Hollywood remake – How did we not Know
Be-it Known to all _ that I give full credit to this rewrite to:
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How did we not know?
By; Ginnyrules27 - - (still very active)
Rated: T - English - Family –
Ron W. the inner man -
First Published: 10-26-2010 – status: Complete
Fanfiction dot net Id #: 6428997
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*Hollywood remake as done by Billybob csagun36 aa begun on 03-26-2017
Published with the permission of the original author, as granted on 04-03-2017
Rated M so as not to offend all those morality 'prigs' out there (go ahead I dare you … look it it up) There is also adult level humor (in this tale) which will upset those that insist that all HP fan fiction be written for readers that are no more than twelve years of age.
Alternate universe (AU): for obvious reasons that will jump out at you as you begin to read.
I write as if I am performing in a stage play – with noticeable gaps and pauses (theatrical beats) to simulate actual spoken dialog. Before you ask; I do know that my spelling sucks and my grammar is atrocious. If this offends you (and everything offends someone these days) then stop now and run away in dread.
* Author's disclaimer: This story is based in the world created by J. K. Rowling, she owns all legal rights to the characters, setting, etc. - I am merely borrowing the contents of the JKR world for my own amusement and that of my few readers. - In other words; her characters … 'ginnyrules27' original plotline … and my twisted version of it… savvy?
Enjoy
Once again all credit goes to Ginnyrules27
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How did we not know?
Chapter One - laughter in Ron's Room
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It had been five years since the war. The whole Weasley family was together at the Burrow, for the traditional Sunday Brunch and they were_ 'on the whole' _ a-lot happier than they had been in some time; for the entire Family had gathered to celebrate. – Today's special occasion, which happened to be Harry's twenty-second birthday.
After hearing a loud commotion coming from the top of the house, Bill and Charlie walked in on Harry and Ron laughing about something, in Ron's former bedroom – a space now used for storage.
"Hey guys", Bill said. - Before Charlie could say anything more, the Twins and Percy came in behind them.
"We heard laughter. Thought you guys might need some help." Fred explained.
"And I didn't want them blowing up the place … 'to provide that help'." Percy said, a smile tugging at his lips.
"What's so funny?" Ginny asked coming in last, beating Charlie to his question. - Harry looked up and his face seemed to light up at the sight of his fiancé/ future wife.
"Oh, we were just remembering something funny from our Hogwarts days." Ron said vaguely as he pointed at the Pensive on the floor in-between the two boys … which showed recent use as an empty vile was visible, lying nearby. - "Harry and I had a difference of option concerning some of the details of the incident … so I borrowed Harry's pensive to prove who was right. I was … by the way. - So if you'll excuse us …I'll retrieve the memory and put it back in my head.
There was a nervous edge to Ron's voice that exploded the suspicions of his siblings. Mainly because Ron had several memories in there, that clearly went beyond the funny incident… things that he especially didn't want his brothers and his sister to know about. - Despite some of the good things he had done during the Riddle civil-war, Ron still felt a deep shadow of disgrace around his actions and really didn't want anyone to know about it.
"Oh really – do you want to clue us in on the joke?" - Charlie asked. - - Ron was like Charlie in one aspect; you could always tell when he wouldn't let an issue go.
"Yeah", Bill agreed.
"Ron's was right about the sword of Gryffindor thingy - and who got it out of the ice covered pond during the hunt"- Harry jumped in, trying to save his friend considerable embarrassment. - He had caught (red handed) Ron transferring certain painful memories into the Pensive (it had been at a Healer's suggestion) - due to a number of nightmares he had endured recently. Hopefully getting some of these memories out of his head, would let him sleep better.
"There was something funny, about how you got the sword." George said, while Ginny and Fred looked on in growing disbelief.
"I'm confused." Percy said.
"Well, that's not all that surprising … now is it – oh mighty big Headed Boy—" the twins chimed in.
