Care of Magical Creatures #1

Task: Write about someone who has frozen in fear due to a near death experience.

Word Count: 865

AU: The death date of Character A's soulmate.

Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge: 36. Eerie

Favorite Character Boot Camp Challenge: 8. Horror

Summery:

"Did you just save Moaning Myrtle?" Hermione asked, the girl was still frozen in Ron's arms, her eyes may have been averted, but she still saw the large snake that she read about for Magical Creatures, a Basilisk. She couldn't move for several moments, then suddenly, she started to cry, her finger clutching into the unknown male who Saved Her LIFE!

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"Did you just save Moaning Myrtle?" A girl asked, Myrtle was still frozen with horror in the boy's arms, her eyes may have been averted, but she still saw the large snake that she read about for Magical Creatures, a Basilisk. She couldn't move for several moments, then suddenly, she started to cry, her finger clutching into the unknown male who Saved Her LIFE!

"We should get her to the infirmary." A third voice said from being her, she didn't care, she didn't want to move. She was comfortable here. It wasn't long before she fell asleep.

Ron had always been dejected about his soul mark, the one that depicted his soul mates death day. Seriously, how did his soulmate die before he was ever born? 13 June, 1943. That was before his parents were even born.

He didn't understand it, until he and his friends were transported to that exact day with a broken time turner. He didn't hesitate in saving the girl, turning her head just enough to divert her eyes from the deathly glow of the basilisk, but not enough to stop her from seeing just how close to death she was.

He felt a burning in his wrist, right where the date was. He glanced down at it, it changed. 9 June, 2020.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione were able to get Myrtle to the hospital wing, where they were told to report to the headmaster. If the nurse was curious as to who they were, she didn't ask.

Ron's mind wandered back to how they got to this time as they walked the long, silent halls of Hogwarts 50 years before their time.

"Run!" Harry's voice urged them on. Someone was behind them. Running through the Department of Mysteries was scary enough without being followed by blood thirsty death eaters. A spell rocketed about their heads, making them duck out of the way. Hermione's hand gripped Ron's arm, Harry's hand was grabbed with Ron's free hand, and they were pulled into a room. Hermione quickly spelled the door closed; placing a concealing charm over it in hopes the death eaters would get confused by it.

They looked around for another possible exit, nothing. The room was sealed shut, shelves upon shelves filled with thousands of what Ron would have marked off as junk, if it wasn't hidden in the department of mysteries.

"Don't touch anything." Hermione's voice brought Ron's attention to Harry, who had reached out to grab something on a shelf.

"Sorry." Harry grinned sheepishly, making Hermione huff. The door was suddenly blown off its hinges, sending the trio to the floor. Ron reached out and grabbed Harry's shoulder and Harry in turn grabbed Hermione's outstretched hand. Items fell off the shelves, something shattered, and suddenly they were falling onto a hard floor. Ron looked up and saw a girl, just about to look up into burning red eyes.

Ron was shaken from his musing when they got to the office of Professor Dippet. Harry whispered about how he remembered him from the memories Tom Riddle showed him back in second year. It was an eerie site, to be in the headmaster's office, only, it wasn't Dumbledore's office.

"And who are you? I don't recognize you as students." Dippet looked them each up and down. Their robes didn't match the students of this era. They must look foolish to him.

"Sir, we aren't from this time. With all due respect, we need to get out of here." Hermione told him, her eyes darting to her friends and back.

"I see." He looked them over again, probably thought they were crazy. They just need to convince him that they were telling the truth.

Myrtle woke up in the hospital wing. She looked around, but she didn't see her savior. She got up quietly, bypassing the nurse and moving through the halls quickly, determined to find her savior before the night is over.

She followed her gut instincts and found her savior with the headmaster, a weird device slung over his and two other's necks.

"Wait!" She cried out, flinging herself at the redhead.

"I can't stop this Ron! Quick, put the chain around her neck!" The girl cried out. Myrtle felt the chain being secured over her neck, and then time bleed away around her. Time stilled around her. It looked the same, Hogwarts wall surround them on all sides, sun filtering through the windows the only indication that they went through time.

"Moa- Myrtle. Why did you do that?" The girl turned to her with a glare. Myrtle blushed and looked down, she could feel the tears coming to her eyes.

"Don't be that way Hermione. It wasn't like she'd fit in there either way. Remember what she said? About not fitting in and always crying?" The redhead, her savior, defended her. She felt her lips pull back into a smile. No one's ever defended her before. It feels wonderful. She could feel fear creeping up on her, she was displaced in time; everything would be different now.

"My name's Ron, Ron Weasley." Though, Myrtle thinks, she could grow to love this time, especially since she was here with Ron.

Well, this was interesting to write.

Right now I'm working on a few stories, maybe to be posted tomorrow. One of them is a How I Met Your Mother AU with Ron/Tom Riddle. :D

Mars