Chapter 10: They return

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"mmm...Barty some ones at the door" Violet mumbled as her face was half buried on Barty's chest. It had been only two days since the incident with Julian McGarty, and all the couple did was lie in bed. Occasional they would get up to have their meals but it would always result into running up to the bedroom, to cuddle or something else.

"Why can't people let us be... The beds so comfy with you snuggling next to me." Barty continued to stroke Violet's forehead. Kissing her lips, Violet stirred and freed herself out of Barty's hold. "Hey! Who said you could go" Barty tried to pull Violet back but she was too far away. Giggling she slipped on some stripy pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt with the words "Wakey Wakey" circling an alarm clock on it.

"I'll be back in a minute" Violet leaned onto the bed and kissed Barty before she grabbed her wand and left their bedroom.

"God she's going to be the death of me." Barty grumbled and decided to get out of bed. Wrapping his tall, slim figure in a long silk black nightgown. He also grabbed his wand and followed Violet down stairs.

"Hermione? What are you doing here for?" Violet questioned as she saw her friend nervously shuffle her feet at the opening of the door. Hermione flicked a delicate brown curly lock off of her slightly pale face.

"I...I mean... WE... have come to apologise." Hermione returned her hand to tightly grip around a silk lilac handbag; her knuckles white with the tension. Pausing for a second, Hermione slide to the side of the door step and revealed a rather sour-faced Ron. Violet knew this day was going to be ruined. Ron didn't even bother making eye contact, his slight nod and gruff was the only greeting Violet got.

"Look to be honest. You don't need to apologise, and I don't want to force Ron into something I know he REALLY does not want to do. It is best if you leave." Violet's hand tried to reach for the door but was unsuccessful as Hermione barged her way into the house.

"We know that's not an option. We survived the war, the toughest and most challenging time of our lives. We can't afford to fall out now." Still clutching the bag, Hermione wandered around the main hall looking for any signs of Barty's presence.

"I think Barty's in the kitchen... It's just in that room over there" Violet pointed over to the only open door.

"Thank you" Hermione strolled by with Ron slowly stomping his way behind her. Before he could get far Violet grabbed Ron and spun him around to face her.

"Now I know Hermione has put you up to this...but please don't ruin this. I can understand how you feel towards Barty; I really can because I felt the same way. But I chose to give him another chance. All I'm asking is that you do the same." Violet knew that she hit a nerve when Ron flinched. He looked up to face her with tears verging on the edge of his eyelids.

"Fred died by the likes of someone like him. How can I forget that my Brother was killed by Deatheaters and now you want me to be friends with one?... Bloody Hell Violet! What has he done to you? He's corrupted your mind. Do you seriously believe he cares for you? Open your eyes! Deatheaters are incapable of caring for someone. They are cold-hearted malicious killers, and he is one of them."

"NO! HE ISN'T ONE OF THEM!" Violet screamed, punching her hands to his chest. Ron grabbed her hands preventing them from doing anything, but they would shake due to the equal amount of strength produced by both of them. " You don't know him Ron. How can you say such a thing?"

"Because it's true... How do you know that he isn't planning on murdering you in your sleep? Huh? Never thought of that did you. You've become blind. He doesn't want you. His Deatheater tenancies will come through soon. He probably only wants you for your money and support, so when he becomes rich and powerful again he'll be done with you. And if he doesn't kill you, he'll surly break your heart."

"Why do you care so much about me?"

"Because I love you!" Ron's breath caught in his throat as he finished his sentence. Violet immediately released her hands from his grasp.

"No...No... why would you say that...No"

"Because it's true." Ron reached out to Violet but she slapped it away.

"...But...But what about Hermione? I heard rumours that you were going to propose to her soon."

"I started loving Hermione just before the war, but I loved you in our school years and I still love you now."

"No...Not me..." Violet hid her face in her hands, wishing that this was all a nightmare and that she would wake up snuggling next to Barty.

"Violet you don't deserve him. He won't treat you right..."

"And oh what you will?!" Violet removed her hands and stared at Ron with anger. "If this is true you've done a pretty bad job of showing your affections... Least Barty has tried. Even if he doesn't love me It surly feels like he does when I'm around" At that comment Ron went silent. It was true that he didn't show any signs of affection, but it was true to anyone he dated. He was just very stubborn. "Is this argument with you and Barty really down to your jealousy?"

"I...I...Ummm..."

"Don't bother answering it... I know the answer, don't waste your breath."

At that very moment Barty walked in to find Violet leaning against a wall for support, her eyes red from crying.

"What the F**K have you done?" Barty roared as he jumped for Ron, missing him by millimetres. After sliding on the floor Barty tried again and managed to push Ron into a nearby wall. When Barty steadied himself he leaped for Ron again and slammed him into the wall. Causing Ron's head to bash against the hard surface. Ron let out a startled yelp that caused Hermione to dash into the hall.

"What's going on?"

"This Ba***rd is ruining Violet's life. What did you say to her?... TELL ME!" Barty punched Ron in the nose. Blood now plastered across his face, Ron bite his lip to prevent a scream of pain being released. "TELL ME"

"Barty please stop it." Violet hiccupped on her cry.