"Why don't we just look in the Pensive and see for ourselves?" Fred and George continued instantly. Ron began to fidget a bit. The sword incident had lead to an even more painful memory… which if exposed, would reveal how truly a gigantic a fool Ron had been that year. Thankfully his cowardly departure from the tent was already back in his head so the chosen issue was safe..
"Ronald Bilius get down here at once!" Hermione's voice called out.
"Be right there!" Ron called back. Turning to Harry, he said, "My master calls … Oi; guard my back - ok." - Leaving the room, he prayed that Harry would keep them from learning too much. - The moment Ron could be heard rushing down the stairs Harry turned to the siblings and said: - - "What happened during the hunt, isn't really any of your business … you know?" Harry said looked a bit uncomfortable.
"Actually … sticking our noses where they don't belong is a Weasley family tradition" – Ginny said with an amused snort.
Five_ "Yeah's" _in agreement could be heard from around the room
"Are you going to stop us", Ginny asked of her new fiancé.
"Actually … no, I'm not sure what memories Ron put in there, but if they have been causing nightmares – I'm guessing they are really nasty ones", Harry warned. - "Personally …I hate secrets_ and there is a-lot of stuff that Ron has kept from me _ and his family – but; for a good reasons, I suppose. Things he did in the war, that he's not proud of … secrets that still haunt him.
"And you think that kind of stuff is in the pensive", Ginny said nervously
"He wouldn't want to remove good memories … now would he?" Harry replied.
"That settles it … anything that makes ickle Ronniekins scream in the night… we have to see". George said with Fred nodding hard in agreement by his side.
"Alright then; you have been warned", Harry said.
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The first scene was when Ron and Harry met on the train on the way to Hogwarts_ and Harry inwardly groaned. The pensive just had to start out with that one.
"I heard you went to live with Muggles," said the pensive Ron. "What are they like?"
"So this is the first time you and Ron met?" Bill asked.
Harry nodded … this one was relatively safe.
"Cool." Bill said always wanting to know how his brother and Harry Potter became friends.
"Horrible — well, not all of them. My aunt and uncle and cousin are, though. Wish I'd had three wizard brothers", the pensive Harry was heard to say.
"You do?" Five male voices could be heard as they all turned as one to stare at Harry.
"Don't forget the extra sweet sister." Ginny growled.
"Never luv" - Harry said as he kissed her, ignoring all the looks he got, from the other Weasley's.
"I have five brothers, who are always pranking me - and I'm the youngest of the boys, I also have an extra sharp witted sister_ and she's the most dangerous prankster of the lot" said the pensive Ron. For some reason, he was looking awful unhappy.
"Dam right; I am", Ginny said smugly.
"He has always respected you Ginny, but sometimes that respect has been a-bit one sided", Harry said sadly.
"I didn't mean too…" Ginny mumbled, instantly apologetically.
"I know luv, and I'm just as guilty as you are … I've taken him for granted again and again".
"If taking him for granted is a crime – why is Granger still around? - She overlooked him for years… still does" - Charlie asked sounding confused.
"Ditto", Ginny said.
"You guys aren't observant at all, are you?" Harry said in an angry tone. "The fixated on me Hermione … the one you all saw before the hunt, is not the same witch that emerged from Malfoy manor. Ask Bill he was there…"
"Harry's right … Granger changed loads at shell cottage", Bill admitted. – "After she was cursed … she seemed to lose all interest in Harry. - After Malfoy manor, Granger went after Ronnie full-bore, I was literally stunned by her aggressiveness (after Fleur pointed it out to me … of course). But I tell you the details later … right now I want to listen"
"I'm just one small part of a huge Weasley Clan and the sixth in our family branch to go to Hogwarts'. The pensive Ron continued. 'You could say I've got a lot to live up to. - Bill and Charlie for example had a way with the witches, popular to the point of having a competition over who could have the most new girlfriends in a single school term. Bill won the competition by the way … while Charlie recovered from his humiliating loss, by becoming captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"Hey, I only lost by two girls!" - Charlie laughed, in memory.
