Part one: Natures Subtle warning

The sky was ablaze with pinks and oranges as sun began to raise, sunlight giving the world an eerie fiery glow. Many people in the non magical world would look at the beauty of a sun rise and see nothing more, but as an old man gazed at this morning display through tinkling blue eyes from across the lake, that same fiery glow capturing his form and reflecting off half moon spectacles, he was able to recognise natures subtle warning…

Ron awoke with a start early on the 31st of august. He glanced at the clock resting on his bedside table, 6:30am. He lay back on his pillow and let the steady ticking of the clock sooth him. He didn't remember what awoke him but he was unnerved by it. Giving the clock another glance he was aware that sleep would not come to him again and rolled out of bed. Standing up he stretched and stifled a yawn. His attention was drawn to a light tapping at the window, as Ron proceeded to open it he noticed a small owl that could quite easily fit in the palm of your hand.

"'Lo pig" he whispered as his owl flew into the room and zoomed around his head. When Ron ignored Pig and continued with his morning routine, pig got irritated at his masters dismissal and sort attention by landing on his shoulder. Ron abruptly brushed pig away muttering something about stupid owls; Pig then proceeded to peck Ron hard on his left temple.

"OWWW! You stupid Pigeon why did you do that!" Pig sat on the window ledge. Ron looked at the infernal bird again and then noticed a scroll tied to his leg.

"Oh sorry pig didn't know you had a letter for me" Ron untied a crisp scroll from Pig's now outstretched leg and instantly recognised Hermione's neat handwriting printed on the front. A wide grin spread across Ron's face as he crossed to his bed and sat down to read what she had sent him.

Dear Ron,

How are you? And how has your summer been?

I'm great in case you wanted to know. (Of course I would)

I have just got back from Switzerland from a summer of skiing in the mountains with my parents! I know not the ideal hot summer laying on a beach reading a book as I thought but it was still fun! (Laughs)

As you know I visited Victor Krum (VICKY) at the being of the summer and he sends his regards, oh Ron his house was so beautiful and the mountains and snow was just lovely, wow my summer has been really cold, wander if ill have a hot Christmas!

I know I seem a little happy, but I'm worried about Harry, last year was tough one what with snuffles and I know he didn't come to yours for the holidays but he wont reply to my letters and things I was just trying to remind you no to put your foot into as you so often like to do Ronald Weasley (indignant snort) well you know what I mean…

Anyway sitting here writing to you when ill see you tomorrow isn't getting my packing complete or my reading done so I will see you on the train tomorrow don't for get the prefect duties Ron. (Groan)

Love Hermione

xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Ron had spoken to Harry earlier in the summer, he was spending the summer a t the Order Headquarters, and just wanted time to Mourn his loss, Sirius's death had been unexpected, especially when Harry had learnt it was a ploy to lure him away from Hogwarts.

Ron sighed and folded the letter in half and then proceeds to take a small box from under his bed and placed the letter inside; he pushed it back under his bed and made his way down stairs for breakfast.

He made his way down the stairs and passed his sister Ginny on the way down

"Morning Gin"

Ron muttered after receiving no reply from his half asleep sister he caught the scent of bacon and eggs from the kitchen and eagerly headed toward the kitchen.

"Morning Ron you're up early "Mrs Weasley called to Ron as he came into the kitchen and sat at the table eyeing up the food that was seated at it.

"Yeah thought I'd get up early and make the most of my last day on summer holiday" Mrs Weasley glared at her youngest son and Ron quickly added

"This of course will be spent packing my trunk and making sure I have all my things for school." He flashed a smile at his mother and began to dig into his breakfast.

After breakfast Ron walked around the garden mulling over the letter Hermione had sent him. It puzzled him as to why Hermione had chosen to spend the Holidays with Victor Krum and her parents and not even meet him in Diagon Alley. He began muttering to himself.

"What's he got that I haven't, I mean I'm on a quidditch team I can fly a broom"

"First sign of madness lil bro" Fred was walking beside him

"Fred? What u doing here?" Ron's ears were turning red, what if Fred new who he was talking about.

"So who has something u don't have?" George appeared on his other side

"Nothing, no one" Ron answered quickly his ears now scarlet red. Fred gave his brother a knowing look and George put an arm around his younger brother.

"We know Ron" the twins said in unison. Ron stopped dead and looked at his brothers his ears as red as possible.

"Know…….wh...What?" Ron stammered. Fred grinned and leant towards Ron and whispered

"About the box of letters you keep under your bed from Hermione." Ron looked mortified, the twins didn't even live at home and yet they seemed to know all his secrets. Ron visibly swallowed.

"How?" Fred and George chuckled and leant closer to Ron and whispered.

"Super secretive spy suds" Ron looked utterly confused.

"Ah little brother it is the most ingenious invention yet totally brilliant and all inspired by a muggle child I passed in the street" Fred Beamed.

"You muggle children like to blow bubble using soapy water, weird I know but if it makes them happy, anyway after purchasing a form of apparatus similar to what Fred had seen the child with we came up with a new invention." George said in one breath and Fred steamed on with the story

"Yes and we thought about casting a spell on the bubble that would enable the user to view the surrounding the bubble was in" Ron stared at his brothers with his mouth open slightly, it truly was an ingenious idea and it obviously had work and his curiosity was peaked.

"What kind of spell?" the twins looked at Ron with a look of mock horror.

"I do believe our little brother wants to know our secrets Fred"

"How outrageous George the pure cheek" and with that the twins dramatically turned away from Ron and flounced up to the door of the burrow and disappeared inside.

"FRED, GEORGE!"

Ron chuckled as he heard his mother making a fuss over the twins and continued on his walk.

There was a change in the air, although the sun was high in the sky and shining down on the field in which Ron was walking he felt no warmth from its rays, and the surrounding area he was in seemed grey. A shiver crept up his spine. As the trees rustled nosily and the wind sighed as it blew around him. Ron paused and listened intently. The leaves on the surrounding treed stop rustling and he was in silence, even the wind seemed to be holding its breath. Ron's heart was pounding in his ears, he span around, looking in every direction as he steady withdrew his wand from his back pocket, his breaths coming hard and fast. The air around him suddenly changed and the warm sun reached his skin and the world around him became dusted with light. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the sudden abundance of bright light. After composing himself he headed home trying to shake of the feeling that some one or something wasn't right.

A/N

OK there you have it the first Chapter of my First fan fiction. How was it? I want you to be brutally honest with me because I could use the help. Thanks!