Hey guys! Listen, some of you won´t like this oneshot I´m sure. But it´s part of my storyline so I´m sorry, it has to happen to explain some things. Sorry!
Ronald
One week till the Battle.
She´d left Draco that night. She didn´t know exactly how she´d gathered the courage to do it, but she had. She had to get this done before they were on their way to regroup the Order. She had been trying to do it for some time but it had proven to be impossible with all the journal decoding and horcrux hunting. But now, there was no choice, no other option. She sneaked off the tent careful not to wake anyone up, and moved as further away as she could. Once she was finally out of hearing range, she apparated, landing in the middle of the beach, and setting some sort of horrible cry alarm off.
There was a lot of noise coming from the cottage, a beautiful small beach house with shells all over it, even in the middle of the night they seemed to be shimmering like crystal. Eva didn´t have much time to admire it though.
"Stupify!" The door burst open and instantly, three sets of wands were aiming at her head. From each, a blueish streak of light landing dangerously close to Eva´s head. Eva let out a shout and jumped away from the spot where the curses had landed. Honestly, she should´ve thought this better.
"It´s me, Eva!"
A male figure moved from the entrance, not lowering his wand, and stopped before her. She recognized him immediately, it was Bill Weasley. But before she could be happy to see him, he twisted his wand so fast Eva barely had time to take her own out, and with a single word she didn´t recognize she felt her entire body pinned in place, unable to move. She could move her head though, and she used it to glare at the oldest Weasley. "So you say, prove it!"
"I am!" Eva grunted trying to free herself from the curse but Bill´s wand remained pointed at her.
"Prove. It." Bill spat stubbornly.
She sighed, her mind raced, trying to find credible enough proof. "You told me, at the Burrow, that you and your brother Charlie once smuggled snifflers into the Leaky Cauldron, and used the stolen objects to buy yourselves tickets for a Falcon´s quidditch Match." She answered with a smug smirk, which promptly caused Bill to stare at her, his mouth gaping.
He blinked once, twice, not lowering his wand, until he burst out laughing and pulled Eva from her body lock. She breathed out relieved, and grinned at the man. He was good with curses all right. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt the strong pair of arms surrounding her and pulling her into an earnest embrace.
"What the hell are you doing here!" He asked, though a bright grin enlightened his scarred face. Eva herself was happy to be reunited with him. Out of all the Weasley´s, Eva had grown closer to Bill. She didn´t know why though. Bill let go of her and turned around to the shocked figures a couple meters behind. "It´s Eva!"
One of them moved closer, and Eva recognized him as the reason for her visit. "Eva?" the second redhead asked incredulous. Ronald.
Eva pursed her lips. She had to do this, she was here for this. "Ronald. I came to talk to you."
Eva sat across from Ron, both Bill and Fleur having left them alone a few minutes ago. She had casted a private charm on the kitchen, so no one could listen, but she was unsure of how to begin, and looking by the way Ron nervously fiddled with his own fingers he was too.
"By the way, they´re fine." She finally said, and her friend visibly relaxed. She had sensed his urgency as soon as he spotted her outside. Why hadn´t he asked her?
"What are you doing here then?" He whispered, eyes still glued to his hands.
"You need to come with me, your friends need you." Eva went straight to the point, growing more and more exasperated by Ron´s hesitation to talk to her. He seemed so nervous, what was he hiding?
"I-I can´t." He stuttered and sighed. "My family needs me too."
Eva remained skeptical. "Oh yeah? Where are they now?"
Ron sighed and scratched the nape of his neck nervously. "Listen. I did stay with them alright? Just, not anymore. They were questioned at the Ministry when the wedding was attacked. My parents stayed at the Burrow, with Fred and George. Ginny went to Hogwarts and Charlie went back to Romania. I hid here with Bill and Fleur, just in case they tried to question me too."
"So you´re hiding." She accused, her face serious. "They´re safe, and you´re hiding."
"It´s not like that." Ron tried to say but Eva held a hand up to shut him up.
"You better have a damn good explanation, Ronald." She snarled, trying with all her might to contain the anger building up inside her. "You abandoned your friends to protect your family, but from where I stand your family seems to be protecting you. You broke your friend´s hearts, you betrayed them. I had to clean up the mess you made, I´m giving you a chance to do the right thing, and still you dare tell me you can´t?"
Ron´s ears became red with every word, shame painted all over his face. Eva didn´t want to look at him, in fact, she wanted out of there.
"I´m not a coward."
