Disclaimer : You all know the story, Harry Potter and all other characters in this fic belong to JK. Rowling.. EXCEPT for Bunny, who belongs to Siobhan Edwards, aka. Deidara and Gaara Fangirl.

A/N : This is a collaboration between myself and Deidara and Gaara Fangirl. (Aka Siobhan.) Alternately, chapters are written by us and compiled together to form this fic. (Like this, Chapter One written by Me, Chapter to by Siobhan and so on and so on unless noted.) :) Please Note, Bunny (the character mentioned alot) Belongs completely to her and is NOT a part of the original Harry Potter storyline in any way.. Just to make things clear, she and Ron are together, and the rest will make sense. Btw, If your reviewing, drop Siobhan a review please! She also worked on this story and deserves the feedback as much as I do. Thankyou so much for reading and Enjoy the fic xxx

Convict

Chapter 1: Dont Come Home.

My darling angel,

"I sware I really do need you."

My better half,

"I'd be pretty much lost without you here.."

The reason for my happiness,

"I mean it, When you make me cry, I don't cry because I resent you, I cry because I've only just realised how truely lucky I am."

Bunny,

It's just me again - Ron. I hope you haven't forgotten my name yet. It's far to early for that. I've been thinking of you again.. For god knows how long today, It's all I can ever bring myself to do in this hell hole. I hate it here. I only wish It'd never happened, anything but this..

Why us? Why did they have to pull us apart like this, for so long.

"No... NO! Harry, Please.."

"Ron-" Harry spoke in a barely audiable voice. Ron knelt down beside him, his brow straining, his mind panicing, His brain recalled on past memories, where Harry had saved him, where Ron had almost considered selling him out for the greater good, and look at what had happened now.

"Harry, stay with me.." Ron whispered, the tears already rimming in his eyes, portraying the ultimate anger and sadness he was feeling..

I feel like I'm losing everything I've ever lived for, Bunny.. It's all coming back to me in ways which taunt me, And I don't think I can take much longer in this place.

"Ron.. Th- Tha-"

"Harry? Hang in there please, PLEASE!" Ron spoke throughout sobs, his voice releasing all his emotions.

"Thank you, Ron.." Harry finally managed to get out his final words before his eyes flickered slowly, "Take care of everyone."

"I will Harry, Watch down on us.." Ron watched Harry's eyes shut gently before his pulse slowed to nothing. Ron let out an exasperated scream before crying into his own hands, he'd watched his best friend of all time, die. Before his eyes, and there was nothing he could do about it.

I think I feel worse than when I had to watch Harry die... No, forget I said that. Nothing could ever feel worse then watching your best friend die. But the feeling is equal enough to being torn away from the person you love most. And being forced to sit in this disgusting place, day after day, for a neverending sentence, for a crime I didn't commit, It never lets the anger sink in.

I think I will soon be driven to insanity.

I don't think I'll have anything outside of these four dirty walls, I've lost my two best friends, After Harry's death and Hermione's parents not allowing her to interact with someone like me, the love of my family, The only thing I have left is you..

That is if you will take me back after I'm released.. I need to see you again, your loving smile, your beautiful, entrancing face, I need to hear your soft voice saying my name again..

"Ronald Weasley, How do you plead?"

"Not Guilty, Obviously."

"Obviously, NOT. You were the only person seen at the death of Harry Potter, and your hands were covered in his blood." The minister looked down at Ron, in complete disgust. "And you still plead not 'guilty'?"

"Yes, Because I didn't do it." Ron mumbled, there was no point putting effort into his words anymore, nobody would believe him, even if he did. Their minds were made up.

"Well then explain the blood."

Ron sighed, "If your best friend was dying what would you do? Sit there and watch happily like nothing's happened. Well I couldn't, I tried to save him, I did, But it was no use.."

"More like, all going to plan for you, Ronald."

"What? No.. I sware it wasn't."

"I think the court's decision is made." The minister turned from Ron and scuffled into his seat, and recieved the decision from the jury, he read the card and smirked.

"Ronald Billius Weasley, You have been charged with the Murder of Harry James Potter."

Ron screamed, "NO! I didn't do it." He looked out into the stands, "Mum, Ginny, Hermione, TELL THEM!"

The stands were akwardly silent before Hermione burst into tears and ran for the exit quickly.

"I have no choice, But to find you guilty." The words from the minister stabbed him in the heart, "And sentence you to Azkaban for a minimum of 10 years."

"NO!" Ron let out a yell as the two security guards came up beside him and began handcuffing him. He looked out into the stand, there was no sign of her there, She was nowhere to be seen.. He looked down at the floor and blinked back the tears.. Had he completely lost her?

Everyday I'm forced to relive that court session, the day I was charged with murdering my best friend, the day the mistakenly found me guilty. The day I was given the minimum ten year sentence, the day I failed to see you in the court stands, the day I lost everybody's trust.

Did I lose yours?

Where were you Bunny?

Hopefully you recieved my last letters and believe what really happened, I didn't kill Harry, I sware.

I would never do such a thing.

Everyday I ask myself, Who do I want to be when I get out of here?

If I can't be with you, then I'd be anybody but myself.

It was ten years today I was given that sentence, Bunny..

If I don't come home today,

Know this..

I love you more than life itself.

Yours fatally,

Ron. x