Anam Cara - - (Soul Mate)
Alternate Universe (AU) Does not follow established cannon.
Rated MA – mature audiences
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Chapter 25 – I don't have it
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The first thing Ron did when he entered the Great Hall the following morning (Saturday: 30th of November 1997) was look for Ginny, his eyes scanning the room for his sister's familiar shock of red hair. He headed straight for the Gryffindor table and was almost at the top - when he spotted her already eating breakfast. His mind so 'focused' on getting back the medallion to notice that his sister was all but sitting in Harry's lap.
"Budge up," he said, elbowing his way between her and Harry.
Ginny huffed at him, scooting over on the bench when she had no choice but to accommodate him. "There is a whole table, Ron. What's the matter with you… and where is your better-half"
"I need that gift-wrapped box back, the one with the unbreakable lock … the GIFT that I put on the top shelf of my dresser for safekeeping," he said, not even bothering to fill his plate as he leaned over to whisper to her.
She pushed him away in annoyance. "No. You gave it to me."
Ron breathed deeply, knowing that she'd be like this, just to annoy him. "As I told you at the time, that box contained a secret gift for Hermione… a belated birthday gift . . . I need it back now so I can give it to her."
She smirked. "Made up, have you?"
"We row all the time; everyone knows that… so it's no big deal. But yeah, Miss snoopy-face … if you must know … I had to grovel a-bit, but nothing new there either. - - I'll spare you the gory details of how I had to humble myself - - but suffice to say, she forgave me in the end. Now can I please have it back? - You can keep the box if you fancy that", - - Ron said, casting a glance at Hermione who was seating about ten to twelve feet away – attempting to look disdainful as she watched the three of them. "Ask her again …Please." Hermione thought projected
"Come-on … Ginny; fork-it over",
"You know, the birthday gift excuse would have been more plausible if one… you hadn't first called it a Christmas gift. Secondly; Hermione's birthday had already accrued two whole months, before you even told me about the Christmas present box. Such an obvious lie made me curious … and that in turn made me nosey".
"So I 'unwrapped' your un-pickable lockbox_ and as the first thing the twins ever taught me was the picking of magical and Muggle locks … I opened the box and took a look at the medallion inside. Even as Christmas gifts go – it would suck dragon piss. It's sort of old and grimy. If I didn't already know the real back-story (first hand) behind the medallion from Hermione herself … I would have thought you bought it as scrap. – The moment I saw it, I thought … how could; my git of a brother really think he could impress someone like Granger with someone's second hand medallion?"
Naturally … Ron's sour expression deepened
"Now I know perfectly well …how much your favorite bookworm just loves old and rare magical junk. Seeing as you gave her a- 'rare' and 'out of print' magical volume on her actual birthday. Not that she gave you more than a_ half-hearted _thank-you for your efforts".
'I did too thank-you for that book – maybe not as enthusiastic as I should have in front of every-one, but in_ private … in that long un-used classroom I was properly grateful' Hermione thought hard in Ron's direction.
"But why lie about the birthday part? - That was your big mistake Ronnie".
"When I told you … what I told you, Christmas and birthday lies, not-with-standing ... I still made it perfectly clear that it belonged to my girlfriend. I did not know until just yesterday that Hermione had 'spilled the beans' about- 'all the fun' -we have had since I found the thing".
"Boudoir fun, yeah … it was a great tale, the bare flesh … the passion", Ginny smirked knowingly.
"I personally… never wanted you to know all the gory details surrounding the magical booby-trap that I unintentionally triggered", Ron said in a resigned tone. "You must also understand how bad I feel about Hermione being caught-up in this – that's all on me – my fault alone".
"And she lets you continue to think that she participates 'only' with great reluctance", Ginny interjected as Harry looked at her with deepening suspicions, listening hard.
"If Hermione told you everything, then you're fully aware that only an 'Imperious grade' compulsion spell, could force her to be intimate with me. The medallion is a trap, an apparently irreversible trap. - And by now you have to know what my sole reason for being in the trio is … don't you? - - I'm supposed to be the chap that sets off the traps intended for Harry. I'm the expendable one, who does his ruddy best to keep his family and friends out of trouble … and little sister, that includes you. - -
That medallion is extremely dangerous. - - And after being caught-up with that stupid_ *Riddle diary* … you of all people should- know better -than to play games with magically enchanted items. Even the best of them can be a bit 'dodgy' (evasive/tricky)" Ron concluded.