Eva sighed, then ran a hand through the messy strands of hair falling over her face. She had to relax, before saying anything more. She didn´t want to ruin this, Harry and Hermione needed Ron to come back.
"Then tell me, why can´t you do this?" Ron looked at his hands again, not meeting Eva´s deadly glare.
He mumbled something under his breath, something that sounded dangerously close to "I can´t". He. Can´t.
Eva snapped, the last of her will to refrain from exploding now lost. With a sharp intake of breath she stood, pushing the chair back and smashing both hands on the table. It made Ron jump and nearly slip of his chair. Served him well.
"That´s it! What´s your damn problem?!" She shouted, nostrils flared as she breathed heavily. Ron looked faint, and gripped the edge of the table with desperation. His lower lip quivered as if he was trying really hard not to break down. "Why won´t you come with me?!"
He shook his head, eyes down. Eva leaned closer, almost too close and spoke once more, alarmingly demanding. "Look at me." Much to her surprise, Ron did. His eyes were bloodshot and his face flushed. He was the personification of embarrassment, and only for a bit did Eva feel sorry for him. He must be really troubled, she thought, by leaving his friends something broke inside of him. "Tell me, Ron. Why."
"Because you´re there!" he snapped back, standing up and turning his back towards her all in a single action. Eva remained in place, his words echoing inside her head but unable to register them. Because of her? He wouldn´t go because of her?
"W-what are you saying?" Eva shockingly whispered after a few seconds. She had somehow moved too and now had her back pressed against the kitchen counter, looking at the floor in astonishment. So it was all her fault now?
Ronald still faced the other way, breathing hard. "I can´t. I can´t go with you because I can´t see you, not with him I can´t. " His words stumbled one after the other, not making much sense. This couldn´t be true, what had she done to him? Then realization hit her before she could complain.
"You can´t see me with who?" Her eyes went back to the back of his head, and waited for an answer. Ron didn´t respond. "Ron, you can´t see me with who?"
Suddenly, Ron moved before Eva´s eyes could register. He closed the space between them in two strides and hastily locked his hands on the small of her back. She was too surprised to move as cold, dry, desperate lips smashed against hers in a hungry kiss.
It took her two seconds to react. First, she felt his hands pressing her against him, then his lips urging into hers, but it wasn´t until she heard him moan under his breath that she snapped out of her trance. He was kissing her. He was kissing-!
With a single strong push she freed herself from his lock, and punched him square in the jaw. Ron yelped and fell back against the kitchen table. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" Eva growled, wiping her lips with the back of her hand and feeling exploding pain on her other. She didn´t care about her hand. She felt dirty, and guilty, and so ashamed. Had she kissed back? Oh Merlin, what was going on? She´d kissed...him.
Ron staggered up, but didn´t look like he regretted a thing. It made her want to cry. "I´m in love with you alright? I love you I can´t stand to see you with Malfoy! I can´t go with you because I can´t see you with him!"
Something clicked inside Eva, and she finally, after many years, understood. Ron´s hate towards Draco had nothing to do with the fact that he was a Death Eater. He was jealous of him. Jealous of him because he had Harry´s friendship, and now Eva. This is all because of childish jealousy. It made her blood boil.
"Listen to me now, Weasley." Eva hissed, sounding so much like Draco it took Ron by surprise. "You don´t love me. Not even close. This thing with me is a mere obsession. You´re so obsessed with Malfoy taking everything away from you that you´ve created this lie. But I will say this once and only once and I hope you listen because this is the last chance I´m giving you."
She took a step forward, fuming. "You will come back with me, and stay with your friends. You will tell Hermione how damn sorry you are. You tell them both that you tried to join them but got lost. You contacted me and begged me to take you to them. You will not speak a word about what happened, not a word. And you will forget all about this stupid obsession of yours."
Ron didn´t move, instead he look at Eva like she´d grown a second head. "But-"
Eva grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him hastily towards her. She felt her lips still numb from the kiss, and it only made her want to cover her face in shame, but she remained standing. "You have no idea what this means, do you?" Ron´s eyes were wide, and scared. She was both ashamed, and angry and it scared him. "You love Hermione, you do. I know it, you know it, but you let your obsession get the best of you! You´re a grown man Ronald, act like it. This is not a game, this is not Hogwarts. You can´t just abandon your best friend and the woman you love for a childish crush! Now, pull yourself together, put your big boy pants on ,and fix what you broke." Every word seemed to slap Ron across the face, and Eva felt no pity for him anymore. "Do you understand?"
Ron sat down once more, looking defeated.
"I understand."
