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You’re asking me to name a book that deserves a sequel? Interesting…

I am wondering…do books need sequels? I am partial to books that come with a definitive end. Why?

I build entire castles in my memory palace for the story to continue from where the author left off; giving them full creative freedom to do whatever the heck they wan’t to do with the rest of their lives. An ending is a new beginning, no?

So I don’t really want to know where the book is continuing it’s next phase of it’s journey. Surely not the original author’s take when I have my eccentric mind do a wham, bam, poppadam! job of it.

BUT…oh there’s always a but with me. You know by now! So patience…

That being said. There is one book I would love to have a sequel for. NOT in my memory palace. I KNOW where the characters are in their respective stations err lives, what their charming sob stories are, who they are enchanted with, who they wanna obliviate…you get where we are headed?

Ofcourse to Pottyboy. Sorry Harry Potter!

I am not interested to know how Harry is or what his children are up to now. I love him but not as much as Ron.

Ron Weasley. Whew…him I wanna know all about. Is he still with Hermoine? NO? They aren’t? WOW! Do I stand a chance, Ron? HERE…LOOK HERE…puhleez!

I have been crushing on Ron since I read about his red hair first more than two decades ago. When I laid my eyes on him onscreen, Rupert Grint established the truth that I would forever be Ron’s.

Then came squealing, Hermoine and that bushy tail of a hair of her’s! Typical Indian woman that I am, I sacrificed my love for him when I got to know he had eyes only for her!

An entire decade of waiting: plot twists and lightning scars, chambers and secrets, vanishing wands and missing elves later they finally got together, got married, zoomed off to have kids who were back to get sorted by the hat at Hogwarts! The END.

Huh! Helloooo!

So…who’s paying the rent? Where are you guys living? Still with the entire clan?

Electricity bills? Property tax?

You guys aren’t living midway through a telephone booth dang in the middle of a half and half platform, are you?

Oh I know…Squeezed in her beaded purse, aren’t you? No wonder there is no gossip. You just fell off the radar! How dare you?

More significantly, how’s marriage treating you Ron? Lost all that blazing hair yet? (It’s ok. I love you just the same.)

Haven’t you woken up to the fact that Hermoine is too invigorating to your laidback self? Poor you…she is so obsessive!

I am curious about how ordinary life is treating you. Marriage and kids obviously obliviated love out of your relationship…without the need of a wand whatsoever! Duh!

So what now? What next? Magic can only take you so far. Have you realised that yet, Ron?

She will leave you. If not now then soon. It’s happening. Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you , my love.

Call me when you ready, darling. I have J.K on my speed dial. I can have her write OUR love story as a sequel to the series. How I saved you and we zoom off to our own little paradise. Don’t worry, the rent and bills are sorted.

Imagine all that fame and fortune coming for you. Just YOU, RON WEASLEY! No one to share the glory with.Surely not with that boy wonder or his kids.

Except perhaps…me.

Tangential much? Oh yes! You deserve it and you know it.

Call me entitled, but isn’t that the sequel you will all scurry to lay your hands on?