by T.K. Yuy
Prologue
Blue-brown [1] eyes glared at the computer monitor in front of them, which in turn brought a scowl to the tan and slightly freckled face they belonged to. It was obvious that whatever was on that screen was not good. Slightly calloused hands rubbed the tired face and raked through short red-brown hair. Definitly not a good sign to the tall dark-haired man standing in the door way.
"Damn it Harry, just come in! You know you can-"
"Until I accept the title, I'm
still under your command, Mr. Weasley, and I will not act otherwise."
"Bullshit! You do it just to tick me
off."
Familiar emerald eyes laughed as Harry walked in, tossing a black folder onto the desk. Ron looked at it, then at his friend.
"What's this?"
"Remember that woman that got herself involved last week?"
"The one who said she was 'going to kick every Death Eaters ass to hell and
back twice before putting a bullet between their eyes'?"
"That's the one. Well, she's clean, except for the small fact
that she's dead."
"Dead? What the hell happened?"
"She was killed in a fire 5 years ago."
"Wait a minute, are you talking
about the same Venus Prowler I'm thinking of?
Because she was very much alive when I saw her."
"I'm refering to narcissa Malfoy. No
body was found in the rubble, but the DNA tests on the hair and blood we got
from Ms. Prowler are the same as those in Narcissa's file."
Ron flipped through the folder, eyes quickly scanning the lab results, photos and articles pretaining to the fire that were inside. He rubbed his temples with one hand before turning the monitor to Harry.
"Husband like wife, or vise versa." he groaned.
"Oh fuck…"
~TBC~
Very short, I know. And I know I haven't finished POM yet, but this bunny was kicking the shit out of me. And my new Muse decided to help it out… hurts to sit down at the computer. It's partially inspired by Al's incredible on-going story, "Snitch!", and the Schwartzeneger movie, "True Lies." Various other things helped make this bunny rabid, but I can't say exactly what. It would give too much away. And don't worry, I do plan on continuing POM, this just had to get out of my system fast (school computers are great, they have cable modems) Feed the rabid bunny by clicking the little button down there and sending a review. Maybe it'll stop chewing my toes if you give it something else to munch on. OW! You little…
Muse: Good bunny! :: claps hands excitedly:: Yay! First Blood!
Sadistic little bitch… ANYWAYS! Footnotes!
[1] Cannot for the life of me remember if Ron's eyes are blue or brown, and I'm too lazy to look it up, so I combined the two. I don't know if that color even exists, but hey, it's my story, he can have whatever color eyes I want him to have.
Muse: Make them red!
Uh, why?
Muse: Reminds me of the rabid
bunnies! They're so cute and
cuddley!
You've got problems.
Muse: No, I have issues. Go my little bunnies! Eat T.K's toes! Naw them off to little stubs!
Ow! Ow! OW! Okay, all bunnies back into your cages or I'll have Mrs. Norris come after you with Pepper Breath! And don't think I won't damn you!
Muse: You scared away my bunnies! I hate you!
Good because I don't like you either! (Everyone just ignore her, she's insane)