A/N: Right. If you looked at my story on the last update, used the drop down list and just saw the chapter name, thought 'ah, fuck it' and left. You may be quite confused as to the new chapter. Well, go back and look at the last one. It's not really abandoned.

On to the next thing. This has my first proper fight scene in this story!

And finally, reading some reviews and to the anonymous named Sara. I agree. Completely. In this chapter it may seem to be going that way (storyline and all that) But it will not come to that so bare with it.

Chapter 21 – Where To Put It?

The Dursleys?

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Tonks was inside a dimly lit room. She was lying on a cold stone tablet. Her clothes had been completely stripped of and the stone beneath her seemed to bite into her skin as time wore on. She had no idea how long she had been here but so far she had not been visited once.

She had tried using her Metamorphagus powers but something was blocking them and she was stuck in the form of Dora.

Sighing and trying to move even the slightest to a more comfortable position. Tonks decided to check out her surroundings. It was rather drab in here. Whoever had created it was obviously going for a torture room look. In the dim flickering candle light, she could see spikes on the walls and ceilings and shackles on the floor as well as the ceiling.

The candle light was waning now. The chill on her back was numbing when, finally, the door opened. She wasn't expecting to see who she did.

"Well, well. If it isn't little Tonks. I mean… Dora."

"Ron?" Tonks stared in disbelief. "Ron, you little prick, what the hell are you doing here? Let me out of here right now."

"I'm afraid I can't do that right now Dora." The smile on Ron's face was anything but reassuring. "You see, Harry has a very important lesson to learn about stealing other people's belongings." He took a step towards Tonks.

"You're insane. Fucking insane." Tonks writhed in her shackles in a desperate attempt to break free. "When Harry get's here, you are so dead. Now let me out."

Ron just carried on smiling evilly and brought out his wand. He whispered to it slightly and it glowed a menacing blood red. He brought it into contact with Tonks' skin, just above her waist, at the side, and slowly slid it upwards towards her arm pit, stopping just below her breasts. The wand left a shallow cut where it touched. No blood came from the cut but it stung painfully, like someone had pressed a red hot poker along the wound.

Tonks grimaced slightly before returning to a blank featureless face. She wouldn't give him any satisfaction.

"Let me go, you bastard! Harry's going to kill you when he gets here!"

Ron ignored her, seemingly talking to himself. "You see, the problem most dark wizards have. They only use Crucio to torture people." Tonks grimaced as the curse hit her. "If you keep using Crucio though, it gets a bit repetitive. I mean Crucio after Crucio. Just isn't fun. I prefer to spice things up a bit."

Tonks face was blank again though the look in her eyes was filled with hatred.

"How about I use…" Ron mused, tapping his chin, "… Abra Ferita."

Tonks gasped as pain erupted on multiple parts of her body.

"The thing I love about this spell, it causes any previous damage to the body to happen again." Ron said smiling at the face of Tonks, twisted up in pain. "Cuts, bruises, broken bones. You name it."

Tonks let out a small whimper as her arm broke in seven places along with several broken ribs, many cuts and deep gashes and a third of her body made extra sensitive by bruises.

"The problem with this spell, though, is that it wears off after a minute or so. Annoying." Ron continued. "But oh well. We will continue when everything is back to normal."

Ron stood with a blank yet evil expression on his face while Tonks slowly and painfully healed back up again.

"Now to the next part of Potter's lesson. Quite simple this part. Harry took away Hermione from me. I am going to take you from him. Or at least, a certain part of you…"

Ron took a step towards her and a look of pure horror grew on Tonks face as what he had implied dawned on her.

"Don't you dare." Tonks screamed. "Get the fuck away from me."

Ron just grinned with a maniacal glint in his eyes and reached downwards…

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"O.K. so I'm at the Dursleys." Harry said to himself, exasperated. "Confusing." This was definitely privet drive, alright. The same one that had caused the worst memories of his life. "Well I might as well look around." Harry walked cautiously to the front door of 4 Privet Drive and opened it, his wand held firmly out in front of him.

The hallway was clear. He took a few steps forward and swung to the left. Living room, clear. He carried down the hall way to the kitchen. Inside was just the Dursleys. Sitting down for dinner. Alright. Kitchen, cle…

Wait.

If this was truly dinner then Dudley's hands would be moving extremely fast and he would be finished by now.

But he wasn't moving.

None of them were. Harry took a few cautious steps towards them, his eyes sweeping the room for anything that could be considered a threat. He tapped Vernon Dursley on the shoulder and flinched back.

Nothing happened. He waved his hand in front of Aunt Petunia's face. Nothing.

They were frozen.

'I'll deal with them later.' He thought as he rounded on the stairs. 'Something is definitely wrong here.' He crept slowly up the stairs, missing the third, creaky, step. His wand was scanning over all possible areas where an enemy could be.

Getting to the top, he made a quick sweep of the landing before checking off the rooms one by one.

Main bedroom. Clear.

Bathroom. Clear.

Dudley's room. Clear.

Harry heart thudded in his chest. His room.

