and the authority contained in his voiced command brokered no argument, "I'm evoking pureblood law so you mudblood can get down on your knees and attend to my needs now, the half blood can have the pleasure of watching."
— Ron Weasley, More Important Things
[Dumbledore] preferred not to share knowledge of any sort, as the more his ants knew, the more complicated they made things, and the more trouble they were to manipulate 'For The Greater Good.'
He'd never quite completed that phrase out in public. People always imagined the tag line 'for the greater good of the world', or 'society in general', but every time he spoke it he completed it in the privacy of his own mind the way he actually meant it, 'for the greater good of Albus Dumbledore.'
It really was only fair. To his mind, the rest of wizard-kind were nothing more than bugs, deserving of pity perhaps, for not being as magnificent as he, but certainly no empathy.
Ron entered their bedroom to find his pregnant wife dead on the floor. He said to no one.
"Stupid bitch. Who's going to watch the kids now?"
— Ron Weasley, Paybacks are a Witch
Melissa Anelli: What does it do to you to see a character that you love, for people to express sheer hate -
Emerson Spartz: Or vice versa.
J K Rowling: It amuses me. It honestly amuses me. People have been waxing lyrical [in letters] about Draco Malfoy, and I think that's the only time when it stopped amusing me and started almost worrying me.
—J K Rowling commenting on this trope (as well as Shipping and Draco in Leather Pants) in an interview.
Ok, Ron is acting really dumb... but itís my story. Ron is my least fave character and I make him how I want him to be dumb cuz he is. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Ron Weasley: The perennial side kick, the charming leading man, the insensitive lout, Ron Weasley is a Potterian whose rather adaptable nature needs to be watched and understood by all tourists planning on making it through any tour, excepting those in Marauders regions. Even the tour guides most indifferent to his allure will be unable to obscure his presence entirely. And, at the very least, they may use him to practice writing an English accent. Even when everyone else still sounds like they were born in Idaho. He can be said to fall into three categories and they exist in tours of virtually every temporal location.
I AM THE RON FROM CANON. MY WONDERFULNESS SPEAKS FOR ITSELF: This form of Ron has all of the scruffily irresistible appeal of his canon counterpart and is aided by a few more years of life to add physical and emotional maturity. He has grown tall, broad, and fit over whatever summer it was since he was last seen. He still sometimes feels a touching insecurity around Harry, but becoming Keeper for the Quidditch team and going on a trip with his family has helped him gain confidence and satisfaction with his life. However, Voldemort, doubts about his future, or his unresolved relationship with Hermione Granger may shadow his days. Or maybe all of these together. If the Dark Lord has been done-in and he is married to/going steady with Hermione, this Ronís career will probably be either in, temporarily, the service industries, in the sporting news, or in law enforcement. Contented Rons of this sort are a useful aid to any and every tourist or Potterian who is feeling crossed in love. He is remarkably sensible if, sometimes, a tad bit obtuse. See jobs, the Three Broomsticks, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasley
THE TOUR GUIDES ARE UTTERLY UNINTERESTED IN ME: This Ron is considered much too normal and well-adjusted to play a significant part in their angst-ridden region. He will be amiably happy and dating/be married to Lavender Brown. His concern for his friends will be confined to a worried glance at the back of their head as they exit the common room or his home. He may give sage advice that is made useless by circumstances he is unaware of. This Ron can also be trusted to come up with a cheery but futile statement of encouragement to his beleaguered friends. In extreme forms of tour guideal disinterest, Ron will be dead. This provides an opportunity for tragedy, weeping, and little need to mention him afterwards. See Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, or Harry Potter/Hermione Granger
THE TOUR GUIDES HATE ME: This Ron ranges from being a tactless oaf to an abusive, pointlessly jealous traitor. At meals his mouth will be stuffed full of food and his general manner will be unfailingly crude. Never mind Voldemort, this brute is the cause of all of your problems. His envy for Harry Potter may also inspire him to join the other side and slaughter all of the other less offensive Weasleys. This not only introduces a heartrending betrayal, but has the double effect of both ending his proximity to the other Potterians and providing a new villain for those tour guides who want a Good Draco. Tour guides who merely dislike Ron will simply have him get into a snit with Hermione and absent himself from her company for the duration of the tour. See Severus Snape, Harry Potter, or Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, exile, and treachery
General audience: Okay, bedroom is a cupboard, he's forced to do the cooking, the fat guy says he won't eat for a week if he shows his true nature... so it's definitely a case of psychological abuse and he's clearly being neglected, and while horrifying, it certainly could've been worse.
Fanfiction writers: OMFG HE'S BEING BEATEN HORRIBLY!
General audience: Okay, I wouldn't go that far, maybe justó
Fanfiction writers: Oh no, WHAT IF THEY'RE RAPING HIM?
General audience: ...Wait, what? Oh God, where the hell did that come from? Don't even joke about things like that!
Fanfiction writers: WE'RE NOT!
Mrs. Weasley: Allow me to say "Muggles" and "Platform Nine-And-Three-Quarters" rather loudly next to a conveniently placed Boy-Who-Lived that will convince half the fandom that Dumbledore put us up to this and is paying everyone but the twins to be nice to Harry, because the twins are just amazing enough to be nice to Harry of their own volition.
Ron: *whimper* I don't like those fics, I like my friendly-friend.