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Chapter Twenty One – Darkness Falls

*Narrator*

Ron was having a hard time dealing with being disowned by his parents. Not soon after he left his parents' house did he receive an official notice from the ministry record keepers that his family would be discrediting him from their family tree.

"It's that little bitch's fault. Just like her legs, her mouth was another thing she could keep closed. All she had to do was let it go. She already moved on. Wasn't that enough?" he screamed at the night, throwing the bottle of firewhiskey onto the pavement in front of him.

Staggering a bit through dark alleyways, he made his way to his destination. A small flat in a muggle neighborhood; that Ron was proud to call his home during his sabbatical from school while Hogwarts was being rebuilt. It was the place he had hoped to call home for himself and Hermione but now served as his love nest.

"She needs to be taught a lesson. No she needs someone to put her in her place." He laughed darkly as he tapped the lock of the green door.

Pushing open the door, Ron walked in, pleased that the muggle maid he hired to clean it was doing her job. He even granted her the right to live in it while he was away at school.

She didn't know about his coming and goings, not only because Ron bewitched her with Dark Magic but, she knew if she did anything to anger him, he would kill her. Just as he had the maid before her.

Before doing anything else, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of 190-proof grain alcohol from the cabinet. The clear liquid burned as it trickled down his throat like it always did but Ron seemed to welcome it.

Not bothering with a glass, he gulped greedily from the bottle before setting it down. The sense of euphoria he always felt after drinking it washed over him in waves. As he had already spent part of the evening drinking, the effects crept up on him faster than normal.

Slipping a bit, he made his way down the hall to the spare bedroom where his maid often slept. Much to his surprise, she wasn't there.

"Must be with her family for the holiday." He scoffed before sending his patronus to Pansy, letting her know her company was requested.

This was something Ron had done so many times. And every time he expected her to show up wherever he was, dressed in her bed attire. This for her meant something along the lines of skimpy shorts and a stretched out tank top over a bra.

A few minutes later she popped in, dressed in the attire that Ron expected. Pansy walked the familiar path to the bedroom where she knew he would be waiting for her. He was sitting up against the headboard, his eyes staring straight ahead at the photo he always kept of Hermione there.

Pansy hated it and always wanted him to take it down but he would never allow it. To her it was a constant reminder that she wasn't the woman he once loved but to him it was a reminder of the straw that would break the proverbial camel's back.

"I thought you said you were staying with your family for the holiday?" She asked, slipping out of her shoes and jacket.

Ron took a sip of his clear drink before gesturing to the photo. "That Bitch Hermione lied to my parents about why we broke up and they chose to believe her over their own son. So they kicked me out. But they didn't know I had this place so here we are." He explained, keeping his gaze forward.

Pansy slowly undress, her attempt at a strip tease going unnoticed by Ron. All he could focus on was the photo of Hermione and what his master plan was going to entail.

"Care to share your thoughts with me?" Pansy snapped.

"I called you here for one reason and one reason only. It was for your body only so no I don't want nor do I care to tell you what I am thinking. Finish undressing so we can fuck."

Pansy felt hurt but bit her tongue and held back her tears like she always did with him and obediently did what he asked of her, like always.

As Ron threw her onto the bed and thrusted himself inside of her Pansy, she turned her head, no longer wanting to look into the eyes of the one she thought cared for her.

Ron on the other hand, couldn't care less about Pansy's feelings. To him she was just another warm body. A means to get his needs met and satisfied. But he would never tell pansy that, even if his actions more times than not suggested otherwise.

Ron continued ravening Pansy's body, taking his aggression out on her, choking her lightly and digging his nails into her waist. She hated it when he was rough with her but wasn't sure if she should speak up. Ron had changed from the boy she and her fellow Slytherins use to tease while growing into someone with a much darker soul.

Pansy didn't know exactly what it was but she knew that something in him had changed.

After exploding his seed into her, Ron wiped his brow and flipped her over onto her stomach, contending to have sex with Pansy as if she were some female dog. The sound of their skin slapping and her sex permeating the air.

Ron knew that if his plan was going to work then he was going to need to include her in his thinking and planning. But he couldn't do it without the next member of the group being present. Grabbing his wand, he sent his patronus to the third member of the group who arrived a second later with a faint pop.

Theo Nott looked around, having never been in Ron's place. The place wasn't much to look at but the sight before him was one he couldn't resist staring at. Theo wasn't a fan of Pansy as he preferred classier women. Like the one who was currently dating Draco Malfoy.

Yes, it was true he gave Draco a hard time about being with someone like her but the reality of it was he admired Draco for being so bold to be with her.

After Ron witnessing the altercation between him and Draco at the Fall Dance, he began seeing Theo as a kindred spirit. The next day Ron approached Theo and asked for his assistance in his revenge against Draco. Theo was all too eager to assist and the two schemed on several different ways to separate get Draco kicked out of school and away from Hermione, each one sounding crazier than the one before it.

Then Nott informed me of the Masquerade dance and the plan practically fell into my lap. With his position as a prefect, he was able to keep Ron informed of every detail that he needed to exact his revenge.

"I'm sure you both know that I originally wanted to get Draco away from Hermione to get her back with me. But that plan has changed. I have Pansy here. Who by the way should remember how you came to be mine in the first place."

