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The Halfblood Prince: Rise of the Rinnegan

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Ronald Weasley more commonly known as "Ron" was not having a good night. No he wasn't having a good night at all. Ron tossed and turned as images of giant tailed beasts, a group of terrifying people in black cloaks with red clouds that put Voldemort to shame in terms of fear, men, women, children being killed left and right in a devastating war, but what terrified him the most was the image of himself slaughtering hundreds of thousands of people with a look of cold indifference as the lives of those he had taken were merely a step towards achieving his ends.

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An orange headed man clad in a black cloak adorned with red clouds was being attacked by a girl with pale lavender eyes and he retaliated by raising his hand speaking softly "Shinra Tensei", expelling an invisible force upon her that knocked her near unconsciousness. Taking his obsidian blade he lazily raised it, ready to plunge it into the girl but not before looking into the eyes of the blond haired figure pinned down a few metres away, his own metallic silver orbs meeting deep sapphire blue filled with fear.

"Stop!" The figure shouted as he drove his blade into the girl, the sound of the sword piercing flesh surrounded the area followed by a deafening silence.

"This is just like how my parents were killed right before my eyes…love breeds sacrifice...Which breeds hatred..."

The blond haired youth before him gazed upon him with a looked of hatred that promised swift vengeance as the youth transformed into a reddish black monstrous being with six tails and bone exoskeleton covering his body.

"Then you can know pain." Ron said as he thought "The Fox's power…looks like Naruto's anger has awakened it."

"Do you hate me?" Ron exclaimed as he watched the creature before him growl in anger.

"Do you really think that people can understand each other like this?" Ron continued to taunt as he saw the monster across from him prepare to attack him.

Naruto roared in pure hatred and fury as he rushed forward to strike his foe down.

" That's it..but my pain is greater than yours." Ron stated darkly as he moved to defeat the jinchuuriki.

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With a start Ron rose from his nightmare with speed belying his lanky stature as he bent over to the side of his bed and emptied the dinner he had consumed earlier that evening onto the hardwood floor. Grabbing his wand from the nightstand next to his bed wand with a quick swish of his and a well placed spell the mess he had created simply vanished. Shrugging of the sheets he swiftly walked towards the bathroom and locked the door and leaned against it as he slid down towards the tiles as he unsuccessfully tried to calm himself from the nightmare. Turning on the tap Ron splashed his face with water to cool him off and looked at his gaunt face that displayed the lack of sleep.

'What in the bloody hell is going with me?! Madam Pomphrey said the images and dreams would fade in time not getting stronger.' The thought raged in his head.

He took a glance at the scars that criss-crossed across his arms and they seem to glow with an unearthly shade of red as if they had been heated with fire. The glow eventually faded in a few minutes but that was enough for Ron to determine that there was something more going with the brains' attack than even the Healer of Hogwarts could find.

Deciding that there couldn't be anything done about the scars now, he headed back towards his room in hope of getting some much needed rest. Unbeknownst to Ron, that as the glowing scars had faded his hair had become a much darker shade of red almost the colour of blood, and his eyes now held a slight tinge of metallic sheen to them.

'Maybe everything will get better in the morning.' Ron thought optimistically as he climbed into his bed and wearily closed his eyes.

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Several hours later Ron again woke from his sleep however it was not due to the images or nightmares he had been previously plagued with, rather he had an unusual 'instinct' to begin the day with exercises that seemed completely foreign to him. Changing from his pyjamas to a simple black sweatpants and shirt he climbed down the stairs put on his shoes and began to run across the fields near his home heading towards the forest nearby. Without even regarding the fact that the sun hadn't even risen yet Ron stopped at a clearing inside the forest and began to look around the area, an imperfect circle surrounded by the trees, the moon giving the woods an ethereal glow. Enveloped by the sense of tranquility that the silence of the forest gave him, Ron's eyes held a glassy look as he shifted his body into a stance. With one last glazed look at the area, Ron slowly breathed as his body moved in an intricate form of deadly close range combat. Every kick, punch, sweep, step, jump all seemed to flow seamlessly as if he knew how to fight his entire life. With one last punch, Ron relaxed back into the stance he had in the beginning, his breathing worn out from the taijutsu training he had.

'Blimey, I know Kung Fu, or whatever those guys did in that television Hermione showed me. Wait a minute,'

"Television" Ron said aloud,

'What the hell is going on? I couldn't even pronounce that word correctly before without Mione correcting me.

Something was happening to him, something was inside those brains when they attacked him. What was going to happen to him? Should he tell his parents, or Harry and Hermione, hell even Dumbledore? The rustling of leaves due to the wind broke Ron away from his thoughts as he realized that he had been outside for several hours and that his family would soon get worried if he did not show up for breakfast. Ron stood up and quickly shook the dirt off of him as he swiftly ran back towards the Burrow.

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Ron carefully opened the door to the Burrow as he stealthily made his way inside and closed the door behind him. It was lucky for him that his mother had not waken yet to prepare for the family's breakfast and that he had still enough time to head back towards his room before he was discovered. Taking care not to make any sound he climbed into his bed and pretended to be asleep.

Barely a few minutes had gone by before Ron heard a knock on his door as his sister Ginny yelled outside of his door.

"Ron, wake up its breakfast. Get your arse down there before Mum makes me come here again to wake you up."

With an exasperated sigh Ron got up from his bed and made his way downstairs again. Ron walked into the kitchen and saw his mother preparing different meals for the family, as well as Ginny sitting in one of the chairs at the table. Making his way to the table, Ron grasped one of the chairs and sat down as his mother finished making breakfast and placed the food on the table. Taking some of the eggs and bacon, Ron was about to start into his meal before a knock interrupted him. With great reluctance Ron got up from his seat and opened the door, surprised to his eldest brother Bill now standing before him with a wide smile upon his face.

