"Okay Weasley we were planning on attacking a small muggle family named the Evans." Bellatrix instructed a nervous looking Ron.

"But you said I only had to kill one." Ron said looking as though he was to throw up at any second.

"I'll kill the rest you git. You can kill the mother, her name is Emily. I'll off the father and two children." Bellatrix said nonchalantly. Ron began to feel worse and worse by the second.

"Why are we killing them?" Ron asked. He didn't get why random families had to die for no reason.

"Listen to me Weasley. You aren't apart of Dumbledore's little army anymore. Death Eaters have no remorse for their kills and do what is told by the Dark Lord. Never question him again or you will be tortured or killed. You understand?" Bellatrix asked looking Ron dead in the eyes.

"Yes." Ron said bowing his head. In the back of his mind he remembered this was all for Hermione. He was protecting her and his family.

It was a small single decker house. The Evan's had a small front yard, with a black fence going around it. The house was the shade of white and all the lights seemed to be off. They were probably peacefully sleeping not realizing they were to be dead in a matter of minutes.

Bellatrix first entered the house while Ron hesitated to follow her. He soon heard screams of pleas and saw flashed of green lights. The last thing Ron wanted to do was join her, but knew he had no choice. He slowly made his way into the house looking down the hallways. He spotted the first victim, the muggle father. Ron quickly stepped around him before emptying his stomach onto the floor.

"They always puke their first time." Bellatrix mocked. "Come on Weasley your bitch is in here."

Ron looked into the room. There in the corner was the mother. She seemed to be in her mid to late 20s. She had long beautiful black hair and green eyes.

"Take her clothes off Weasley. Do as I say." Bellatrix said eagerly. The woman screamed, but was soon silenced as Bellatrix cast a silencing spell on her.

"W-why w-would I do…that?" Ron stuttered. "The Dark Lord told me to kill someone, not do that."

"If you don't do what I say Weasley I will torture her then tell the Dark Lord you misbehaved. By the time he is done with you, each of your family members will be worse than dead. Tears quickly started to pour down Ron's face. He didn't have a choice, he had to.

He whispered sorry into the woman's ear before committing his two crimes.

Harry and Hermione quickly set up their camp area. They finally settled back in a safe area and set up all their protection spells. The duo had not talked much since the incident in Hogsmeade. They were both feeling guilty over what they had to put Neville through. They only hoped he was okay. Both of them had a feeling Snape knew they were there, but the question is why didn't he act on it?

"Let's destroy this horcrux Hermione. We've had it for way too long." Harry said with a determined expression on his face.

"Once we destroy it Harry, what do you think will happen?" Hermione asked. She couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. This was a powerful piece of dark magic they were dealing with.

"I'm not sure. Looks like we'll have to find out."

"Let me destroy it Harry."

"Hermione…"

"Harry no, I am capable of it. I want to destroy it."

Finally after going back and forth at it, Harry agreed to let Hermione destroy the locket. He placed the locket on top of a rotten log and reluctantly handed the sword over to Hermione. He gave her a nod of encouragement but before she could get rid of it, the locket opened. The duo took a few steps back surprised of the actions. An image of Ron made its way out and begun to spoke.

"What a filthy mudblood, I don't know why I ever loved you in the first place. Your bushy untamed hair, your undeveloped body, your buck teeth, and your filthy muggle parents are an embarrassment. Yes you're thinking right; I left because you wouldn't fuck me. That's all I wanted out of you but you wouldn't even give me that. You're a worthless coward and I don't know how you're a gryffindor let alone a witch." The image of Ron said.

Next that came out of the locket was an image of Harry being killed. At this point Hermione was crying hysterically. Next there was an image of Ginny, marrying Harry.

"Hermione kill it, now!" the real Harry yelled. Hermione mustered up her courage and slice the locket. The images went away and Hermione was now heavily panting on the ground.

"Hermione! Are you okay?" Harry yelled rushing to her side. Hermione was shaking and sweat was dripping off her head.

"Oh Harry its true!"Hermione cried hysterically breaking down.

"Hermione what that Ron said was not true, it wall all wrong. You're a beautiful and strong person. You're the bravest and smartest witch I know." Harry said pulling Hermione into a brace. They stayed like that for awhile until Hermione spoke up.

"It's true...what Ron said. The night before he left, while you were outside patrolling, he told me he loved me. I didn't know how to react, love is a strong word. When I didn't answer he told me I could prove it by sleeping with him. Oh Harry, I wasn't ready for that! But I felt terrible for denying Ron. He looked so hurt. Maybe if I said yes he would still be here with us."

"Shh Mione. That's not true; if Ron really loved you he would have respected your decision." Harry said trying calm the panic sickened Hermione down. Harry wondered why Hermione feared Ginny and hi m marrying. Maybe she thought Ginny would take his place as his best friend. That of course would never happen. They enjoyed each other's company for some time until they received an owl. It was Pigwigeon. They both got excited hoping it was from Ron, but instantly realized it was the handwriting of another Weasley.

Harry Hermione and Ron,

I hope this letter reaches you three. The family greatly misses all of you and we were hoping you would like to spend the holiday here. It would mean a lot to us. Please think this over. We would love to have you!

Love,

Molly

Realization soon hit Harry.

"They have no idea what happened do they?" Hermione asked reading Harry's mind. "That means Ron never returned home. Harry he could be hurt! We have to go back to the Weasley's to let them know what happened."

Harry was very reluctant to this but nevertheless agreed with Hermione. If Ron was in some sort of danger they needed to help him. He quickly scribbled back a reply to the Weasley's letting them know they would be in attendance.

This chapter wasn't too long, but I felt like stopping here would be the best. There's a small amount of Harry/Hermione here, and next chapter it will start to blossom but will be a bit rocky at first. I would really appreciate it if you guys left a review, even a few words would make me happy. I love to read what you do and do not like so I can improve this story as best as I can!