"Shut it, you!" Ginny spat.
"My brother; Percy will be a Gryffindor Prefect this year_ and he's not the type to bend the rules to help anyone … not ever. - Never tries to see beyond the infraction …that one. - If I get that badge someday – (unlikely I know) I'll try to take into account the mitigating circumstances behind the rules breaker. - - Everyone makes mistakes and Bill told me once that justice should be tempered. – that's what I'll do, if I get the chance - I'll moderate the extremes of both side, rules inflexibility versus anarchy"
"I'll be dammed …Ronnie actually listened to me", _Bill said sounding both amused and pleased.
"Because Percy is so strict about most things; my twin brothers; Fred and George try to balance the scales of justice by messing around a lot. - I've overhead my parents chatting with Dumbledore about the twin's_ and all the trouble they've gotten into. You have to be careful around the twins; Harry, they love to break any rule they come across and pulls pranks on everybody … lord knows … I've been on the receiving end of their pranks long enough to know - -
"Is he implying that we pranked him … George began
… more than the rest of our siblings" … finished Fred
"Well you did… you know" Ginny said
"But he was such a easy target" the twins bemoaned in unison
"I think the twins get a perverted thrill from their rules battles with Percy," pensive Ron continued. "But Percy is unaffected … he just carries on by getting really good marks in all his classes - - meanwhile; everyone thinks the twins are really funny. – So to sum-up; Bill was a super clever head-boy and ladies man – Charlie was a rugged Quidditch captain – they are both graduated and gone from Hogwarts now. – That leaves at school; Percy the master of education and strict rules enforcer – my twin brothers, Hogwarts most popular anarchists, and a little sister still at home that's chewing at the bit (primed and ready) to cause all kinds of havoc… next year. Everyone in my family, expects me to do just as well …or even better in all categories', but even if I do manage to stand out from that-lot. It won't be a big deal, because one of my siblings will have already done it first … you know."
Bill, Charlie and Percy were shocked. They had never noticed that their brother had felt that way. Fred and George were looking over at Harry, daring him to confirm this.
Harry sighed. "Wait for it."
Not only that, but if you think on it … its ruddy hard to stand out when you never get anything new. - I've got Bill's old robes, Charlie's old wand, and Percy's hand me down rat. – the pensive Ron then reached inside his jacket and pulled out a fat gray rat, which was asleep. "His name's Scabbers and he's ruddy useless, he hardly ever wakes up. Percy got an owl from my dad for being made a prefect, but they couldn't afford ... I mean, I got Scabbers instead."
"I can't believe this." Percy said. "I wasn't that anal about the rules … was I?"
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The scene abruptly changed; to the night when Ron had gone with Harry to visit the Mirror of Erised.
"Yes and no," said the pensive Dumbledore quietly. "This particular mirror shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts.
"Huh?" Fred asked.
"Shut it Fred. It's not my fault you're so thick." Ginny teased.
"For you, Harry - who have never known your family, you see them standing around you supportively … whereas Ronald here, who has always been overshadowed by his older brothers, sees himself standing alone".
Just by becoming best friends with you Harry, I'm afraid that young Ronald has been shoved even deeper into the shadows - as most of his classmates only see you, while totally overlooking him - if this continues, this feeling of being invisible to his peers will only intensify.
"No worries mate" –the pensive Ron said to the pensive Harry, - "growing up with my pranking siblings and an extra vicious sister, all of which are after me day and night … believe me when I say … I'd prefer being invisible".
"What did he say?" Charlie asked.
"That he grew-up pranked, ignored or overlooked" - Percy echoed.
"Hey! - - I'm just as guilty as the rest of you lot – I got new clothes for school while he stayed in rags?" Ginny yelled.