Ginny looked at her nails, appearing to be bored by the thought. "A-bit dodgy eh? - And you're afraid that it might get me into the same- terrible fix -that you and the Head-girl are in?"
"In a nutshell … Yes"
"You worry too much; Ronniekin's. I'm a big girl and have known for some time; what I want and more importantly … who I want. - - There is nothing remotely artificial about how I feel about Harry. - But as you're so concerned …I'll do you a good turn … since I'm feeling particularly sisterly today. I'll take the medallion off your hands … if for no other reason beyond that of keeping Hermione - who normally 'hates men' … from destroying it and_ you; for breaking your heart (brother mine) is just a unimportant-bit of collateral damage that she doesn't care squat about – she will callously crush your soul into the ground (again); for what is it now: the 'fifth time' … in a two years".
"Think-back brother … we're all at the Ministry, how much help did she offer when the Brain attacked you … none. - Did she rush in, wand in hand to try to free you … No. She saw those tentacles wrap around you and she rushed off to 'find' Harry, because clearly his safety was loads more important to her … than yours. Finally: what was your reward for saving her ungrateful arse from the slashing curse … she visits you in hospital (once) just to tell you that she was hopelessly 'in love' with Harry".
"She then ignores you entirely for the first half of your sixth year during her pathetically lame attempt to chat-up (my) Harry … when that fails (perhaps: because he was banging Tonks) Harry : then out of nowhere, snogs me in the common room at mid-term. Feeling rejected and despised, she seeks you out just to avoid the isolation and loneliness that she so richly deserves".
"Your attempt to move on without her during your trade's year is ruined by her 'demands' on your time at the end of that same year. Old Albus then gets him-self murdered and she went looking for comfort in Harry's arms; instead of yours. - I blame her for making Harry go all noble and breaking up with me to keep me safe … which is a load of troll-sh*te"
Ron ran a hand over his face. - "Don't be this way. Gin-gin, I know (full well) what's going to happen, when she finds a way to safely end-this. - She'll dump me fast and cold like an ill fitting shoe. – However much that will hurt me; I did forced her into this … it's my entire fault, so I have to take the beating. To end her suffering I need the medallion back – Harry … please, help me out here?"
'Ron we really have to revisit this entire 'forced' aspect of the medallion trap' - Ron heard clearly Hermione say in his head
"Sorry … not this time," Harry said casually, setting down his fork and looking around Ron … to grin at Ginny. "Right from the off; I don't want my primary stalker coming after me again. - Second: My new girlfriend and I …don't want Hermione underfoot when we're looking for some alone time – especially when your sister is feeling … randy,"
Ginny flipped her hair, and leaned on her elbow, smiling back at Harry as she looked hard at Ron's gob-smacked face. "Yes big brother, Harry and I are together as more than friends with snogging benefits. - It's nothing different than what you now share with Hermione. Of course Harry isn't being forced to do anything, he actually wants to be with me … there is no Imperious level magic that compels him … his feelings aren't artificial"
Ron turned to glare at his sister. "Did you tell him everything … before you …?"
"… You told Hermione about Tonks," Harry interrupted sounding more than just a-tad bitter, as he picked up his fork and took another bite of his eggs. He swallowed his food and shrugged. "Turnabout is Fair play."
"Actually I didn't … she plucked it out of my head using telepathy, as Ginny my sister, should have already told you", Ron said to Harry like he'd never met him before. - "Anyway – from my point of view …my sister stole the medallion from me, because she feared that she couldn't win you over, without it? - - think about that mister_ 'boy who lived' … think about it long and hard".
"I'm a big boy; Ron and I figured out (all on my own) that I want Ginny", Harry retorted forcefully.
"Mate … you've been played … yet again", Ron replied harshly. – "I've come to believe, that both Tonk's and Ginny seduced you in turn, to 'satisfy' their own selfish agenda's. – Had you not been the 'chosen one', neither one of them would have given you the time of day".
Harry choked on his pumpkin juice, coughing hard enough to render him speechless. When Ron did nothing … it was left up Ginny to pat Harry hard enough on the back to dislodge the obstruction. As she did this she screamed at her brother; - "Who cares about who makes the first move … some witches … when dealing with an extra shy wizard, would grow old and unkissed … if they don't become proactive and get things started".
'Be careful what you wish for', Ron said to him-self.
