Walking down to Madam Malkin's, they heard a horrible grating voice say, "Harrrry who is that whore?"
Turning they saw the Weaselette walking towards them.
"Why Ginny you can't even recognize yourself? For shame. Perhaps you stop getting on your knees for everybody till you can."
His mate and their sisters were snickering at how the red of her face and the red of her hair clashed.
"What does he got that I don't?" A still red-faced Ginny asked.
Harry pondered for moment, even bringing his hand up to stroke his imaginary mustache.
"Well lets see, we'll start with looks shall we? He has a cock, a nice one I might add. He has the most beautiful eyes, I can get lost in them forever. He ha-" Harry was going to continue but he could have sworn a banshee showed up, before realizing it was just Ginny.
"That's not what I meant!" She screeched.
"Oh. OOOOOhhhh I meant like how he was pure, or perhaps that he is intelligent. Or maybe even that he has his own money, so doesn't need to go around backstabbing his supposedly crush, just because Dumbledore promised him riches that wasn't his to begin with?"
Just when they thought she couldn't get any redder, her face went back to normal. Voldemort and the girls were confused till they saw the official Weasel. Harry wasn't surprised, the shadows were keeping informed of who was within 50 yards.
"What are you doing here Potter? Shouldn't you be hiding?" Ron sneered as he walked up to the group.
"Why would I be hiding?" Harry answered, while silently sending out a shadow to get Minister Fudge to get here ASAP.
"Like the coward you, hiding your shameful face."
"Like you should be doing? Considering your actions the last few times I have seen you, you would think that you would have enough sense to stay away from me and mine, but then again I always thought you spent your common sense on bubble gum." Harry replied trying to keep calm.
"Speaking of yours, when are you going to get rid of the death eater slut of yours?"
"Excuse me?" Harry asked in a dangerously calm voice.
"You heard me, I didn't stutter."
Harry snarled before be smiling. The Weasels were confused while Rasmus, Amanda and Bella starting smirking as well when the saw the Minister approaching.
"Hello Minister Fudge, how are you doing today?" Harry asked the Minister giving a slight bow along with Voldemort and Bella and Amanda curtsied.
"Hello Harry my boy, what going on here? Oh hello Rasmus how are your studies going?" Fudge greeted.
Voldemort smiled shyly and said, "They are going well, when Harry here lets me study." Bumping Harry's softly before sliding his hand into Harry's.
Chuckling Fudge joked, "Harry you let that nice mate of yours study. He would be a wonderful addition to the ministry. So what is going on here?" Amanda and Bella snickered, thinking that's the plan.
"I would like your permission to duel to Ronald Weasely to the death or forfeit," Harry requested with seriousness that very few have ever known.
"Oh and why is that?" Fudge curiously asked.
"He insulted my soul mate's honor and my honor, sir." Harry politely informed him.
Fudge frown and turned to Ron saying, "That is a pretty bad offense Mr. Weasely."
"It isn't an offense Minister." Ginny snapped.
"Actually Miss Weasley it is when you are dealing with true bonds, which means someone's soul mate."
"That Death Eater slut isn't his soul mate! Dumbledore said that I was." She raged.
Fudge was getting pissed, he had been trying to solve this problem without death but not only did she insult a True bond, but also Rasmus who is very sweet and shy with perfect manners. Then when Dumbledore was mentioned he lost it.
"I, Minister Cornelius Fudge, hereby give Harry James Potter permission to challenge Ronald Bilius Weasley to a duel to the death, with no repercussions."
Bowing to the minister, Harry turned to Ron and backhanded him saying, "Challenge you to a duel to death or forfeit of magic."
Furious Ron snarled out, "When and where Potter?"
"How about here and now? The minister is already here and we can create ward so that stray spells don't cause damage." Harry proposed with a dead calmness.
"Fine by me, that way your slut can watch you fall to your death."
"Minister if you will do the set up?" Harry requested as he turned to his family. None of them were particularly worried, as they knew Harry was powerful and knew several types of hand to hand combat.
Shrugging off his robe and rolling up his sleeves, and Harry in a low voice said, "Whatever you do Bella and Amanda do not interfere. My beloved can but only if I truly start to lose it." When they all nodded, he kissed his darkness and thought to him, 'I love you'.
Turning away he walked over to the Minister and the Weasel.
"Ready Harry" Fudge asked, seeing him nod, he turned to Ron saying, "Are you ready Mr. Weasley?"
"More than ready, I've been waiting for this." Ron returned.
Frowning, he said "Ten paces." Waiting for them to get to their spots, "Wands at the ready"
"You are going down Pottter." Ron sneered. Harry just remained focused.
"Begin." Fudge yelled.
"Expellarmius!" Ron yelled gaining more attention than they already had.
Harry flicked his wand and shield came up.
Ron sent several stunners towards but Harry continued to wordlessly block them. Ron was getting angrier by the minute. Then Potter just had to open his mouth.
"Why don't you try something above third year Weasel?" Harry taunted sending leg lock jinx.
"Well you if hadn't kidnapped almost the entire school that caused it to shut down and get all of the previous Defense Teachers fired or killed, maybe I could be," Ron replied sidestepping the jinx.
"I didn't kidnap anyone, they chose to follow me and they are learning more than what you have ever learned in your life. Besides all of the teachers beside Remus were idiots or trying to kill me." Voldemort flinched at that comment, "You know sometimes you have to study and read. You actually have OPEN a book. You should try it." Harry mocked once again blocking a rather simple spell.
"Well if you would have just stayed as the simple tool, we wouldn't be having this problem" Ron jeered sending a cutting curse.
"Well if you had been a true friend, you could have had more money. Fortunately me I saw your true colors. What would Sirius say? Stealing from an innocent abused child?"
