This chapter is short but I wanted to explore exactly what the locket was doing to the trio's minds. We only really saw what it did to them emotionally and also what it showed Ron, but we never really heard everything that it was saying to each of them. I hope I did this chapter justice.

I don't feel like telling y'all I don't own Harry Potter. You can't make me. I refuse.

Chapter 51: The Locket

Ron's POV.

My favorite jeans don't fit anymore.

We have been bouncing back and forth from forest to forest living off mushrooms, berries, and sometimes fish, rabbit, and squirrel (which is nasty as hell). I've lost a lot of weight as well as Harry and Hermione. Hermione seems to have lost the most but that's because for some odd reason she gives me and Harry extra portions of whatever we are eating.

So now my favorite jeans are hanging off my ass. I could probably fit Hermione's jeans.

Things have been rough these past few weeks. We have lost track of days but I'm guessing because of the weather that it's almost December. We haven't been doing much of anything buy babysitting this fucking locket.

Speaking of that locket I'm ready to be bloody rid of it. It...speaks to us. Whoever is wearing it I mean. Its creepy as hell. I hate it when it's my turn to wear it.

"Look at you. Useless. Pathetic. What good are you? You are holding them back. They just don't want to tell you. Why do they whisper behind your back? Why do they seem so close all of a sudden? Why doesn't Harry communicate with Parvati anymore? Looks like Harry is moving on to better things"

"That's not true" I say to the voice in my head.

"Ohhhhhh but it is. How can you not see it? Do you actually think that she loves you? Oh sure she will let you do things to her but any girl will do that. She doesn't love you. How could she love you when she has Harry Potter?"

"Shut up!"

"Listen, even now they are speaking amongst themselves. Not including you in anything. You need to say something. Remind them that you are here. As if it means anything. He doesn't know what he's doing you know. You're out here starving to death for nothing. Simply a wild goose chase and you know it. Ask him. Ask him does he know what he's doing"

You know what? That much is true. He doesn't know what he is doing. We haven't figured out how to destroy this thing. We haven't had any leads. We stuck here almost looking at our fucking rib cages and for what?! I'm done with this! We need to make progress but we aren't doing shit!

"Now you see Weasley. Why are you here? You're missing your family. Some family. You shouldn't even be here. You were a mistake. A fluke. You are nothing. Nothing. Nothing..."

Harry's POV

"They know. They know you don't know what you're doing. What kind of friend are you? How could you lead your apparent best friends out here to die?"

My turn to wear the locket. And for the next 6 hours I have to deal with the bullshit it's telling me.

"Why haven't you heard from Parvati? What has it been two weeks? She has forgotten about you. Moved on. You left her behind."

I had been thinking that on my own for awhile. The locket makes my thoughts even worse.

"Who is she under? Seamus? Ernie? Blaise? Is that who keeps her warm every night while you rot away out in the middle of nowhere? Why would she start with you when she can do so much better? Why would she stay with a boy that can get get killed?"

This isn't true. This isn't true. This isn't true...

"The Boy Who Lived indeed. What are you? You're nothing but a child. You cannot defeat the Dark Lord. You have know this for a long time. And yet you put two lives in danger that don't even deserve it. Innocent blood will be shed and it's all because of you."

I won't let them get hurt.

"You're already hurting them Potter. The mudblood is over there wasting away like the filth she is. The redhead is as well. You should be ashamed of yourself. You are nothing. Nothing. Nothing..."

Hermione's POV

"Pathetic mudblood. Why are you even here? What good are you?"

My turn. I don't know how much of this I can take. It taunts me for hours. Makes me feel like I should just run away.

"You might as well. What good are you here? Oh sure you know a bit but you haven't came up with a plan in weeks. You can't even cook. You are absolutely useless."

I AM NOT USELESS!

"You are...well maybe not to the pureblood. You can be many uses for him. But other than to fulfill his sexual needs what good are you to him? You don't even do that right. Look at you. Big ugly hair, skin like mud, all you do is keep your silly head in a book. He doesn't love you. What would he do with a mudblood? He doesn't need you tainting his bloodline with your filthy muggle blood."

Tears start to fill my eyes. I can't believe this. I won't believe this.

"Believe it Granger. He will never love you. He will never marry you. As soon as he realizes that this trip is a bust he will be gone. He won't come back. Why would he? He can go back to Lavender Brown. She knew just how to treat him."

Please stop...

"Speaking of not coming back what of your parents? You betrayed them. Used magic on them after you promised you would never do that. You don't have the power to bring them back. And even if you do they will hate you"

No they won't !

"Oh yes they will. They will disown you. Kick you out. You will have nowhere to go. You'll be a mudblood slag on the streets."

This isn't true!? None of it is true! I don't believe it!

"Believe it. You my dear are nothing. Nothing. Nothing...