Ron Weasley Siblings Novels & Stories

The wounds of the past had healed, and our love had blossomed, creating a nurturing environment for our children, Luna and Orion. As the years went by, Arthur and I remained devoted to ensuring that our twins grew up in a home filled with love, respect, and understanding. Despite Orion not having a wolf, we never treated him differently from Luna. We celebrated their uniqueness and individuality, encouraging them to embrace their gifts and strengths wholeheartedly.

I started putting my wet blonde hair into a bun over my head, as my father had instructed me to do, after my sister told him that she didn't like how my hair was always down. Oh wow, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Rowena Pierce, I’m the Beta’s daughter from the Silvermoon pack. I live in a family home with my parents, my two brothers, and my younger sister. As homey as that sounds, in the past, it was a lovely home. Still, everything changed the minute that my sister Mira was born with the same blonde hair as me; she became the apple of my family's eyes, and I'm the black sheep.

That she has the right to take up space. Once they sit down Olwyn and Morgan share a look. Morgan takes a deep breath as Olwyn gives her an encouraging nod. Morgan starts telling and all of us listen to her story. About how she, Olwyn and Rosebelle grew are fraternal triplets. She and Olwyn were born with a dark and a nacre eye. Indicating that one of them would become an oracle. Rosebelle was born with two normal eyes, meaning that she would not become an oracle but just a normal witch.

Didn’t he miss me at all? “You look upset, Hazel. Is anything wrong?” asked Orion, following me to the front door as I unlocked it. “No, I’ll manage.” What could I tell him when Stavros wasn’t bothered about me? “You can tell me, Hazel. You and Hera are the only sisters I have.” I smiled at him, feeling a little ashamed of myself. Orion had no family to call his own, yet he never complained. While I had my aunts, granny, and my friends backing me every step of the way, he had no one.

Something colorful. He blanched when an image of Megan in a wedding gown popped into his mind. He almost groaned out loud. What the hell was wrong with him? He needed an exorcism. Or at least another beer. An hour later, Heath said his goodbyes, leaving Harrison and Caleb alone. The two brothers sat in companionable silence. As the first and second eldest of the Thornton siblings, they’d had their share of responsibilities growing up in a family as lively and dynamic as theirs. With four younger siblings, they’d taken on the protective brother roles from the very beginning, especially when Jubilee had been going through cancer treatments as a young girl.

Winifred was stunned for a moment. She then nodded. “Do you mean Aunty Garner, who lived across from us when I was a kid? Her son’s name is Orion Wesley. He was my classmate in primary school.” “Yeah. That’s them,” Jacob answered. “Back then, your mother and Eliza Garner used to like comparing their kids. However, Orion Wesley was never able to beat you in anything. Therefore, he was always beaten up by his mother.” “They’ve moved away for many years. Dad, if you didn’t bring them up, I would have forgotten about them,” Winifred commented.

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

He asks me. “Did you just say their two eldest?” I ask him. “Yeah a boy and a girl. The boys name is Alec, he's seventeen and Amora is sixteen.” He tells me. I wasn't planning on meeting any of my siblings during this trip but I guess that.was just wishful thinking on my part. “What do you want to do?” Orion asks me as he squeezes my hand, reminding me that he's there with me. “It's fine, we can all walk out together.” I tell Eric and he frowns his face as he scrutinises mine.

Eleanor inquired, pointing at a black and white photograph capturing the essence of youth and camaraderie. "That’s Sebastian, and this is Kayden beside him," Aurora replied with a touch of nostalgia. "And the other two are like ghosts now." A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips, revealing the unresolved pain connected to the absent brothers—Christopher and Aiden Knight. "Ghosts?" Eleanor echoed, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Yes, that’s Christopher Knight and Aiden Knight, the other two brothers of this family," Aurora elaborated, the weight of their absence lingering in her words. The room, with its timeless charm and familial artifacts, became a silent witness to the untold storie

The bastard knew what he was doing riling her up like that. “I’m not twelve you overgrown caveman. I’m almost seventeen!” “I should turn you into a house plant for your disrespect.” Orion growled. She whirled on him. “Go ahead, grandpa. See if my sister wants anything to do with you then.” Her eyes slid to Draco, “Got anything to say?” “No, I do not.” I swallowed a laugh, forcing it down before it could glide past my lips. Clapping my hands together, I stood.