"Honestly, Ron … I'm not ten. I know where little witches and wizards come from," she began, before getting up walking around her brother and settling back down on the other side of Harry, sitting as close as possible next to him - as he raised a glass of pumpkin juice to his lips … before finishing her thought... "Hippogriffs bring them." - - -
Harry coughed again, spraying juice into the air as he laughed.
Ron wasn't amused. "Cute, Gin-gin . . . our family will be so proud. The first female Weasley in several generations and you are using the same kind of trickery to bunk-up a bloke; as Romilda Vane tried with that tainted-candy"
All the humor in this situation abruptly disappeared from Ginny's face and she sighed sadly; obviously worried that Ron would tell their mother, - - "I'm not the jezebel you think I am, big brother. - I was being selfish … I admit that. - - I knew the risk I was taking, and you're right; I should have told Harry everything before I triggered the medallion. - - But that's water under the bridge now - besides; it's like I said, Harry doesn't think of himself as being 'forced' to have sex with me … like Granger does, whenever she puts out for you".
'We really need to talk about this, I don't feel even remotely forced anymore. I can't even bear the thought of any-kind of separation from you. What happened to us is irreversible and I've accepted that. But you are right; if Ginny has triggered the trap on Harry then we are not dealing with something made by Voldemort. – In fact; I have no bloody idea who made it or how? - This is not good, Ron …not good at all'… a voice in his head declared sounding very worried indeed.
'I know that', he thought back to Hermione, already knowing that she'd been following their conversation through him, although why she was sitting with Neville at the other end of table was a mystery to him. The same Neville who seemed unusually interested at the goings on at the Slytherin table nearby.
'I'm sorry that I ever confided in Ginny about our problem, although how she knows about the telepathic side effects to the medallion spell is beyond me… her thought appeared in Ron's head.
Harry cleared his throat, snapping Ron out of this mental conversation. "There is obviously more to this glowing 'night-light medallion' thingy … than Ginny told me, but I'm not really objecting to the end results. - Tonks has gone back to Remus and they are undergoing marriage counseling, and you can tell Hermione for me_ that the Lupin 'reconciliation and counseling' tid-bit was the 'hot' news that was in the letter that she was so curious about. - I don't know how the werewolf in Remus will deal with infidelity, but that's his problem".
"On the plus side, your sister is with me now. We are well beyond holding hands and kissing in dark hallways. – We had sex last night (more than once) and right now your sister has loads of my unprotected seed swimming inside of her. - - And I have no idea why I'm admitting to all this to her much stronger brother in the Great Hall", Harry added in a disturbing bit of unexpected candor
'Harry is running at the mouth just like I did at the beginning', Hermione thought to Ron.
Ginny smiled brilliantly at Harry. "Thank you, Harry, but you needn't worry about putting a bun in my oven … I'm taking the same precautions that Hermione's taking. - Although; I've only been on the potion since Bills wedding… I'm not opposed to the concept of a Potter baby. – I just made sure it didn't happen when I went to see you in the locker room, because boys never worry about knocking up a bird until 'after' it happens.
'Exactly like I told you' Hermione thought at Ron smugly (can a thought be smug?)
"I didn't lie to you, I went to the locker-room fully intending to f*ck you. However, I must say that I would prefer that we hold-off on making Potter babies until after our wedding … mainly because my Mum would kill you, if I show-up at the Burrow for Christmas this year, in the pudding club."
Ron gasped in surprise. "Please sis, tell me that this entire conversation has been a cruel prank at my expense. Tell me that you bunked up with Harry, without actually triggering the medallion trap."
"What if I did?" - Ginny said smugly – "I hardly think you have suffered overly much from what it has done to you. And I've worked very hard to make Harry understand what he needs to do to make us both 'happy' between my legs - - Granger is the only unwilling one … the sole victim in all of this".
'I am NOT unwilling' _Ron heard Hermione's all but shout in his mind
"Gin … I swear you are the perfect Gryffindor match for Harry, both of you are beyond brave about rushing into something blindly, without giving an ounce of thought about how to pull your chestnuts out of the fire when things turn bad. - - Everyone thinks that (my) Hermione is the smartest witch of our generation, but …if even she can' find a way out of the medallion enchantment after all this time … then little sister, there isn't a way out".
"Ginny … no way out?" - Harry said turning on his witch sounding horrified.
"Even blocking the effects temporarily has proven disastrous", Ron continued in an even more desperate tone. "Hermione clearly doesn't like being drawn to me for another sperm fix every other day, she hates the risks we take to sedate the unnaturally strong desires she feels, she doesn't want to be stuck with me … at the hip … forever … time may have lessened her original disgust at what we are doing, but all three of us know, not matter what happens, she will forever be in love with Harry".
