The Blizzard
(prologue)
A/N - I know in my last fanfic I said that you wouldn't be hearing from me for some time....well, I lied. I couldn't do it. I'm addicted. .... Hey, don't laugh at me. It's true. It makes my day when I come to the fanfiction site and there is a new story there for me to read. This one is different from all my others in the fact that so far there has been no dialogue. I am terrible at dialogue. I don't know if I will be able to avoid it in further parts..but I am certainly going to try. Ok...enough with the small chitchat...you all know who I am...that my grammar and spell-check suck...and that I have very low self esteem when it comes to my HP stories..so please be nice..Also, some of you complained about formatting...I've never have this problem before because even though I do these on a webpage maker program, I always have dialogue, which means breaks alot for speaking. But this part of the story is just two paragraphs. I hope increasing the font size helps a little, but this seems like all I can do without fooling with the story....sorry
The snowstorm had started up suddenly and unexpectedly, and Ron was, well lets face it, he was lost. He didn't know why he agreed to go into the forbidden forest with Harry in the first place. The sky looks nasty when they started out, and Ron had a feeling that something was going to go wrong, but Harry was insistent. Hagrid had asked him, he said. It would only take ten minutes and they would be back in time for their transfiguration class they had that afternoon he said. Where's your sense of adventure Ron? he said. I think my sense of adventure is frozen, Ron thought to himself as he stumbled along. They had gotten separated about two hours ago, and at the present moment, Ron had absolutely no clue where he was. He thought that he was heading back in the direction of Hogwarts, but he was far from correct. He was in fact moving the opposite way, the longer he walked, the farther he got away from his school. He had his cloak, of course, but that wasn't enough to protect him from the winds that were whipping through the forest. If he had his wand he could have made a small fire to keep himself warm, but of course, he being the smart intelligent person that he was left his wand in his room on top of his charms homework. He knew enough to know that if he stopped walking it would be the end, so he continued on. He didn't know how long he continued on like this, every minute that went by he felt his hands get colder and colder, and soon he could barely feel them anymore. And then finally, the forest ended. He stopped and looked if he could see Hogwarts, but he couldn't because of the storm. Even if there wasn't a storm, he still couldn't see it because it was on the other side of the forest, but he didn't know that. He kept on trudging on, straining to see the lights of the school. He started to walk up at hill. I don't remember a hill on the Hogwarts grounds, he wondered. And then he finally saw a light...it was very distant, but he saw it. He stumbled towards it, walking as fast as he could against the blowing wind. When he reaching the light, he could barely keep himself standing. He noticed that it wasn't the great doors of Hogwarts, but the door to a small cottage. Maybe its the door to Hagrids. That's it, it's the door to Hagrids. for all he know, it could be. His eyes were almost frozen shut, and he couldn't see barely at all. He knocked on the door as load as he could, using up all his strength. He yelled as loud as he could, trying to be heard against the howling storm behind him. Finally the door opened, but standing at the entrance was not the large body of Hagrid like he expected, but a small girl, a little younger then Ginny.The heat of the room hit him full blast, and that was the last thing he remembered as he slid to the floor, unconscious.
The School of Hogwarts was in a panic when Harry returned that night without Ron. Of course Harry blamed himself. He should have never gone with the weather like it was. He should never have gotten separated from Ron in the first place. He spent the whole night pacing the Gryffindor common room, muttering to himself. Hermione was up comforting Ginny, who was hysterical after she found out that her brother was missing, and George and Fred were all ready to set out on a search party till Dumbledore stopped them at the front door, suggesting that they wait until it stopped snowing before they did anything rash. Anything could have happened to him, the forest was full of terrible things, even in a storm such as this. The twins finally agreed to go back to their common room, only after he said he would let them join the search party the next morn. By the end of the night the whole school knew about Ron's disappearance. Even the Slytherins were worried. Even though there was tension between the two houses, the thought that someone was out there in that storm horrified them. The next morning the storm still hadn't let up, and so the search party was put off till later that day. Dumbledore hadn't even been able to send a owl out to Ron's parents, but he really didn't want to anyway. After what had happened with Ginny two years ago, he had tried to be extra safe with the Weasleys. Of course, with Ron hanging out with Harry all the time, that didn't help much. He loved Harry as a father would love a son, but he did seem to have a knack for getting into unavoidable trouble. The storm still swirled outside his window when he went to sleep that night, still trying to figure out how to address the letter. By the third day tension was growing within the castle walls. People were at each other throats, and more fights broke out in the hallways then before. Being inside all the time made people drive each others nuts, but what could they do. It was the biggest snowstorm in Britains history all the papers said, but they didn't know that, being cut off from the rest of the world. And then, on the forth day, the snow finally stopped...
Coming soon - Part one - I don't know how soon, as to I have no clue where this story is going...but it probably will be pretty soon, due to the fact I need to write...