"Bill! What are you doing here? Did something happen at Gringotts?" Molly asked her eldest son.

"Mum I have an announcement to make! Fleur and I are getting married!" Bill cheerfully stated as he walked inside.

Silence surrounded the entire kitchen.

Breaking out of his dazed stupor, Ron went over to Bill and slapped him on the back as he said his congratulations to his eldest brother.

"Congrats Bill, Fleur is lucky to be getting married to you and both of you deserve to be happy."

While Ron was giving his best wishes, Molly and Ginny on the other hand were in a state of shock at the sudden burst of news. Snapping out of their daze, they also congratulated Bill on his engagement to Fleur albeit half-heartedly.

"Fleur and I plan on getting married next year in the summer, also Fleur insists on getting to know you all better so I invited her to stay over the summer with us. "said Bill.

"That's...that's wonderful dear, I'm looking forward to getting to know her as well." Mrs. Weasley reluctantly replied as Ginny looked at her mother in disbelief. Noticing the look upon Ginny's face, Ron nudged her in the ribs and gave her a look that said, "Don't say anything."

"Anyway I have to be getting on to work, I'll see you all soon." Bill said as he walked out of the Burrow and Disapperated with a loud crack.

With a sigh Ron headed back upstairs towards his leaving his mother and sister to stew about the news of Bill and Fleur engagement. Knowing his mother and Ginny, they were not happy at the sound of Bill getting married to Fleur. Ron shook his head as he entered his room; he had more pressing matters to attend to, specifically on what exactly was happening to him.

Ron took out a blank notebook with leather covering Hermione had given years before as a Christmas present for him to write down the homework the professors assigned in case he forgot which apparently was most of the time. Opening the book, Ron took his quill and was about to write when an idea came to him. What if the book was stolen or if it was read without him knowing? Making use of his newfound knowledge Ron wrote what he mostly remembered from his dreams in kanji. How he came to know how to write in archaic Japanese kanji was a mystery to him thus being he who was just chalked the thought that it was part of whatever was happening to him. After Ron finished writing the last details of his dreams, he closed the book and hid it in a compartment hidden beneath the floor boards.

Exhaling a tired sigh, Ron sat down on his bed and began to think about his situation. He couldn't tell his family, they might think he was crazy and have him shipped off to St. Mungo's, he couldn't tell Harry either, his best friend just lost his godfather, Sirius, and Ron would not add more problems to Harry' s dilemma. Hermione was a possibility however the risk of her telling Harry or his family was a risk he wasn't willing to take, telling Dumbledore might not even be worth the effort since the old man, with his blasted twinkling eyes, probably knew about what was happening to him the moment he entered the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts after the battle. Ron's shoulders tensed as he remembered what had happened during the fight in the Department of Mysteries.

'The battle...I was useless there wasn't I? Oh, who the hell am I kidding, it was a miracle I didn't get any of my friends killed by my stupidity. What the hell was I was smoking to think that I could protect my friends from Deatheaters when I couldn't even defend myself. I'm just fucking coward, A FUCKING WEAK COWARD!'

The moment the last thought went through him, Ron took one of his pillows and threw it furiously at his bright orange walls. Heavy breaths escaped from his mouth as fury rippled through his body as his mind continued its self-deprecation.

'Weak...no...I-I...I refuse to be some pathetic sod that. I'm better than this, I'm the best friend of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, and I'm a Weasley. I am better than this. I need to be stronger, stronger than what I am right now.

A flash of brilliance danced within Ron's eyes as he had just found the solution to his problems. The brains may have given him nightmares that put Harry's own to shame, but they have also given him the resources to which he could better protect his family as well as his friends, and if it means enduring gut wrenching nightmares and training to do it then so be it. The people that fought inside his dreams were much stronger than any aurors, Deatheaters, or any witch and wizard, there were even several people beyond the power and skills of Dumbledore and Voldemort.

'And I can be just like them but it's going to take some time to match up to their level. The people in my dreams seemed to have trained their body's, minds, and perfected their skills their entire lives to become as good as they are.

Hardening his resolve, Ron was determined to use the gifts (or curses) that were bestowed upon him to look after his family and friends.

After snapping awake from his thoughts, Ron quickly changed his attire to another pair of black sweats and long sleeved shirt. Retrieving the book he had hidden underneath the floorboards earlier, Ron hurriedly went down the stairs and told his mother and Ginny that he was going to practice Quidditch outside.

"Ron wait it's not safe out to go alo-. " Before Mrs. Weasley could finish Ron interrupted with a slightly irritated reply,

"Mum, I'll be okay."

And with that Ron grabbed his broom, went outside the Burrow and shot into the sky. Looking for the same clearing he had gone to earlier in the morning Ron descended and got off from his broom to take a look around the clearing. Nobody could disturb him here while he prepared himself for the brutal training that was to come.

"Perfect." Ron whispered to himself as he moved to begin his training.

Author's Notes: Well, this is my first fanfiction and honestly it turned out somewhat better than I expected. I had the idea for the story for a couple months but I never got around to write it due to school. When I looked at the crossover section for HP and Naruto there were quite a bit of stories mostly involving Harry or Hermione, or some other characters from HP but I rarely saw Ron as the main focus and he has quite a bit of potential to him in my opinion. Anyway I updated the chapter to include a dream sequence since I felt the beginning was missing something and hope that the short dream would spice things up a bit. To the readers please review I would appreciate it, and to the reviewers thank you for critiquing my work.