He then felt Hermione mental gasp … most likely because he had just exposed an unpleasant truth. 'Ronald, like I told you already, I'm no longer in love with Harry. I'm not his type and he is my unattainable. - - Ginny is a better fit for him, and about my feelings being artificial … we really need to revisit the sole victim issue … in private … as soon as possible.'
'Not now please' Ron thought back urgently.
"Whenever you force yourself- 'over and over' -on the unwilling … that's - rape - in my book", Ginny spat-back with her usual sibling dose of deeply hurting venom. "I didn't rape Harry; Ronald … He hasn't once complained, that what we did four times last night felt; artificial."
"So precisely how is it, that what we did willingly … is in any way comparable with the unwanted sexual assaults you've conducted on our very frigid Head-Girl on a nightly bases since the Sixteenth day of this term", - Ginny growled, for once a Weasley is offended, they don't normally take prisoners and Ron's face showed all the shame he was feeling.
'Ronald Bilius … God dammit … you have NEVER raped me" this thought was as close to a scream as mental telepathy can get
"Ginny … I can't tell you how bad I feel about dragging her into this. But if you triggered it on Harry without giving him full disclosure- 'before-hand' -then you entrapped him, just as I did with Hermione … into a form of emotional bondage that could possibly last for a lifetime … I didn't know it was a dangerous trap until after it was triggered. Can you say the same? "
'Ronald Bilius Weasley …don't make me come over there … answer me… did you hear what I said'! Hermione's thought was furious but Ron had no time to deal with a distraction of delusional truth.
"The medallion thingy had a life-long spell on it? – Harry repeated once again … suddenly worried. His usually pale skin going very flushed as Ginny now showed signs of deep guilt. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Ginny frowned in obvious embarrassment, but she rallied her spunk before she turned to confront Harry. "Did you or did you not … confess to me in-between round one in the locker room - - and then a second round in Charlie's ever so secret … hideaway – where I might add, you spent the entirety of last night… pounding your man- meat inside of me. You're a quick learner Potter, I'll give you that. And you've improved more and more each time you banged me".
"Well that's good to hear … at least" Harry said with a look of profound embarrassment on his face.
"I don't really know why I'm being so chatty about our first marathon F*ck, I don't usually kiss and tell, this must be the medallion inspired chatty side- effect that I saw in Granger the first few nights, thank god it fades in time. - But this sucks Dragon dick …I just can't stop my-self from telling my favorite brother - - it's not Bill; Ronnie_ it's you, that I look up to. Dammit I never wanted to admit to anyone how much I depend on Ronnie".
"We both own Ronnie; Red, and both of us suck at showing appreciation" Harry said without thinking.
"You got that in one… Potter - Anyway I can't stop recalling how bad an f*ck you were during your first go at me (so much for the concept of the prefect Hero …eh) or how you gave no thought to getting me pregnant and how I had to teach the 'love of my life' the raw basics of shagging".
"In contras I also have no bloody idea how much of a *fantastic f*ck* my brother is … as Hermione tells it_ for it could be pure 'bull-sh*te' for all I know… as her 'bunk mates' up to now, only numbers at maximum …two. No bloke is a great f*ck right out the box, lord knows Harry wasn't… he was a self-aborted little git who treated me with all the finesse as a wolf in heat … which is of course none of your bloody business ickle Ronnie".
"I couldn't agree more. Too much information little sister", Ron bemoaned".
"Don't I know it … but I can't seem to stop myself". Ginny said before she turned to Harry and said: "Actually and you did get better with some practice, like Dean did", Ginny confessed casually again … automatically
"Dean Thomas got there before me" Harry growled as he scanned the Great Hall looking for Thomas.
"Yes but he wasn't my first" Ginny declared
"Then who was … I'll kill him too", Harry roared loudly
"You'll do no such thing", Ginny replied with equal fury.
Ron was at this point beyond stunned or gob smacked, mostly because he had actually encouraged Harry, to bang his sister.
"… What was I saying", Ginny continued. "Oh yes … you weren't my first and I wasn't yours … or should I hunt down Tonks and do to her what you want to do to Dean. Anyway … In between bouts of gradually improving sex … as the first time you did me, was downright terrible… (Did I say that out loud …again … sorry Harry). - - Did you not say, that you fell in love with me, long before the first time you ever saw me in my thong bikini?"