"But the mirror thingy happened first year … way before he began to fixate on Granger —"
"Actually ... Hermione came late to the belittle Ronnie party, but she quickly made-up for lost time", Ginny said.
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The scene changed again … this time to the day after Harry' and Ron's huge argument during fourth year. – In which pensive Ron could be faintly seen; hidden under the invisibility cloak, trying to sneak his way through the common room to the kitchen.
"Have you seen Ron?" Harry interrupted Hermione who was speaking to Neville and the twins.
"Harry, he was here … George began
"… just five minutes ago, covered with chimney ash", Fred finished - sounding rather smug.
Pensive Harry snorted, before turning his attention back to while mumbeling; "severs him right"
"The pensive Hermione looked up sharply at the pensive Harry and then bit her lower lip thoughtfully"
"What's this then?" Bill asked. "From everything mum said to me, the trio seemed to be the best of mates.
"Erm; yes … well … I did see him briefly … at breakfast, before the twins pranked his meal", the pensive Hermione replied.
The twins looked very pleased with themselves, as the pensive Hermione glared at them
"Does he still think I entered myself into the tournament?" the pensive Harry asked.
"I thought he did … everyone said so, even the_ Daily Prophet _reported that he did?" Bill and Charlie said in unison. - Not having been there at that time, they were amazed that this had occurred.
"Well… no, I don't think so… not really," the pensive Hermione said awkwardly.
"She doesn't sound all that convincing", Charlie said
"What's that supposed to mean, 'not really'?" Harry asked
"Oh Harry, isn't it obvious?" the pensive Hermione said despairingly. "He's jealous!"
"Of Harry?" - Charlie asked, sounding deeply surprised.
"He is your scrawny arse, best-mate … and loyal to you beyond question", Charlie continued looking hard at the real Harry. – "What did your self-absorbed arse do to make Ronnie feel jealous. What did you take from him … it was Granger, wasn't it. You made a move on her didn't you?"
"No way, I was chasing after Cho that year, like a pathetic lovesick puppy", the real Harry spat back
"Jealous?" the pensive Harry said incredulously. "Jealous of what? – of almost dying every other month. - - I tell you … everyone here would have taken 'the Mickey' out of him over the rags he wears ...if it wasn't for me. The Durley's hate me and yet I came here with clothing in better shape. He's a ruddy laughing stock; the trio's pet clown, Hermione and everyone knows it. So If that dimwitted clod wants to make a bigger prat of himself than he already has … in front of the whole school … why don't we just let him"
"You didn't just say that … did you?" the real Ginny said as she too turned her heated gaze upon Harry.
"I was really angry that day" the real Harry replied weakly
"That's the anger talking Harry James Potter, not you," said the pensive Hermione patiently, in a motherly scornful tone. "What you don't realize is how hard it is for him to be your best friend. - - it's always you who gets all the attention; from teachers; classmates and … girls. Even I fancy you."
"Ha … I knew it, Granger did fancy Harry", Bill said sounding angry while Charlie looked on equally gob smacked.
"Oh Yeah; she was my main competition for years", the real Ginny replied. - "Hermione was always at his elbow – Ronnie and I were always fearful that Granger and Harry would end up together. - And when he broke up with me and chose her to go on their camping trip instead of me … I thought she had won "
"I'm so sorry you got that impression, true is … I was trying to keep you safe", the real Harry tried to weakly explain.
"I felt abandoned", Ginny said.
"Ok … ok, I admit that Hermione fancied me – I'd known it for years, but I was never interested in her (that way), she's bossy as hell … and nags me constantly … she often treats me as a child. - For the life of me, I don't understand what Ron sees in that arrogant, know-it-all", Harry replied exposing for the first time … a bit of resentment toward his anti-social friend. – "But for making you feel abandoned I am truly … truly … sorry"
"I know it's not your fault," pensive Hermione continued as if on cue … as she saw Harry open his mouth to berate her furiously. "I know you don't ask for it… but - well - you know, Ron's got all those brothers to compete against, and a sister who worships you … you're his best friend, and you're really famous - he's always shunted to one side whenever people see you, (especially girls) - - and that includes the rest of his family at the Burrow.
