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Title: Snatched, Prologue/?
Author: Rory_Dasiny
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Ron/??
Summary:??.
Feedback: Rory_Dasiny@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters. I have no official agreement
with the owner. I make no profit from this work. It is strictly for
entertainment purposes.
Warnings:??
Notes: The next part will be written by "CatC10" ... CatC10 and myself have
banded together to write a story. I'm glad that such a talented writer like
"CatC10" accepted.
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PART 1 By: Rory_Dasiny
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I stepped out of the room, bumping with something that was on the floor. As I steadied myself, I looked down to see what it was. It was a beautiful white box with a red ribbon surrounding it. The ribbon was a dark red. I squatted down besides it. I was studying it and felt the need to touch the ribbon. When I touched it, I was surprised to see that it felt soft it was soft as velvet. Besides the ribbon there was a gold-foiled card. It slid easily into my hand and turned it over before lifting the front of it. There was a piece of tissue between the fold of the card. I pulled it out and, instead of print the card was hand written in a black calligraphy style. I cocked my head to the side and read the card.
"In celebration of your seventeen birthday"
A large smile spread across my face, and I trembled slightly as I ran my finger over the print. Someone had remembered. Who? This was very classy and I couldn't equate it with any of my friends. Maybe Harry would buy something like this for his girl friend but not for me. I excitedly pulled the ribbon off, and opened the box.
There were Flowers in the beautiful box. Why would someone buy me flowers? I looked down into a box full of red roses. I counted the buds. There were seventeen. Someone had bought me a rose for every year of my life. This was really weird. Who bought roses for a guy? Still it gave me a little thrill to think that being a guy myself I knew how expensive roses could be, and again I racked my brain trying to think of who could have bought them.
I reached out and stroked the edge of a petal. Hermione and Harry got together I thought that was it. They got together and decided what to get me. That's why they didn't say anything to me it was a surprise. I pulled the box up and hugged it to myself. I can't believe they did this. It's great. The excitement hummed through me. I don't have anything to put them in, I thought. A vase. I need a vase. Forgetting my earlier feeling of unease I turned and dashed into the room in search of a vase.
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The young red head flirted with everyone, woman and men, and people of both genders were willingly held in the web of charisma the red head wove. The figure was no exception. Everything the figure had been feeling since first seeing the green-eyed angel came rushing back, stronger than ever. The figure wanted to gain the attention of the red head and learn more about him. Learn everything about him.
A figure detached itself from the depths of the shadows. "They certainly don't treat you well do they Beauty, but don't worry I will. Soon we'll be together again." He faded back into the darkness.
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There was Remus, Hermione, Sirius, Harry, Headmaster Dumbledore, and Snape. Some time had passed by. I felt a kind of numbness settle over me.
They forgot. I expected this from my parents, but not my friends. This hurt me, but of course I put my mask of indifference on. I didn't want to show how much they had hurt me. I also wore this mask when my parents constantly ignored me.
I had to practically raise myself and had thought that they didn't cared about me. At one point I had stopped caring about them too. I have my perfect mask of indifference; I knew how to take care of myself. All I needed was to be old enough to leave my parents, just one more year.
I inhaled. The clean musty smell filled my nostrils, as I tried to drag my mind back to what Harry was saying. Harry was prattling on about the latest Death Eater's I had stopped. It didn't sound as if it was any different then the others, but apparently Harry didn't feel that way. I found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything that was going on in the room.
Leave it to Draco Malfoy to be the only one who actually noticed the stupid flower. For some odd reason, Harry and Hermione didn't want me to join the "Order of the Phoenix," but they only allowed me to join the research gathering. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash through me, and sighed in resignation. Everyone was looking at me now. I almost flinched under the weight of their curiosity, but specially Hermione and Harry. They did not know where the flowers had come from. I felt a sharp pain in my chest. How can Hermione and Harry forget my birthday? They were all waiting for my answer. I just said that it was nothing, grabbed the stupid flower, threw it on the floor and left.
As I angrily walk out of Hogwarts, I was angry at the world, angry with everybody. As I kept walking I noticed that it was unusually quiet and looked around to notice that there wasn't anybody patrolling Hogwarts. I should have gone back, but I was too hurt to confront them.
I didn't know what had gone wrong, maybe nothing; maybe it just wasn't supposed to work out, whatever the reason. I felt restless, the need to be moving eating at me like starving piranhas.