"Yes … I did and I swear on my magic it's the truth". Harry said suddenly with total sincerity.
"Good boy" Ginny purred in response, while she slip a hand under the table and undid his trousers zipper before she began to openly fondle his c*ck. Hermione was sitting in a perfect position to see what Ginny was doing under the table. (Regretfully; Hermione had also been spot-on about the smaller size issue). "There you go brother mine, there are no artificial affections between Harry and me. He wants to be with me, and- by the way … thank you Ronnie, my medallion induced sex with Harry (after a-bit of training up) has gotten better … not ideal yet, as more training is required and practice … loads and loads of practice".
"Ginny; I really-really don't want to hear this" Ron bemoaned.
"And I don't want to tell you this either, you Prat. - But I'd rather spill my guts to just you here … than everyone in our common room?" Ginny said as she gestured to the mostly empty Great Hall (with no-one in earshot) while putting more effort into apologizing to Harry with a hand-job
And as if on cue, Harry closed his eyes and moaned softly in satisfaction … and not wanting to cum in his trousers he gently removed Ginny's hand as he whimpered, "Not in the Great Hall; Red, although I appreciate the gesture"
"Would you prefer that I slip under the table and finish you off … with my mouth?" she asked ever so sweetly… utterly shameless.
"Oh my god Gin-gin, control yourself", Ron interjected; "take a moment to think about what will happen if you get caught doing that … here?"
"You know Ronnie … I don't care that much for the new responsible adult that Granger changed you into. - You never use to put all this much thought into consequences … you're not fun anymore. The twins will be so very disappointed. - - Besides: Is the Great Hall any less dangerous a place to have sex, than the back of the stacks – in the library …where Krum shagged Granger?"
'Viktor never shagged me, I want to make that crystal clear!' – Hermione's thought screamed in Ron's head.
"Thanks-loads … for the reminder Ginerva … and yes … you are spot-on, legally speaking; using a spell to obtain sex 'does' translate into Hermione being raped … by me". Ron retorted sadly while showing no outward sign of having heard Hermione's thought. - "That she has out of the kindness of her heart …"
"… Heart … what heart?" - Harry interrupted scornfully.
"Don't push your luck again with me Potter or have you forgotten what I did to you in the Pitch locker room", Ron snarled as a dim-blue glow began to form around him. "Where was I? … Oh yes: she has been downplaying everything sexual that I did to her, because she doesn't want me in Azkaban, at least; until after I've finished my usefulness to her ... as head-boy".
"Because she loves that bloody badge loads more than you", Ginny said in a sour tone.
"Yeah, now that I can believe" Harry interjected
"Without a doubt", Ron conceded in a deeply depressed tone.
'It's not true, not one word of it', Hermione thought projected at Ron desperately.
"It's the comparisons that cut the deepest, I suppose. – Unlike with me …when she went at it in the deepest part of the stacks with Krum, for several prolonged 'gropes and snogs' it was a choice she made of her own_ 'free will'," Ron said his growing angst obvious.
"Yeah and there is no free will when she puts out for you, is there … is that what you're saying? - You're a rapist Ronnie… admit it?" - Ginny said gleefully while twisting the 'guilt' knife into her brothers guts
"I don't deny it Ginny, I know I'm the worst kind of scum for enjoying Hermione sexually, but that's why I need the medallion back to end Hermione's unrelenting forced desire for lovemaking with me. I want to make this right … dammit. So I'm not asking anymore little sister, I have to destroy this thing to free the two people that you and I have entrapped."
"That last bit … the entrapment part …it didn't sound like you at all", Ginny inquired as Harry nodded in agreement. "Was that you … or is Hermione telepathically using you like a ventriloquist dummy?"
"You weren't kidding me … were you? - They can really read each other's mind …way cool", Harry said enthusiastically
"And we will too, eventually", Ginny purred delightedly … "By-the-way Ronniekin's, is there anything else … any other special abilities that Harry and I have to look forward too?"
"You can't put a positive spin on what you've done to Harry. We do share thoughts, true enough_ and magical power … at times. – In fact I've seen Hermione's hands glow blue, more than once …while doing a difficult spell…"
"They do? - - why didn't you tell me", she thought in amazement, her face twelve paces away showing great surprise. 'I thought it was you acting thru me that took care of Flint?'
'That was me, watching out for you, but you've used my blue magic on other occasions (a-little) that I've noticed and I don't mind … really I don't," Ron mentally responded.
