Double Jepardy

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DISCLAIMER: they still all belong to JK Rowling

FOR ALL OF YOU TO LAZy TO READ HERO: Ron is super sexy now (but he always has been so it really didn't matter, but now he is
a thing that makes you go mmmmmm) he, Hermione and Harry are in their 6th year (Ginnny in fifth)
Hermione and Ron are in love and so are Harry and Ginny. Malfoy killed Ron to try and get Hermione but it didn't work,
he didn't die, and now Malfoy has been taken to Azkaban (trial impending)

A/N: thanx to all who read Hero and all of my other fics, I have to say thank you for putting up with my spelling mistakes,
my computer is crap and I have to use notepad.

hope you enjoy the story.

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He could feel it again. That feeling that had been gripping his heart for a few months now. And the vision of the event was
clear. The smell was so vivid, it was like he was still there. He was still haunted by the events of that night. The dreams
were still so life like, still real. It was like he had never left that classroom.

He could still feel the uneasiness of his stomach when he entered the room, the shakiness of his hands as he confronted his
enemy. Hermione's screams were still fresh in his mind, the desperate, gut wrenching screams of some one who knew all the
possible out comes of this tempting of the devil.

But one thing that was still in the dreams, even if he wasn't awake to see it, was the pain he caused Hermione. The pain that
she still felt whenever some one joked about his death.

That's right, Ron Weasley had come close to death, at the hand of Draco Malfoy. The dreams, the slow motion replay dreams
still plauged him, and it was nights just like this one, that Ron would wake from his sleep. Covered in a cold sweat and
scared of where he was. It always calmed him when he heard the others in his dorm, Neville Longbottom snoring, Seamus
Flaingan and Dean Thomas' shallow and even breaths. And his best friend Harry Potter in the next bed, muttering some
thing about Ginny.

But this time while waking, he must of screamed. Harry opened the curtian of the four poster bed and peered in on his best
friend.

"You ok Ron?" He asked, concerned

"I still have the dreams" Ron replied, Harry understood what his best friend meant.

"It's ok Ron, but you should try and get some sleep, you have to be strong and ready for the trial...or yeah, and school
seems important to" Harry told him, moving off to his again.

"Oh Yeah, don't remind me" Ron groaned

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The young boy was clearly visible, but not clearly reconisable. Draco Malfoy cowered in a corner, shivering both with cold
and fear. His hands were cut, bruised and bloody, he had spent his first days tring to claw at the door, doing anything to
get let out. He had lost weight, he could tell, his ribs and afew other bones were sticking out from under his prison robes.
He had not seen a mirror in a month, but he was sure that he looked terrible. His hair was wild, he could feel it, the dirt
and muck in it was discusting. He was sure that his face was different to, he knew that if he did find a mirror in that hell
hole, he would not reconise that boy who was starring back at him. Azkaban was a awful place and he never wished a stay
there on any one.

Except Ron Weasley.

Ronald Weasley, the boy who had put him in there, his day will come, Draco vowed to make him pay, and he would pay dearly.

And to think, all this is over a girl...not just any girl. Mudblood Granger. If she had of just fell for Draco instead of
Ron none of this would have happened. Draco would not have tried to kill Ron.

His trial was soon, and his father was not pleased. It was obvious to all of the Wizarding world that the Malfoy's were into
the dark arts, and Draco had used an unforgivable curse on Weasley, so his options were grim. Life in Azkaban was all he
could hope for (luckily, the death sentence had been voted out of people under the legal wizarding age)

And this was all because of one person.

"I'll make you pay Weasley, and your little gang of followers." Draco muttered.

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Ok, so this chapter is short, just a little set up chapter

stay tuned