Even when I wanted to thrash Harry, I still loved him. I didn't even regretted that we started a physical relationship a month ago, but three days ago was when I noticed what was happening to me .
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I was crying in the bathroom. "What the hell I'm a going to do," I asked myself as I held the test in my hands. It was positive. I was pregnant with Harry's child, our child. I knew that I would not be able to take care of the baby by myself.
What was I going to do? My parent's or brother's didn't know? What was I going to do? All I was doing was just crying. I kept thinking that a child was growing inside of me. I knew that no matter what I was going to have this baby and keep it. I was only seventeen years old. Would I even be a good mother? How can I tell Harry? How will Harry react? Will he want to stay with me? I had so many questions that I couldn't answer right away.
Will Harry be a good father to our daughter or son? How will Harry's Godfather react? How will Remus react? I'm so scared of their reactions that I don't know id to tell Harry or keep it as a secret. The only thing that I had no doubt about was that now my life was going to get more difficult with the pregnancy. I needed a job.
I have to tell Harry, but I can't face him. I keep thinking that the worst might happen. I keep thinking that he'll say that it isn't his, or that I should abort it, or even worst that he wants to break it off with me.
I hadn't told my parents either, I'm afraid that they might kick me out of the house of they even found out .
@@@@@ Present Time Ron's POV @@@@@
I found the lack of security odd, because there a lot of Death Eater's out there. The school should be protected, but it wasn't at the moment. I begun to search for my wand and cursed when I realized that I had left it in the library. Survival instinct was a bitch to suppress. What was giving me the wiggins?
As I continued walking, suddenly I felt someone grab me from behind, wrapping an arm tightly around my neck and covering my mouth with the other. My heart felt as if it would leap out of my chest. The person nudge what felt like a wand into the side of my stomach and whispered in my ear .
"Come with me, do what I say or die."
I simply nodded my head. I couldn't see who was holding me hostage, but I had a bad feeling that whatever I was in wasn't good.
I cautiously turned around to see the person and hoping that this wasn't happening and that it was all a bad dream. Once I saw the mask, I knew that it was a Death Eater. I was confused and scared, I didn't knew this Death Eater, but I knew that I was probably going to be used as bait for Harry.
I looked around noticing that there was still no one around to see what was happening or even someone that would help me. I felt hopeless as they took me to god knows where.
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TBC
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PART 1 By: Rory_Dasiny
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@@@@@ Ron's POV @@@@@
I stepped out of the room, bumping with something that was on the floor. As I steadied myself, I looked down to see what it was. It was a beautiful white box with a red ribbon surrounding it. The ribbon was a dark red. I squatted down besides it. I was studying it and felt the need to touch the ribbon. When I touched it, I was surprised to see that it felt soft it was soft as velvet. Besides the ribbon there was a gold-foiled card. It slid easily into my hand and turned it over before lifting the front of it. There was a piece of tissue between the fold of the card. I pulled it out and, instead of print the card was hand written in a black calligraphy style. I cocked my head to the side and read the card.
"In celebration of your seventeen birthday"
A large smile spread across my face, and I trembled slightly as I ran my finger over the print. Someone had remembered. Who? This was very classy and I couldn't equate it with any of my friends. Maybe Harry would buy something like this for his girl friend but not for me. I excitedly pulled the ribbon off, and opened the box.
There were Flowers in the beautiful box. Why would someone buy me flowers? I looked down into a box full of red roses. I counted the buds. There were seventeen. Someone had bought me a rose for every year of my life. This was really weird. Who bought roses for a guy? Still it gave me a little thrill to think that being a guy myself I knew how expensive roses could be, and again I racked my brain trying to think of who could have bought them.
I reached out and stroked the edge of a petal. Hermione and Harry got together I thought that was it. They got together and decided what to get me. That's why they didn't say anything to me it was a surprise. I pulled the box up and hugged it to myself. I can't believe they did this. It's great. The excitement hummed through me. I don't have anything to put them in, I thought. A vase. I need a vase. Forgetting my earlier feeling of unease I turned and dashed into the room in search of a vase.
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The young red head flirted with everyone, woman and men, and people of both genders were willingly held in the web of charisma the red head wove. The figure was no exception. Everything the figure had been feeling since first seeing the green-eyed angel came rushing back, stronger than ever. The figure wanted to gain the attention of the red head and learn more about him. Learn everything about him.