"Who cares? The mutt is gone. Thankfully Dumbledore had imperio Bellatrix to do it."
"Really? Perhaps I should pass that info to the minister. My bad, he is already here and listening to everything. Keep spilling secrets Weasel, it helps my cause."
"Fuck you! No wait once I finish you off, your little Death Eater slut will be begging by the time, I get done with him. Then maybe we should search his mind then send him back to the Death Eaters on his knees begging," Ron goaded.
Harry reached his point. He had been doing good, great even, keeping calm as Ron insulted his god-father, but insulting and insinuating he was going to rape his mate pushed him over the top. Sending a borderline dark confusing charm, Harry rushed Ron, tackling him to the ground. Sitting on top of Ron's chest, he just started pounding his fists in his face, not letting up when blood was gushing from Ron's nose. In fact seeing the blood just enraged him more. His punches were more forceful and had more power. Harry was so lost in his anger that he didn't hear the banshee wailing or the crowds cheering. By time Harry had cooled down some, Harry looked at the unrecognizable face of his ex-friend and leant down and whispered, "You fucking idiot. My inheritance was a demon one and you have cost yourself your life and that of your sister and parents." While he couldn't see the emotion in Ron's eyes since they were rapidly closing and bleeding, he could feel the pure terror from Ron's shadow. Lifting Ron's head into his hands, he snapped his neck and let it fall to the ground. Standing he looked around and spotted his family rushing towards him.
Rasmus had been watching the duel and smirking when he heard the first year curses. Couldn't Bumbles even teach the right type of spells for their ages? Then he laughed when he heard the school was closed. Dumbass was just seething that his golden boy had more supporters. But then he heard about Bella, he looked to her and saw her eyes widen and pleading. Gently he entered her mind. He found a memory bound. Searching for that night, he found it but it was slightly hazy. Pulling out, he whispered, "We will figure this out Alvera," Pulling her into a hug. Turning back, they saw Harry tackle the Weasel and was hammering his head into the ground. Slightly surprised by the physical attack, he was stunned when the crowd that had gathered had started to cheer. Just what has been happening since they left?
When Harry delivered the killing move, the trio started rushing to him. Voldemort reached first and pulled him into a bone crushing hug, before kissing him with such passion that he didn't care that Harry's bloody hands and knuckles were sliding into his hair and clutching his shirt. When a cough was heard, they pulled apart to see rather red faced Fudge.
"Right, well Harry by law you should receive all of his belongings."
"I don't need his filthy things, you could give them to needy families," Harry said.
"Right well, I need to go finish up the paperwork for this duel. And congratulations on winning and getting that info on Dumbledore. That should help speed things along with getting him out of power and hopefully into Azakaban, unless you want to duel him as well?" Fudge asked slightly joking but slightly serious.
"I would rather not right now, beside I would rather have him be publically destroyed first sir."
"No matter Harry, you should probably go take care of your bonded anyways. Perhaps dinner with missus again sometime soon?"
Looking to his beloved, he smiled when Rasmus answered, "We would love too, Minister. Send us an owl?"
"Will do!" And the minister was heading back to his office, with a slight skip in his step.
Still keeping an arm around his mate, Harry had a feeling he would be more touchy with his Dark Lord due to dead idiot's words, he pulled Bella into a hug. He whispered, "I'm soo sorry Alevra." Bella broke down into tears and cried into Harry's and Voldemort's arms. Voldemort turned and noticed a distraught Amanda beckoned her closer, pulling her into the hug as well. When Bella's tears dried up, Harry said, "Lets continue our shopping. Anything you want, I buy. Later we will sort out everything."
Getting watery laughs from the girls and a smile from his mate, Harry broke the hug apart still keeping an arm on Rasmus though. Looking around he had expected the crowds to die down, but they were still there waiting so they could thank him.
By the time everyone had left, Harry was feeling a little dazed. People were thanking him for getting rid of the Weasel. Apparently Granger, Ginny and him had been causing problems with everyone, since they were part of the Order. Demanding free stuff and hassling many of the shoppers. Some of the people were also parents of the students he had taken. They were thanking him for saving their children from Dumbledore. They told him that they have never heard their children so excited to be learning and some of the fathers had joked about learning his secret for getting their lazy son or daughter out of bed.
Feeling overwhelmed, Harry said, "I demand ice cream right now." Laughing at their brother/mate, the group made their way to Florean Fortescue's.
Sitting down at a table, Harry pulled Rasmus into his lap, holding him close.
Amanda swallowing a spoonful of pink bubblegum ice cream with chocolate, asked, "So, can we go get more clothes?"
Laughing Harry brought up a spoonful of double chocolate delight, when Bella gasped, and said, "Um Harry have you seen your knuckles?"
Stopping midway, "Shit".
Voldemort was frowning, why hadn't he noticed it before? Taking one of Harry's hands, he brought out his wand and murmured "epsiky" before moving on to the next.
"Why didn't you heal them earlier?" Voldemort demanded swiveling on Harry's lap to glare at his shadow.
"Um, I was too frazzled and forgot?" Harry answered sheepishly.
Voldemort just continued to glare.
"Um I just wanted to hold you and eat ice cream?"
Glare.
"um I love you?"
Glare.
"Um, um, I will buy you the new dark arts book?"
He got a nod and his love went back to eating his ice cream. Sighing he looked over at the girls and saw their learning faces. Damnit now the brothers and twins were go to hate him.
AN – Yay! One weasel down, three to go plus a goat, a bookworm, and some chickens. Lol. Sorry Leobutler it was ginny.
Thank you my kickass reviewers! You really do inspire me! Ice Cream to: leobutler, WyrdSmith, RogueNya, AngelWithNoWings1996, Silverinumiko, and coolvampgirl.
