For The Trope Game...Romione For Fairy Tale AU And Prision AU. Oh And Percy/Audrey For Airport/Travel

For the trope game...Romione for Fairy tale AU and Prision AU. Oh and Percy/Audrey for Airport/Travel AU.

Romione – Fairy Tale Prison AU

Hermione had been locked up in her tower for all of her life. She had never truly experienced what was like living, until she met him. His red hair, his charming smile, his blue eyes that seemed to have been stolen from the sky itself. Prince Ron. They had met each other when she had been reading a book by a window in her tower, or her small prison cell as she began calling it nowadays.

He had been so new to Hermione, she had not met any other people besides her adoptive mother. At first she disliked him, his poor manners, his vulgar language, and his habit of being extremely tactless. Yet, she couldn't help but fall in love with him.

Of course their romance was short lived. Hermione's adoptive mother had caught them, and using magic she sent wild and violent canaries to her beloved prince, blinding his eyes and leaving him from ever seeing her face again. She had kicked Hermione from the tower and left her to roam the streets. Ron had been mistaken as a beggar and had accidentally angered a Prince from a neighboring kingdom called Malfoy.

He had been thrown into prison to rot for the rest of his days. But, Hermione had found a window, and every night she read him one of the stories they read together in her tower. There came one day that the grief and pain of not being together was too much for Hermione and she wept over the small cell bars that kept her apart from Ron, her tears landed on his bandaged eyes, and unbeknownst to her healed him.

After regaining his eyesight and clearing himself off all charges Ron took Hermione to his own Kingdom, where they lived happily ever after.

Sorry for the rushed story. I guess I'm better with elements I'm familiar with and this two AUs were my kryptonite.

I think I did a better job on the next one.

Perdrey – Airport Travel AU

The first time he sees her it's a surprise, but a good one nonetheless. She is different yet similar to him. She reminds him of home, perhaps it's the laptop that she always seems to carry around where she writes seemingly non-stop, just like him.

Perhaps it's the abrasiveness that he's so accustomed to. How she seems to only take yes for an answer whenever she speaks to any of the staff in the airport. How she's not afraid to point out others mistakes.

It's not love, it can't be, because he doesn't even know her. He sees her every couple of weeks. Her job seems to involve traveling like his. He wonders if perhaps it's a sign, or maybe he's just looking for them, looking for a reason to get some courage and talk to her. They're all brave in his family, even his baby brother and sister are brave. But he doesn't seem to share the family trait.

They travel to the same place. They end up in the same hotel in Costa Rica. They meet each other. They have dinner. They walk by the coast. They talk about their families, friends, jobs and he can't help, but notice how beautiful she is when she's working and when she's not working.

He kisses her, but still doesn't go further than that. They travel back home and he wonders if he should've done it. The logical side in him tells him how hard-working their relationship would be, it tells him how it's not worth it if they're going to get their hearts broken.

But then he sees her, just a couple of weeks after he's back when he has to go to the airport again. She still looks beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. And he forgets his job, he forgets that the plane ticket he's going to miss is going to come out of his pocket , he doesn't care because she's there and he's brave. Brave for her at least.

She's about to go by the metal detector and his voice seems to come alive on its own. She's looking at him and he's an idiot for not being brave. He reaches for her and kisses her. She kisses him back.

They take some time off work and spend a long deserving vacation together. They know they'll have to go back. They won't see each other for some time because of their work. But work seems pretty boring when they're kissing on a bench in Venice.

RWatHT - Chapter 20: Sweetest of Nightmares

Ron was nervous. How could he not be? Tonight was the Ball. In just a few minutes he would have to go down and dance in front of almost all of Hogwarts. It felt like the Yule Ball all over again, but a bit better. This time there were no ugly maroon robes, but instead deep burgundy velvet dress robes with golden lining. They looked good, far better than what he had last year. The design was immaculate with a sleek golden lion shoulder pad on top of one of his arms which held his blonde fur cape.

The robes had been a gift from Master Gryffindor that he had forcefully accepted. He almost rejected them, until he told him he was going to throw him in the middle of the Great Hall naked if he did not accept them. He was sure his Master was only joking. But not so sure as to find out.

His hair was managed as well, although he most likely still needed to cut it. Thankfully, Daphne had been nice enough to have given him some hair products to use.

The Ball was any minute now. Ron descended down the stairs. Harry, Ginny, Neville and Dean were sitting on the couch waiting. Ginny and Dean were going together, and although Ron found the pairing weird he was sure it was quite harmless. Neville had been a surprise, Luna had decided to invite his blonde dorm mate, and the poor bloke had been clearly relieved of his constant search for a date. Harry was another story, he had also managed to put his date to the Ball till the last minute one more time. And now he was as stuck as one could get with a date he had no interest with.

“You look good for a change,” Ginny teased.