"You can share magic?" Harry asked; interrupting Ron's train of thought.
"It's mostly one sided with us, the blue glow was very weak, but with time, I suspect that Hermione will be able to tap into all of my distorted magic; whenever she needs too", Ron said without hesitation.
"There's a shocker, Hermione gets to 'use you' to gain superior magic, whenever she wants … and you get nothing in return - - yup …no surprise there", Harry said bitterly
"You don't want my blue magic; Harry, I can't control it at times. – It is every-bit as dangerous as the Ministry says it is. It seems to act independently of my will. And you have no idea how much that scares me. I'm dominate right now, but and there is always a, but. I can seriously hurt people without intending to. So believe me mate, you don't want my blue thingy.
"So you are telling me that you're a loose cannon, that it can turn on you", Harry asked thoughtfully.
"Pretty-much", Ron replied in a resigned tone.
'You are in total control MOST of the time', the thought popped into Ron's head.
"What did I tell you", Ginny said to Harry.
"Well … it sucks to be you", Harry said; feeling smug and less threatened.
"Don't I know it", Ron replied with a resigned shrug. "Being connected to me which Hermione has now begun to describe as a 'curse'; has been no picnic for her either", Ron continued. - I distract her in class and have misappropriated her organizational skills… believe me when I say that she would like nothing better than to be free of me".
"You are very wrong about that, Ronald Bilius" Hermione thought firmly in his direction. That she was using his 'full name' for a second time in twenty minutes being a great indicator of her level of anger.
"I'm a drag on your potential, and we both know it", Ron telepathically shot back
'YOU ARE NOT, I CAN'T BEGIN TO DESCRIBE THE POSITIVE EFFECTS YOU HAVE MADE ON ME … THANKS TO OUR CONNECTION', she all but screamed in his head
"Not now, please" …Ron mentally replied, not wanting to be distracted.
"What are the other positive things that go with triggering the medallion - - can your telepathy be used on others … or is it restricted to just your soul-mate?" - Harry asked eagerly.
"What makes you think that I know? - - I'm not the brains of the trio … That's Hermione's job - My guess is; that Hermione and I are only a month or two ahead of you". Ron said exasperated. "But the worst thing about all of this, for me; Ginevra … is the unshakable knowledge that – I emotionally entrapped Hermione into this … That I permanently ruined her ambitions to 'marry' Harry…"
"THAT WAS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN RON … I TOLD YOU THAT COUNTLESS TIMES - I ONLY PUT UP WITH THAT NAGGING B-WITCH … BECAUSE OF HOW YOU FELT ABOUT HER … OTHERWISE…" Harry roared overly loud, causing others in the great hall to turn and look.
"…You would have booted her to the curb … yeah I know", Ron admitted sadly in a near whisper, while in his mind he felt Hermione gasp in horror. "I love her, it makes me a fool … because it's unrequited …but I can't change that. - And it is my love for her that makes me feel so horrible about all this. - she has had to endure - my unwanted sexual advances for months now… apparently, for nothing!"
"Ginny try to come to grips with this …we kept the medallion secret from everyone and especially Harry … precisely in the hope of avoiding him falling for the very trap, that was specifically designed to trip-him-up! - - The same trap that you … deliberately, activated on him, without thinking of anything but your own selfish desires to get Harry. - - - Meaning little sister … that you have most likely, bonded yourself to him for … perhaps forever. And worst of all; you've painted a huge 'bull's eye' target … right on your own back".
The smile on Ginny's face as well as most of her facial coloring drained in an instant.
"Back-off Ron … you're frightening your sister", Harry snarled.
"Maybe it's time for her to be afraid; Harry", Ron countered while looking directly into his younger siblings eyes. "From today onward; the best way to destroy Harry will be by harming or killing you … my sister,"
Harry put an arm around a now trembling Ginny; offering what comfort he could, while openly glaring in anger at Ron. "Gee whiz thanks, mate. Ginny will go all paranoid on me now and start having nightmares again",
"I'm beginning to think, that being a little paranoid is a healthy thing", Ron said as he glanced down the table to where an equally distraught Hermione sat next to a now fully distracted Neville.
"Alright-then", Ginny said with forced cheerfulness after pulling herself together. "Where were we … oh yes … I did something incredibly stupid and put everyone at risk …especially my beloved Harry. I'm sorry Ron … for taking the medallion, but I really can't give it back"
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