Changes made by fate
by: Maharet
archives: sure, just say where
pairing: Voldemort & Ron Weasley
rating: dunno, NC-17 later
feedback: yes, pretty please *big, lost puppy eyes*
Notes: I don't own a thing! But I sure want to. Just can't. I'm poor!
Part 1: Possession
Warning: this fic is SLASH! If you don't like the idea of male and male love, then don't read it! Flames will be laughed at!!!
Part One: The Kidnap
It was a dark night. Everyone was asleep. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sleeping in their own room, Fred and George in theirs, Ginny was away with her aunt and Ron was sleeping in his own room and in his own bed. He burrowed himself deep into his covers, his dark red hair fell over the pillows. There was a soft hiss, like wind pushing trough the trees. Nobody heard it. The figures on the walls of his room were all watching silently. They all knew something was coming. Something…
There was no warning. Ron felt himself hauled out of his peaceful and warm sleep. He felt cold, thin fingers glued on his mouth and heard a soft whisper, a spell, then he fell asleep again.
Yes, I know it is too short, but there will be more, I promise.
Feedback please!
by: Maharet
archives: sure, just say where
pairing: Voldemort & Ron Weasley
rating: dunno, NC-17 later
feedback: yes, pretty please *big, lost puppy eyes*
Notes: I don't own a thing! But I sure want to. Just can't. I'm poor!
Part 1: Possession
Warning: this fic is SLASH! If you don't like the idea of male and male love, then don't read it! Flames will be laughed at!!!
Part One: The Kidnap
It was a dark night. Everyone was asleep. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sleeping in their own room, Fred and George in theirs, Ginny was away with her aunt and Ron was sleeping in his own room and in his own bed. He burrowed himself deep into his covers, his dark red hair fell over the pillows. There was a soft hiss, like wind pushing trough the trees. Nobody heard it. The figures on the walls of his room were all watching silently. They all knew something was coming. Something…
There was no warning. Ron felt himself hauled out of his peaceful and warm sleep. He felt cold, thin fingers glued on his mouth and heard a soft whisper, a spell, then he fell asleep again.
Yes, I know it is too short, but there will be more, I promise.
Feedback please!