Hi this is my first ever fan fic... so i would really love to know what you think of it! Please R & R !

disclaimer: this is entirely my story though none of the characters will ever be!

most of the story will be about Ron,though Harry and Hermione come in too!

...The next password is Fenwick. Keep each other safe. Keep faith. Good Night...The last words

ended another session of Potterwatch.

Ronald Weasley sighed and pushed his red hair out of his forehead. Looking down he saw his

splinched fingers but they did not hurt. And then suddenly the feeling of guilt and sorrow

all came crushing down upon him...

"Dinners ready!" came Fleaur's voice from the kitchen..Sighing for the second time

Ronald weasley went down to the kitchen.

He had hardly touched his steak when Bill spoke up, "Dads getting suspicious. I've got to

tell them you are here. And besides they'll be relieved to learn you are safe."

"Yea right relieved. They would disinherit me for sure. Especially Ginny. She would

never forgive me"...His memory jogged back to the those moments that Harry,Hermione,Ginny

and he had spent just the last year...it seemed like a lifetime ago..

Bills voice brought him back to reality" So what about Christmas? Do you wasn't Fleur and me

to spend it here? "

Ron turned to Fleur "I'm Sorry, sorry you have to put up with so much..I am working on a plan.

I'll be off your hands soon!"

Fleur suddenly looked stern, "Now don't be silly Ron-You are safe here. I will not hear another word.

I do not mind spending my Christmas at Shell Cottage. You are family too..And besides the lesser

I have to do with Celestina Warback the happier I'll be."

Bill gave Ron a wry smile and shrugged. Ron went back to the smallest bedroom of Shell Cottage.

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"We thought you knew what you were doing!" The memory of Ron's voice pierced through his heart.

Harry got up from his tent moved listlessly and took over the watch from Hermione. They hadn't spoken

in a week. Ever since Ron had deserted them. He sat down angrily wondering what he had done to deserve

this. He bitterly cursed himself for being the chosen one. What would he not do to not be the chosen one.

Yet he had no choice. It had always been his destiny. He had known that much even before the prophecy.

He was suddenly caught with an idea. He could no exactly what Ron was doing the marauders map.

He walked back into the tent and heard sniffs from Hermione. He did not know what to say that would cheer

her up. instead he looked into her beaded bag, took out the map and scanned it for Ron.

he could not find him. Instead Harry setlled himself by looking at Ginny's dot..At least she was with

Luna and neville. Harry suddenly felt a chill and decided to tell Hermione that they ought to move

Somewhere more sheltered the next day.