Of course it was. What better room to be in.

'Well. Here goes.'

Harry kicked the door and it offered the slightest resistance before splintering and crashing open. Thin, wispy light shed in from the door, casting a faded shadow on the floor. Harry scanned the room. Quickly before freezing on the form of Ron standing over Tonks. Getting closer…

A reducto curse flew over Ron's head, alerting him to another presence. He turned to face this new assailant. His face dropped into fear for an instant before being pulled back to a sneer.

"You're dead, Ron." Harry said coldly. He held his wand up and sent a barrage of reductos and bludgeoning curses.

Ron threw up a shield and dove to the side as it was broken down. He hid behind a stone tablet on the floor and shot several curses over the top and around it. Harry pulled up a slab of rock from the floor which was slowly blown to pieces by constant spells being hurled his way.

Counting slowly in his head, Harry dived to the right when he got to five and followed with a roll back to the left, all the time sending volley's of spells to keep Ron's head down.

Ron shot several more blind fire spells before risking his head by peering over the top of his cover during a brief ceasefire. He brought it quickly down again as a dark blue spell came straight at him.

Harry pulled up another stone wall and covered behind it. His heart was thumping.

"Why'd you do it, Ron?" Harry yelled, shooting a bludgeoning curse over his shoulder at Ron's possible position.

"I wanted Hermione." Ron shot a spell back

"Oh? And this is going to make her come running to you, is it?" Two reductos destroyed part of Ron's cover, exposing his left shoulder.

Ron huddled down further behind his cover before answering. "No. Dumbledore. He said I could have her. Said it would be alright. I just had to get rid of Tonks."

"And you thought Hermione would be O.K. with that?" Harry asked, getting angry.

"I… She would have to. She would…"

"You were taking orders from bloody Death Eaters, Ron! You kidnapped the woman I love." Harry shouted. "She wouldn't want anything to do with you, if you were that lucky."

"No. Dumbledore…"

"Was being controlled by Death Eaters." Harry interrupted. "And now he's dead." Harry leapt out from his cover at the same time Ron did. Ron didn't manage to get any spells of while Harry let loose a string of spells, varying in colour and effect. Ron did manage to put up a sheild which stopped half of the spells. He dodged against almost all of the other half. Two though, hit him. One, a crushing hex, hit him in the leg, braking it. The other, a cutting curse, hit his chest which caved in on itself as he landed with a thud. While he was still abale to speak, Ron shot a cutting curse at Harry.

The small exchange of spells left Harry with his little and ring fingers missing from his left hand. He glanced over to see Ron on the floor. His chest was bleeding profusely from a large gash in his chest.

Harry pulled himself from the floor and walked cautiously over to him. He looked down to inspect the damage.

Blood. Lots of blood.

"O.K. you might be fine. If I can stop the bleeding." Harry said to Ron. "I don't know any healing spells so you'll have to do with a good old fashioned bandage till I can get you to a proper healer."

Ron made a gurgling sound that could have meant 'why?'

"I may hate you for what you did and how you've been acting. You were my friend once. I don't really want you to die. I think you've suffered enough. Even if you are an arse."

Ron rested his head back and winced a few times as Harry kept pressure on the wound and wrapped his chest tight with bandages.

"That's the best I got. I'll get some medical attention after I deal with Tonks." Harry turned around and began to walk away, towards Tonks. Suddenly he turned again and with a a yell, he sent a bludgeoning curse at Ron. Ron only had a moment to change his look from hate to fear in his position with his wand aiming at Harry's back before the curse hit. It hit the ground beneath him as well as his side and heaved him upwards and back. He was impaled on one of the spikes on the wall.

Harry sighed, dissapointed that Ron couldn't change and angry at him at the same time, He remembered why he came here in the first place. He ran over to the stone slab that Tonks was lying on and undid the chains.

As soon as he was done, Tonks curled up into a ball and started sobbing quietly.

"Nym?" Harry probed softly, nudging her shoulder. "Nym?"

Tonks latched on to Harry and buried her head into his shoulder and neck.

"He was going to…" Tonks started in Horror at what had nearly happened.

"I know."

"But I would have…"

"I know." Harry interrupted again.

"I was so scared."

"It's alright." Harry comforted her. "I'm here now and he's gone. I promise this will never happen again. Tonks sat on Harry's lap for another ten or twenty minutes, trying to overcome her previous feelings of horror and helplessness.

Eventually, Harry looked over at the slab with the chains on and nudged Tonks. "I thought you didn't like this stuff?" Harry asked, trying to lighten the mood.

Tonks laughed slightly into his neck and looked up at him. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For coming." Tonks whispered.

"You knew I would." Harry chuckled slightly. "In truth, you couldn't keep me away from you if you tried." Tonks laughed a little bit as well. "We need to get you some clothes before we go anywhere. And your wand. Any ideas?"

A/N: End of this chapter.

I think it's just an epilogue type thing to go now so…

Yeah.

It'll be finished then (thank god).

Till next time.

Keep watching the skies.