I'm guilty too, I don't intend to do it; really I don't … but when he puts so little value on his education … it drives me up the wall. The only boy in this school that acknowledges that I'm alive … is intellectually as thick as a post. - So I instinctively look down my nose at him and treat him like dirt_ and yet as often as I scream at him … Ron just takes it, Merlin knows why ... but he puts up with it, (my rants) and the insults I throw at him … He is hurt by it – that's plain to see … hurt loads, but he never mentions any of it to you."
"Why not?"
"I don't really know … part of me thinks he's use to it (verbal abuse) the other part thinks that he doesn't want you mad at me (more than usual) fearing you'd send me packing. - I know I step on your final nerve all the time … without intending to _and I'm not blind to the fact that its Ron who keeps me on speaking terms with you … with everyone, actually. I frankly don't understand why he puts up with the unending verbal abuse that he gets from me and everyone else, especially his family.
"What does all this bullocks have to do with him being a prat to me … right now?" The pensive Harry asked his temper flaring.
"I suppose this particular instance of you seemingly hogging all the attention … was just one time too many… for him"
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The Weasley's listening to all this, was stunned beyond belief. They never thought this 'overlooked' feeling of Ron's ran so deep. - The next memory changed into the scene where Ron dragged a half drowned Harry, out of a frozen pond before diving back in to get the sword of Gryffindor. The conversation that followed; between the two half frozen boys was thick with Ron's trademark witty humor … which had all the (non pensive) Weasley's smiling and chuckling at the good natured banter.
"Ron was right, I didn't get it out … he did … after saving my life", Harry said sounding deeply touched, by the self-sacrifices of his underappreciated friend.
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The next scene seemed to fast forward to the tragedy of the stabbing of the locket. - As soon as Harry saw Ron holding the sword he began to insist that they all exit the pensive.
"This bit is extremely personal and I'm sure Ron doesn't want any of you to know about it"
"Harry darling … we accept that we have damaged our Ronnie, it's only fair that we see it all … in for a penny in for a pound", Ginny said in protest.
"I don't think Ron remembered that this bit was in here when he walked away from the pensive to help Hermione,"
"Just hold him Ginny … whatever this is – we have to see" Charlie insisted.
"Err? What's going on?" - Percy asked.
"Just watch", - Harry sighed in a resigned tone. He knew Ron was going to be furious about this, but part of him didn't struggle too hard against Ginny.- It had been a number of years and his memory of the locket destruction was a-tad vague on some points. Ron had a tendency to suppress painful memories and maybe in the long run, it would be for the best if the raw truth was revealed. - Harry knew (deep down) that there would be hell to pay for exposing this secret, but maybe it would be a good thing if Hermione in particular … finally learned the truth. Maybe she'd stop beating around the bush and ... close the deal.
"No!" said Ron. "Don't open it! I'm serious!"
"Why not?" asked Harry. "Let's get rid of the damn thing, we have kept this Horcrux of Voldemort for months now …"
"Oh, so this is what you three were doing that year!" Ginny gasped.
"I can't, Harry, I'm serious - you do it -"
"But why?"
"Because that thing is bad for me!" said the pensive Ron, backing away from the locket on the rock. "I can't handle it! - I'm not making excuses, for what I was like, but this thing affects me far worse than it affects you and Hermione…"
"Oh it affects me Ron", the pensive Harry shouted back. "I have nightmares and depression. Its_ little mother _that's totally unaffected … but she's inhuman … that one."
You don't understand … it made me think stuff - crap that I was thinking anyway, but it made everything worse. - I can't explain it, and then I'd take it off and I'd get my head straight again (for a while), but then I'd have to put the effing thing back on - I can't do it Harry!"