A figure detached itself from the depths of the shadows. "They certainly don't treat you well do they Beauty, but don't worry I will. Soon we'll be together again." He faded back into the darkness.
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There was Remus, Hermione, Sirius, Harry, Headmaster Dumbledore, and Snape. Some time had passed by. I felt a kind of numbness settle over me.
They forgot. I expected this from my parents, but not my friends. This hurt me, but of course I put my mask of indifference on. I didn't want to show how much they had hurt me. I also wore this mask when my parents constantly ignored me.
I had to practically raise myself and had thought that they didn't cared about me. At one point I had stopped caring about them too. I have my perfect mask of indifference; I knew how to take care of myself. All I needed was to be old enough to leave my parents, just one more year.
I inhaled. The clean musty smell filled my nostrils, as I tried to drag my mind back to what Harry was saying. Harry was prattling on about the latest Death Eater's I had stopped. It didn't sound as if it was any different then the others, but apparently Harry didn't feel that way. I found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything that was going on in the room.
Leave it to Draco Malfoy to be the only one who actually noticed the stupid flower. For some odd reason, Harry and Hermione didn't want me to join the "Order of the Phoenix," but they only allowed me to join the research gathering. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash through me, and sighed in resignation. Everyone was looking at me now. I almost flinched under the weight of their curiosity, but specially Hermione and Harry. They did not know where the flowers had come from. I felt a sharp pain in my chest. How can Hermione and Harry forget my birthday? They were all waiting for my answer. I just said that it was nothing, grabbed the stupid flower, threw it on the floor and left.
As I angrily walk out of Hogwarts, I was angry at the world, angry with everybody. As I kept walking I noticed that it was unusually quiet and looked around to notice that there wasn't anybody patrolling Hogwarts. I should have gone back, but I was too hurt to confront them.
I didn't know what had gone wrong, maybe nothing; maybe it just wasn't supposed to work out, whatever the reason. I felt restless, the need to be moving eating at me like starving piranhas.
Even when I wanted to thrash Harry, I still loved him. I didn't even regretted that we started a physical relationship a month ago, but three days ago was when I noticed what was happening to me .
@@@@@ 3 Days ago . Ron's POV @@@@@
I was crying in the bathroom. "What the hell I'm a going to do," I asked myself as I held the test in my hands. It was positive. I was pregnant with Harry's child, our child. I knew that I would not be able to take care of the baby by myself.
What was I going to do? My parent's or brother's didn't know? What was I going to do? All I was doing was just crying. I kept thinking that a child was growing inside of me. I knew that no matter what I was going to have this baby and keep it. I was only seventeen years old. Would I even be a good mother? How can I tell Harry? How will Harry react? Will he want to stay with me? I had so many questions that I couldn't answer right away.
Will Harry be a good father to our daughter or son? How will Harry's Godfather react? How will Remus react? I'm so scared of their reactions that I don't know id to tell Harry or keep it as a secret. The only thing that I had no doubt about was that now my life was going to get more difficult with the pregnancy. I needed a job.
I have to tell Harry, but I can't face him. I keep thinking that the worst might happen. I keep thinking that he'll say that it isn't his, or that I should abort it, or even worst that he wants to break it off with me.
I hadn't told my parents either, I'm afraid that they might kick me out of the house of they even found out .
@@@@@ Present Time Ron's POV @@@@@
I found the lack of security odd, because there a lot of Death Eater's out there. The school should be protected, but it wasn't at the moment. I begun to search for my wand and cursed when I realized that I had left it in the library. Survival instinct was a bitch to suppress. What was giving me the wiggins?
As I continued walking, suddenly I felt someone grab me from behind, wrapping an arm tightly around my neck and covering my mouth with the other. My heart felt as if it would leap out of my chest. The person nudge what felt like a wand into the side of my stomach and whispered in my ear .
"Come with me, do what I say or die."
I simply nodded my head. I couldn't see who was holding me hostage, but I had a bad feeling that whatever I was in wasn't good.
I cautiously turned around to see the person and hoping that this wasn't happening and that it was all a bad dream. Once I saw the mask, I knew that it was a Death Eater. I was confused and scared, I didn't knew this Death Eater, but I knew that I was probably going to be used as bait for Harry.
I looked around noticing that there was still no one around to see what was happening or even someone that would help me. I felt hopeless as they took me to god knows where.
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TBC
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