Ron Weasley Smile Novels & Stories

It took me a full minute, my focus caught by a particularly grumpy-looking wizard, to realize there was someone else in the room. Seated across from him, in a plush armchair that looked far too comfortable for a school office, was an older woman. Her dark hair was swept into a neat, elegant bun, its intricate twists secured with what looked like a silver pin. As she slowly turned her head towards me, her long, dark bangs, a striking, almost ethereal charcoal grey, shifted across her brow. Her eyes, a vibrant, sparkling blue, widened slightly. And then, a brilliant, warm smile erupted on her face, making the fine lines around her eyes crinkle with genuine warmth. It was a smile that reached h

I gasp. “It’s going to be hilarious, June,” he says, turning to me with that wicked smile. Even as I scowl at him, conjuring a new pen in the air and hurling it at his blue form, my wolf pants a little in my soul. Because…damn it, but I love that smile, and that cruel edge to his sense of humor. Orion blinks in surprise as he watches the pen move right through Anton and bounce off the back of my couch. Then his face bursts into a grin as he looks around at us. “You guys have…kind of a nice thing going here, don’t you?”

he said with a smile on his face and sadness in his eyes. “Well, if you say you will protect us. Then sure,” I said, smiling at him He smiled, turning to Sloane. “Want to see it?” “Yes! Yes!” Sloane yelped, jumping up and down while I followed them behind. Orion glanced over his shoulder before walking ahead of me. A smile on his lips. Sloane ran and wrapped her fingers around his fingers, and he tensed, his eyes moving to her, and she looked up at him with so much love in her eyes.

His voice echoed in the hall, but there was no answer. Ron couldn’t help but laugh while a faint smile tugged at the corner of Zedekiel's mouth, his violet eyes softening as he watched Ron laugh. Ron’s laughter was like music to his ears, soft, bright, and impossibly warm. His emerald eyes sparkled under the light, like polished gemstones and his smooth cheeks dimpled faintly when he smiled. His lips — soft, full, and pink — curved into a grin that could melt even the iciest heart.

Her smile was bright, and it had been a while since I saw her smile like that. "Was I a bad boyfriend, Luke?" I asked my second hand, who was also with me here at the VIP room just across from theirs. My fist was clenched while my stare never left their side. "I think you are a remarkable boyfriend, boss. Miss Weasly just didn't see all of the sacrifices you made to protect her!" Luke uttered while also staring at them. "Look at them. They are like newly wed. I have never seen her smile like that for a long time!" I told him. I could even imagine that I was hearing her crisp laugh now.

Hunter added before he pushed his glasses up until the frames reached his nasal bridge using his left middle finger. Emily lost the color of her face that made her smile look so sour. On the other hand, Willowy only maintained her calm expression with a smile that got even brighter. "We didn't. Why would we push her, right? It’s not like, we have any motives, do we?" Willowy said as she expressed her usual saint-like smile.

I've only seen the boy in a picture. "I'll be right back" She winks before trotting away, her short gown showing off her leg, I look away, focusing on the picture of a little boy. His hair is a dark blonde. A mixture of black and blonde, his eyes, sparkling golden and his smile so wide. I walk to the picture staring at it for a long time. For a moment I thought it was me in that frame. "He even has your smile" Rose chirps from behind me. I turn to her, collecting the cup of water. My eyes scrutinise it carefully.

Was he mad or not? "That wasn't a very nice thing to do C," Orion grumbled, his face in a pout resembling a little child and I shook my head laughing at his expression. He sighed and thrust his hand towards me. "Blow on it, please," My eyes widened in surprise at his antics but they grew widened when Bryan copied his step-brother and stretched out his hand too. I eyed Orion waiting for him to say something, do something but he just stared at me with a pout.

The fact that Olwen was beaten really made them indescribably happy. As for Olwen, she didn't react in pain or cry when she was hit. Her face turned terrifyingly icy. Olwen pursed her lips in a puzzled smile. What does Olwen's expression mean? Mr. Kent was suddenly worried.

"Feeling better? You must be if you're laughing at me." Searching her face, I was gratified to see the shock which had frozen her features was fading. Color was returning to her cheeks and she looked as if she were on the verge of smiling. I poked at Wynd in his corner of my mind and my wolf sent out a mental call to his mate, 'Rayne?" 'Wynd!' Rayne cried making us both give very real smiles of relief to one another. "Glad to hear we're all awake again. Do you want to tell me what happened? Or do you want to just take over Windsor's bed for a little while?"