Bill suddenly wondered if that locket had been the reasons for the nightmares his little brother had had when he'd stayed at his house.
He had backed away, the sword dragging at his side, shaking his head.
"You can do it," said pensive Harry, "you can! - - You're the one who got the sword; I know deep-down that it's supposed to be you who uses it. Please just get rid of it Ron."
"Nice pep talk", Fred grinned.
"Utterly brilliant", Ginny added
"Almost as good as Wood's." George continued.
"Get the Snitch or die trying!" the three of them chorused ... making Harry chuckle briefly.
The sound of his name seemed to act like a stimulant. The pensive Ron swallowed, then still breathing hard through his long nose, moved back toward the rock.
"Tell me when," he croaked.
"Yay Ron!" the twins cheered.
"On three," said Harry, looking back down at the locket and narrowing his eyes, concentrating on the letter S, imagining a serpent, while the contents of the locket rattled like a trapped cockroach. It would have been easy to pity it, except that the cut around Harry's neck still burned.
"One . . . two . . . three . . . open." - - The last word (open) came-out as a hiss and a snarl as the golden doors of the locket swung wide open with a little click.
"I must admit that hearing_ Parceltongue _always sounds creepy to me", Charlie muttered.
'Behind both of the glass windows within blinked a living eye, but it wasn't the dark and handsome eyes of Tom Riddle's; instead, the eyes that stared out from the locket was blood scarlet with slit-pupils of a snake
"Stab," said Harry, holding the locket steady on the rock.
"Come on Ron; do it." The real Percy muttered.
'Ron raised the sword in his shaking hands. - The point dangled over the frantically swiveling eyes, and Harry gripped the locket tightly; bracing himself, already imagining blood pouring from the empty windows.
Then a voice hissed from out the Horcrux.
"I have seen your heart, and it is mine."
"You're right Charlie; that's does sound creepy", Bill snarled. He hated that that monster had had such an impact on his family.
"Don't listen to it", Harry said harshly. "Stab it!"
"I have seen your dreams, Ronald Weasley, and I have seen your fears. All you desire is possible, but all that you dread is also possible..."
"Stab!" shouted Harry, his voice echoed off the surrounding trees, the sword point trembled, and Ron gazed down into Riddle's eyes.
"Listen to Harry!" Ginny yelled, forgetting that she was in a pensive memory.
"Least loved, always, by the mother who craved a daughter . . ."
"Not true!" Percy snorted. "Mum loves all of us the same."
Least loved, now, by the girl who prefers your friend … Second best, always, eternally overshadowed … by everyone"
"Ron, stab it now!" the pensive Harry bellowed: He could feel the locket quivering in the grip and was scared of what was coming. Ron raised the sword still higher, and as he did so, Riddle's eyes gleamed scarlet.
"What's taking so long?" Charlie asked. "Why didn't Ron just stab the thing?"
Out of the locket's two windows, out of the eyes, there bloomed like two grotesque bubbles, the heads of Harry and Hermione, weirdly distorted. - Ron yelled in shock and backed away as the figures blossomed out of the locket, first chests, then waists, then legs, until only their feet remained inside the locket, - - side by side like trees with a common root, swaying over pensive Ron and the pensive Harry, snatched his fingers away from the locket as it burned, suddenly, white-hot.
"Merlin, Harry!" Ginny said. "Are you alright?"
"Not the time Gin."
"Ron!" he shouted, but the Riddle-Harry was now speaking with Voldemort's voice and Ron was gazing, mesmerized, into its face.