“Shut up,” Ron responded. He cleared his throat, before asking Ginny the question he wanted to ask. “Is… Is she…?”

“She’ll be down any minute now,” she said with a smile.

“I hope so,” he nervously checked his dress robes. “Do I look good?”

“You look great mate,” Dean said, most likely trying to assure him. Ron looked to Harry for confirmation who nodded his head.

Then, Ron heard it. The subtle set of steps he had walked with for 5 years. He turned to look before anyone else. There she was. Hermione Granger. Her brown hair was up in a bun on her head, with some strands of hair falling down and reaching her neck essentially framing her beautiful face. She was not wearing the periwinkle dress she had worn last year, instead she wore a champagne-coloured dress adorned with red lining and an intricate red pattern at the bottom that matched his own dress robes. She looked even more beautiful than last year, perhaps she had grown or maybe it was because she had chosen him.

Her cheeks were a bit pink, although Ron did not know if it was because of her make-up or another reason. Although she was wearing some short heels, he was still nearly a head taller than her.

“Hi,” he said with a smile on his face.

“Hi,” she almost whispered, as if they had a secret. The two remained in silence only staring at each other, when Harry cleared his throat.

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This... Just this!

I always felt like out of the Golden Trio, only Harry and Ron's friendship was the most balanced. On the other hand, in Harry and Hermione's friendship, Harry doesn't do much for Hermione as much as Hermione does for him. For Romione, It's Ron who always puts the most effort in the relationship with Hermione while she hardly reciprocates equally back. Please send to vivithefolle and I really am a fan of her Ron analyses.

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candy-man91

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OMG! No I hadn't! I love it!

Ron giving Hermione a little Christmas Gift. Scene taken from Ron Weasley and the Hogwarts Tournament. I recommend it, if you haven’t read it yet. Its Ron-centric and treats all the characters fairly. AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/32071795/chapters/79449952 FF.net - https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13906311/1/Ron-Weasley-and-the-Hogwarts-Tournament Ron is a little more muscular and his hair has grown out because he has been very busy training. And Hermione has taken notice. They are in PJs because its early morning and Hermione found Ron working out… :) As I was reading through, I thought this was a cute moment and so I had to draw it up. I was originally going to leave it as a quick rough sketch but I was reminded that Valentine’s Day is coming up so I decided to fix it up and post it. Maybe one day I will color it in properly…

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RWatHT - Chapter 15: Bonding Over Fighting

Ron took off Harry's Invisibility Cloak, putting it inside his school bag. He took out the cigarettes Sirius had gifted him and pulled out one single cigarette. He had never really lit one, he had only caught Bill and Charlie a number of times lighting them up behind Dad’s shed, thinking they wouldn’t be able to be caught by anyone. Little did they know, Ron was watching. Just as he took out his wand, and put the cigarette on his mouth he heard steps climbing up to where he was.

He hid the cigarette in his pocket and put his hands behind his back, just to see Daphne Greengrass looking behind her. Her gaze suddenly met his and it seemed as if time had stopped. With his left arm inside a sling Ron could do little to defend himself if Greengrass were to attack him, even so he slowly reached for his wand.

“What are you doing here, Weasley?” Greengrass asked accusingly.

“I could ask you the same thing, Greengrass,” Ron responded. She opened her mouth seemingly ready to answer his question, when they heard another set of footsteps climbing up the stairs. Cedric Diggory seemed to have joined them, and he looked just as surprised as Ron and Daphne felt.

“What are you two doing here?” Cedric asked, eyebrow arched, an expression of confusion on his handsome features. “Out for a snog, aye?” He said, eyebrows wiggling at them, a subtle wink Ron almost didn’t catch.

“What?!” Ron and Daphne both exclaimed. “No!” Ron exclaimed at the same time that Daphne said, “Disgusting!”

And then another set of footsteps, these ones more light and somehow graceful, came from behind Cedric. Luna Lovegood had joined the trio of Tournament Champions. She wore her dreamy expression like always and had a small, but happy smile on her lips.

“Oh,” she said a few moments after assessing who was in the room. “Hello Ron, Cedric.”

“Luna?” Ron said questioningly. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh well, I saw Daphne Greengrass and Cedric enter the Astronomy Tower. I just wanted to see what they were doing, I didn’t know you were up here too. Is this a party?”

“What?” Greengrass almost barked. “Of course it’s not a party. It’s just a stupid coincidence.”

“Oh yeah? Then why are you out here?” Ron asked accusingly.

“That’s none of your business, Weasley,” Greengrass stepped up menacingly towards Ron. “But for your information, I was just out for a walk. I needed a break from all the bloody noises inside my common room.”

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know blood supremacy was hard to hear,” Ron said in a purely sarcastic tone.

“We’re not all blood supremacists!”

“Oh my bad,” in an obviously fake apologising tone. “Elitists, then.”

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