"No...I'm sick of Ron trying to take you away from me." Barty grabbed Ron's head and shoved it to the floor. This time Ron couldn't suppress the cry. Hermione tried to run to the aid but before she got to Ron she was wrapped up in ropes that Barty had casted from his wand.

"Barty release Hermione! Stop this now! Stop it!" Violet struggled to her feet and was about to help Ron when Barty got in the way.

"You didn't think I heard your little conversation. He wants to take you away from me... You promised you would stay with me."

"I never said I was going to go with him. Barty I love you, and you only."

"Why did you doubt me? You know I love you with all my heart. Why would you say that I might not? You don't have to answer it. I know it's him putting doubt into you."

"Violet this is proof of what I was saying... He's too dangerous to be around... He'll kill us all" Ron occasionally spat out blood when he spoke. He stumbled over to free Hermione from the ropes.

"Well? Who do you believe?... Go on..." Barty crossed his arms and stared at Violet.

"I don't know" Violet crocked as the sobbing had started to effect her voice.

"So is this it? You're going to leave me because of what he said. Have the past couple of days meant nothing to you... You know I thought I might have found my one true love, I thought you were my soul mate, but you can't be if you don't believe me." Fresh tears had now appeared round Violets eyes. The things that he was saying made her feel like crumpling to the ground and crying for days on end.

"Barty I do believe you... And I'm not leaving you... You just need to calm down... I need you."

"No you don't need me... I need you but it seems like I can't have you. You would still live. You would still have a life if we never met again. You would have friends and a family. While I'll have nothing."

Ron had moved to stand beside Violet, ready to protect her if Barty decided to attack her.

"But you won't be alone." Ron chipped in. "You'll always have the deatheaters... Once a Deatheater always a Deatheater."

"Ron shut up...You're not helping."

"Maybe I was wrong to change... I've messed my life up so much that I can't mend it. You want to treat me like an enemy Ron, then you've got yourself a Deatheater." Barty smirked and his tongue licked out like a snake. Barty quickly raised his wand and cast a spell at Ron. Ron wouldn't have been quick enough to get his wand out or dodge but thanks to Violet he was saved. Barty continued to cast spells at Ron and all of them were blocked by Violet.

"Barty don't do this... You don't want this...You said so yourself." After Violets comment Barty's spells became more frantic and Ron, Violet and Hermione all had to dodge out of the way. Violet dropped her wand when she got up from the floor and found Barty looming over her.

"We'll see about that in time" With one last flick of his tongue he was gone.

Violet couldn't believe it. She doubled over and cried. Cried for the fact that she had now lost the man she loved, and that she would never have the life she dreamed of with Barty. Hermione tentatively placed her hand on her shoulder.

"We've got to go...We can't stay here... We know where he will go. He will find out sooner or later and staying here is a bad idea."

"What are you talking about... Why should I trust you too? Especially you" Violet pointed over to Ron weakly. "I've lost the man I love... and because of your stupid action he's now a massive threat to us."

"Believe me I am certainly not happy with Ron's behaviour and we will surely have a conversation about it at some point. But now's not the time."

"Why? What is going on?"

"We came here to apologise and... warn you."

"Of what?"

"This" Ron limped over and revealed a newspaper from the back of his jeans.

"Oh God!"

It's all over. It has to be. No way is she going to except me now. Because of my anger I've lost her, Because of my stupid jealousy and paranoia she's gone.

Barty continued to walk down Diagon alley, all alone. It had started to rain so the alley was nearly empty. Only a few who held books or coats above their heads appeared on the street. Barty had no protection from the rain. He didn't care. With the misery that he felt he wouldn't mind getting ill from the rain, anything to make his cold-heart stop beating.

Barty paused and sighed.

Just when things were going so perfect. Why did I have to have a go at her? She knows I love her and I know that she loves me. Why couldn't I believe that at the time?

Barty let out a sob. He looked up to the sky; covered in thick dark grey clouds.

That's what I'll always be... Dark.

As Barty lowered his head, something caught his eye. He walked a bit further and noticed it was the book's shop sign rocking uncontrollable by the rain and wind. The same book shop he bumped into Violet not so long ago.

Violet.

Barty could feel a lump forming in his throat. He reached out to the glass, wiped off any condensation and peered through into the shop. The first thing he was confronted with was two newspapers. The first had an article written about the Golden Boys; Harry and Ron and their affect on the war. Looking at Ron's smug face on the moving picture, anger boiled its way through Barty's body. He had lost everything due to Ron and he was sure to make his life a living hell. Barty looked to his left to see the other newspaper. At the head line Barty smirked and let out a short chuckle.

"Bellatrix Lestrange the new Dark Lord- The Deatheaters return"

"Perfect"

A/N: thank you so much for waiting. I'm sorry it took me so long to do. I got stuck on what to do, but this sort of came out. Sorry it's dark. I just wanted to add some excitement to the story. There has to be a problem, it can't all be lovey dovey. As you can guess the Deatheaters are coming back and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Violet ( plus all the other good guys) are on the run again. Thank you for reading. Feel free to write a review. And It hopefully won't be long till the next chapter. Till next time my friends x