"Why did you return? - We were better off without you, happier without you … glad of your absence. - We laughed at your stupidity, your cowardice, your presumption that either of us regarded you as anything more than a dimwitted clod -"
"No; that's not true", the real Harry hastily said at the amount of heated glares sent his way. "Hermione was a mess; sobbing in regret (all the time) – beating herself-up over her hesitating in responding to Ron's – 'chosen' - accusation. We lost Ron because he finally acknowledged that he had zero chance to develop anything romantic with a girl who was hopelessly fixated with me. - I was so mad (for the longest time) that I didn't realize until after he left us, that Hermione's unrequited feelings; had just cost me my right arm."
"Presumption that you had any worth at all!" echoed the Riddle-Hermione, who was more beautiful and yet more terrible than the real Hermione: She swayed, cackling, before Ron, who looked horrified and yet transfixed, the sword hanging pointlessly at his side. "Who could look at you, what woman in her right mind would ever desire to share your bed. I gave my virginity to Viktor at age fourteen; knowing instinctively, that he was a far better Quidditch player than you would ever be.
By-the-way; you where right, I did choose Harry over you …years ago _and we've shagged like rabbits, every night since you left us. And why shouldn't we have loads of sex … Have you ever noticed the much larger size of his package, when compared to your pitiful pencil-dick. The Riddle-Hermione said as she used her hand to stroke the Riddle-Harry's - 'troll sized' - manhood.
"That can't be real, it's roughly the same size as a dragon" Charlie said scornfully.
"You're right, Harry's package is only average in size; even when fully erect", Ginny said in an offhanded remark. - All of her brothers (simultaneously) turned their heads to stare hard at a totally unfazed Ginny … before turning to glare hotly at Harry, who had the grace to look deeply embarrassed.
"So I can honestly see why you would be an utter failure in bed with a woman … Harry told me how small you are (down there)" - the Riddle-Hermione said. - Come to think on it; what have you ever done, that could compared in any way; to the popularity of the Chosen One ... to merit me (of all people) to want to 'make love' to you? – Have you ever known any witch (beyond that slut Brown) to take any notice of you or to show you even the slightest bit of sexual attraction, a poor-as-dirt …pencil-dick."
"Oh my … Low blow." George whistled.
"Pencil dicked; Ronnie – should we go and ask Granger if that's true?" - Fred asked a moment later.
"As if that asexual prig would know", George said a moment later
"Shut-it both of you", Ginny said while blushing red
"Ron, stab it … STAB IT!" the pensive Harry pleaded, but Ron did not move. His eyes were wide, and the Riddle-Harry and the Riddle-Hermione were reflected in them, their hair swirling like flames, their eyes shining red, their voices lifted in an erotic duet.
"Your mother confessed to me, often enough, how she was disappointed in you as a son and how she would have preferred me as a replacement for you", sneered the Riddle-Harry, meanwhile the Riddle-Hermione began to rub her barely covered body against the specter Harry … while jeering dismissively at Ron. All but literally making love, right in front of the pensive Ron
"Molly would have been loads happier if I had gotten the Prefect badge instead of you the Riddle-Harry said with a sneer. "She clearly saw the sparks flying between Hermione and I and would have preferred me to share those long prefect patrols … just think of the carnal opportunities we missed_ and all because of Dumbledore's colossal mistake?"
"How could Ron think that?" Fred gasped, his eyes widened in shock. He was beginning to regret every prank he'd pulled on his baby brother.
"He's right and you know it", the Riddle Hermione announced smugly. "You are nothing … worth nothing, not to him … not to me," she crooned as she stretched like a snake and entwined herself around Riddle-Harry, wrapping him in a clearly sexual embrace: Their lips met as he caressed her tiny bosom while she reached down and began to guide his barely covered tool into her body – as a moment later they began to hump.
"Ugh … that's just gross!" Fred began
"Riddle was a really disgusting bugger", finished George"
Similar negative comments could be heard from the rest of Ron's siblings, meanwhile Ginny (beyond furious) was silently plotting her revenge on the bushy haired witch.
