[Ron is never drinking firewhiskey again. He just isn't. Fire whiskey is evil and it should be outlawed. Ron is also pretty sure he needs to quit this terrible job. Maybe Lily can tell him someplace safe for an unregistered person to get a job. Being around Death Eaters is probably eventually useful for information, but it's absolute murder on his nerves.
And his head. His head hurts so much right now.
And it's bloody hot. Ron kicks his covers off, wondering how he actually got back to his bed. Wait. Is it his bed? Knuckling his eye, Ron rolls over and immediately wishes he didn't.]
Bloody hell.
[He just. Drops his head into his hand. No. Nooooo no. No.]
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And his head. His head hurts so much right now.
And it's bloody hot. Ron kicks his covers off, wondering how he actually got back to his bed. Wait. Is it his bed? Knuckling his eye, Ron rolls over and immediately wishes he didn't.]
Bloody hell.
[He just. Drops his head into his hand. No. Nooooo no. No.]