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Chapter 54: Lost

Ron's POV

I should have never left.

I've been bouncing around from place to place looking for Harry and Hermione. I lost track of them after I disapparated.

*START FLASHBACK*

I had been gone for a couple of hours. I had apparated to the town that was near my home. The Burrow. Mum and Dad were mere miles away. I could pop in. Say hello. Get some of mum's cooking and bring it back to them. They would like it.

They would also hate me even more for it. That I got to have the comforts of home when they had no home to go to.

I had a bit of muggle money so I used it to buy a few food items. I then disapparated to a wizarding town nearby that I knew of that had a candy store. I picked up a few sugar quills for Hermione and a couple chocolate frogs for Harry. The things I do to get on my friends good sides.

I disapparated about a few miles away from the spot where I knew the tent was just in case someone was watching. And sure enough after taking a few steps I was surrounded by Snatchers.

"Well well what have we here? said the one on the right of me.

I looked around quick for an opening to run.

There wasn't any.

Oi red, what's your name?

Think fast Ron!

"Stan. Stan Shunpike."

The men eyed me closely.

"I know that name. Sounds vaguely familiar." said a man behind me.

"You a muggle?" said the man to my right.

"No. Pureblood. Ask anyone"

"We'll see about that" said a haunting voice that I knew belonged to Greyback, the werewolf that had fucked up Bill's face.

He leaned in close to my face. I could smell his breath. Smelled like death and vomit. He sniffed me as if he were a dog.

Well...he is a wolf after all...

"His blood smells pure" he said "but I don't think he is who he says he is. This is a student. Why aren't you at Hogwarts red?"

"Decided it wasn't for me. Can you get out of my face now?"

He took me by my throat and slammed me against the closest tree. I struggled to breathe and I was seeing spots

"Greyback! Back off!" yelled one of the men.

He dropped me on to the ground. The man who spoke pointed his wand at me and the next thing I knew I was being tied up by heavy ropes and being dragged through the words.

They took me to a shed not far from where they found me. They threw me in a corner and then debated on if they should turn me in or not. Apparently they have been rounding up muggleborns and taking them to the ministry for profit. They couldn't do much with me because I was a pureblood, but they figured they could get somewhat of a price due to me being 'a pretty boy redheaded brat that needed to be at school'.

I stayed in the corner quietly wriggling to get loose. It seemed like hours and I was growing tired when finally the ropes fell off of me. They heard the ropes drop and they tried to attack me but I ran and snatched one of their wands up from the table (idiots) and disarmed two of them, taking their wands into my possession. I then threw up a shield and ran out the door as fast as I could. I disapparated far away from there to a farm that we had visited while walking one day and slept there.

When I returned to the spot where the tent was supposed to be the next morning it was gone. They were gone. Hermione was gone. The only thing that was left was Hermione's scarf tied around a tree. I knew without a doubt that she left that there for me. But I had no idea where to find them.

*END FLASHBACK*

It had been getting a lot colder than I could endure so I had decided to go to the only place that I knew no one would hassle me.

Bill and Fleur's. Shell Cottage.

I closed my eyes and apparated. Next thing I heard was seagulls and waves crashing on the beach. I opened my eyes and seen the ocean. I hated that it was a nice day despite the weather. Hermione loves the ocean. She would have loved this.

I go to the cottage and knock on the door.

"Who iz it?" a heavy French accent said.

"Fleur, its Ron. Can you please open up?"

I heard quick and heavy footsteps rub towards the door.

"Ron?" a man's voice said. Bill's voice.

"Bill let me in."

"Wait. Answer this question."

"Bill, it's fucking cold!'

"ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION! When you were 5 what did the twins turn your teddy into?"

I rolled my eyes. "A fucking spider can you please let me in before I freeze off my bollocks?!"

The door opened and Bill snatched me in and hugged me. He let go and then Fleur took my head and pushed it side to side and she kissed me on both cheeks.

"Have you any clue how fucking worried we have been about you? We got used to seeing that dog bounce into Mum's house and then for months nothing!"

"I'm sorry. It's been a lot going on"

"Wait." said Fleur. Where iz 'Arry and 'Ermione?"

I put my head down.

"We got into an argument Harry and I. I had left to blow off some steam and I got captured by Snatchers. Greyback was one of them. They held me for a long time and I managed to get free and when I went back to find them, they were gone... I left them. My best mates and I left them..."

Bill patted my back. "You wasn't trying to. That's the important thing."

"I went looking everywhere for them for weeks. I didn't know where to turn so I came here. I knew if I went home Mum would have my ass. Don't tell her I'm here."

Bill looked shocked. "Ronnie I gotta tell her something"

"You don't have to tell her shit! Just...sorry...please. Don't. "

Bill looked as if he was about to scold me. But then he softened. "Fine. I won't. I'm glad to see you. And I'm glad you're okay. Stay as long as you need to. You look sick and hungry as hell"

"Yeah surviving off mushrooms and rabbits will do that to you"

"Oh no" said Fleur hopping up and running to the kitchen. "You need nourishment and fast. I will find zumthing for you. I 'ave a few of Molly's cookbooks."

As she went and cooked whatever she could find Bill got out the chessboard and made me play wizard's chess.

For awhile I didn't say anything but chess moves. But finally I felt like I needed to talk.

"I promised her Bill. I promised her I would come right back."

"You tried. I'm sure when you find them and tell them what happened she will forgive you."

"No she won't. She begged me not to leave. I told her I would come right back. And it's been at least a damn month. Would you forgive Fleur if she did that to you?"

"Of course, she's my wife."

"Bad example. Me and Hermione aren't married. We aren't even together. And I bet I fucked up my chances royally now" I said as I watched my queen take Bill's rook.

"Good move Ronnie, you're getting better. True she is my wife but Hermione cares a lot about you. Hell she has put up with your shit since you guys were 11, especially 4th year and 6th. She will forgive you. May take some time but she will. Just don't pressure her to. Let her take her time. Even if it's weeks, months, years, or mere minutes."

"I hope you're right, Bill."

"Course I am Ronnie I'm always right. Stay here until you get your strength back and then go find them."

Fleur cooked a lot of Mum's dishes. I felt guilty as I enjoyed all the food she made. I told Fleur the day I leave to make something big for Harry and Hermione that I could take them.

Bill showed me to a room and gave me some pajamas of his (that almost swallowed me when a long time ago they would have fit me perfectly) to wear for the night. Fleur took my clothes and said she would wash them properly.

I laid down in a soft bed and felt even more bad because the others were sleeping on a thin mattress.

I'll find them. I won't rest until I do.