On the ground in front of them-all, as up-close witnesses' to this tragedy – poor pensive Ron's face was filled with indescribable anguish as he was literally trembling in the grip horrible emotions … from head to foot. - His self-loathing was 'plain as day' on his face. - And yet; as his siblings watched … it was Ron who somehow found the inner strength to raise again the sword on-high, his arms shaking.
"Do it, Ron!" - the pensive Harry yelled vaguely from the sidelines.
"Listen to the scrawny git!" Charlie yelled.
"Dammit … I'm not that scrawny" the real Harry protested
"Yes you are; Luv_ and I wouldn't have it any other way", Ginny purred softly in his ear, calming his heated temper noticeably
Pensive Ron turned his head and looked toward the pensive Harry, and the real Harry noticed for the first time a blue glow begin to surround his friend as a trace of ice blue fury filled his eyes.
"That's not good." Ginny muttered, remembering her own experience with Ron's blue magic during the battle of Hogwarts.
"Why is Ronnie glowing blue?"
"Not now Charlie" - Bill said firmly
The sword of Gryffindor now had a blue outline and then suddenly it plunged downward _ and pensive Harry threw himself out of the way of the blue magic explosion that followed the swords impact. This was another of Ron secrets; for ever since his encounter with the_ Brain _during the department of mysteries adventure – Ron's magic had gained a super-powerful blue (and often uncontrollable) edge to it.
Pensive Harry was clearly frightened by the blue magic that the pensive Ron had just employed. There as a loud clang of metal when the sword hit the locket … that coincided with a long, drawn-out demonic scream of agony. – Pensive Harry whirled around, slipping in the snow, (and falling on his butt) his wand held at the ready; to defend him-self, but there was nothing left to fight. The monstrous versions of himself and Hermione were abruptly gone: There was only the pensive Ron, standing there with the sword held slackly in his hand, looking down at the shattered remains of the locket on the flat rock as his blue aura faded.
A few minutes of awkward silence followed, before pensive Ron slowly turned to speak to the pensive Harry
"You can never tell a soul what you just saw here … today", Ron said in a trembling voice that matched his deeply shaking body. "Promise me Harry. She must_ never know _what that brain did to me. Never know how big a fool I have made of myself over what turned out to be … your girl. - You two are a great couple … everyone at Hogwarts agrees on that point … everyone saw this coming… except for me. Promise me you'll always treat her right.
"What are you going on about? The pensive Harry asked, as his head was still a-tad fuzzy.
"I finally bought my-self a clue. - - She chose you remember? You're a very lucky bloke; Harry. I'll stay out of your way… I swear. - - I'll help get you and the sword back to the tent and then leave again … with zero fuss. I brought enough supplies with me (canned goods mainly) to last you two lovebirds, a couple of months. – I'll use the Deluminator to find you again with more supplies in a month or so. - That way, you two can have loads of quality time … alone… to solve the problem".
"You ruddy Git, she 'chose' me years ago. (Second year I think) the pensive Harry shouted. - - I've never been blind to Hermione's long-term intentions towards me,and to tell the ruddy truth … I've confronted her more than a dozen times over the years to tell her_ flat-out _ that these mental ambitions of hers, which I wasn't remotely interested in, wasn't going anywhere".
"She's not my type, Ron; Cho was – but that didn't work out either. - - I' only put up with the_ little mother _for your sake. - Luna is just as smart and loads more fun to be around. How many times have I told you, that you can do loads better; than the _ little mother_. As for me … I'm still hopelessly in love with your sister Ginny (but don't you dare tell her that) - By the way. – I staged that public break-up with Ginny at Hogwarts, just to keep her safe and I hope it works. - I don't want to survive this war – if she doesn't.
"But Hermione chose to be with you instead of me… she wants you?
"I'm sure she does, but the important thing to remember here my friend... is that _ I don't fancy her now _ and never did.
The Pensive memories then ended abruptly, leaving six Weasley and one Potter standing in a semi-daze in Ronnie's old bed-room.
to be continued