Ron smirked at Theo and told him about the night he was wondering the halls and heard a weird moaning sound.

"I thought it was one of the ghosts or something. So imagine my surprise when I saw it was this one. Legs wide open, propped up on a couple of desks, using a quill to pleasure herself. And then when she caught sight of me, I thought she was going to stop or tell me to leave. But not my little minx.

"Oh no, she got on her hands and knees and crawled towards me and begged me to help her find a release. And I told her I would if she wore to be mine and to do my bidding. So she did and I did." He chuckled giving Pansy one final thrust before exploding into her once more.

"What is it that you need me to do?" Pansy panted as he threw her to the floor.

Theo watched in surprise and shock that Pansy was taking such abuse but knew better than to say anything about it.

Ron kneeled in front of her and grabbed her cheek, pulling her towards the bed. "The time has come for you to prove it. When we return to school, I need for you to keep a very close eye on Malfoy and his whore. Tell me everything they do, where they go. How he talks to her, how he acts around her. Everything. I mean it, don't leave anything out. You understand?"

Pansy nodded her head as Ron crushed his lips onto hers.

"Now Theo I need you to prepare some polyjuice potion. You'll have to grab some of his hair during one of the dance committee meetings. Just make sure it's ready by the night of the dance." Ron instructed him.

As polyjuice took a more practiced hand, Ron was entrusting it to Theo who was a more experienced potioneer than he was. Theo was feeling a bit nervous and wasn't quite sure he understood exactly what Ron's plan was.

Ron picked up on his hesitation and questioned him about it.

"What is it Nott?"

"You do realize if we do this, there's no going back? And if we fail, that he won't stop until he finds us."

"That's what you're worried about? Look all we're going to do is make it appear that Draco is cheating on her during the dance. I'll have someone cause a scene that will demand her attention, that'll be your cue to get Draco out of the Great Hall.

"Once she's solved the issue, she'll come looking for him. You tell her that you'll help her look for him and lead her towards the empty classroom. She'll think he's cheating on her. Then you can swoop in and comfort her. She'll be yours. All you have to do is keep Draco detained with the secondary potion."

"I know what to do. My question is, why are you so eager to throw Hermione away. I thought the whole purpose of this was for you to get her back."

Ron pulled on his boxers and gestured to the living room, choosing not to discuss this in front of Pansy. It was something he only shared with a privilege few and she was not a member of that circle.

Theo bid Pansy good night before closing the door to the bedroom and followed Ron, who was pouring two shots of firewhiskey into glasses. Ron downed one before offering the next to Theo.

Downing it quickly, he listened as Ron explained his reasoning.

While the golden trio was searching for the horcruxes, Harry and Hermione became very good friends and even closer than they were before. Ron truly believed that his friends were talking about him whenever he wasn't around.

"I would often go out and come back to hear them talking about me. But the second I entered the tent, they would clam up. So I stopped talking whenever they were around. And it seemed like they preferred it that way."

Believing that maybe the locket was just preying on his insecurities, he didn't let it bother him as much. But when he left them in the woods, he thought he heard them rejoicing over the fact that he was no longer around and truly felt that she had given Harry her virginity that night.

But when he came back, he felt that maybe he was wrong and tried to make sense of the closeness between them. Then when the locket was opened and he saw that their shadow versions were intimate, he knew that his deep seeded fear was confirmed.

Although the locket was destroyed, the evil that created the locket wasn't and unbeknownst to the trio, the evil found itself a new host, Ron. From then on, he changed his whole outlook on life and saw what he believed to be the truth of the world.

"The world is not a place not of good and evil, light and dark but necessary and unnecessary evil. I knew that going into the battle and thought I was on the right side and when we won, I knew that I would have to avenge those who died."

As Ron's brother, Fred, was among the dead, he felt responsible for avenging his death. He made a solemn vow at his brother's funeral that he would make those responsible for all the deaths to pay.

He listened for the signs and read the Auror bulletins before hunting down the death eaters and torturing them to the point of death before turning them over to the Ministry.

"They thought they could escape judgment but I was there to deliver it with a swift hand. There were a few nights when their screams and twisted faces haunted my dreams. But I didn't care after a while. They needed to pay for their crimes. Over time I grew to welcome their screams and the warped looks on their faces. I cherished it. It became my lullaby, the very thing that put me to sleep.

"My dreams were of new ways to torture them while my nightmares were of how life was everywhere else. But I knew I needed to do more. I realized that the other Aurors were sending them to trial and allowing them to rot in jail. I knew I had to do something and I was about to get my chance. I was sentenced to speak about Draco at his trial. I was finally going to have my revenge.

"But then Hermione spoke on his behalf and they allowed him to walk free. The bastard that allowed them evil to darken our doorstep. And then she dates him!

"So yes this will be my way of getting revenge on him. He loves Hermione with a passion but he doesn't deserve her. What he deserves is to pay for the crimes he committed against the school and the people of the wizarding community."

Theo didn't understand why Ron felt like it was his responsibility to do it all but after hearing what he had to say, he decided against questioning it all. Besides he was getting Hermione, the one he wanted so he couldn't exactly complain.

AN: And there you have it. Ron's descent down the rabbit hole and his now twisted mind and poisoned soul. As always review and let me know your thoughts.