Whispers Of Truth
Chapter 10: The Bonded Path Pt.2
Harry stopping suddenly startled Ron, he too stopped and looked at his friend, a quick glance at the Priestess told him that they either didn't notice the two no longer following them or they did, and just kept going; disappearing beyond the tree line.
"It is fine" Harry said to the boy, then he is silent as he looked around the forest, smiling when he heard a familiar hoot among the chirping of the birds.
"Harry, I know this is probably kind of a late and all, but what is going on?" Ron asked after a moment.
"The door to the Path of Truth, is finally ready to be open" Harry said, "and you, if you are willing to accept your Path, will lead everyone through that door."
"I don't understand" Ron admitted.
Harry smiled, "Men often don't." he then looked "in the clearing beyond these trees, is your Path. A Path of leadership, and hopefully long peace"
"You said: hopefully. You don't think I can do…whatever it is" Ron said, the….something he had felt earlier becoming stronger.
"Nothing is certain, Paths are many." Harry answered, "however, whatever Path you choose, will change the Wizarding World, for good or for bad."
Ron squirmed in place, very much confused with just….everything.
"However, you will not walk the Path alone. Family, friends, and allies will walk it with you."
Ron thought over his friend's words before speaking, "Are you one of those Friends?" he asked.
Harry just smiled and turned to the tree line, "I am what I'm needed to be" he said softly, "just like everything else in the world"
Ron frowned at the vague answer, and even more at his friend's behavior, which now that he was seeing more of it. Felt familiar, a deep gut kind of familiar, like he had seen it before. But he couldn't remember where.
"Harry" he said after a while, "what are you trying to do?"
Harry turned back to him, the red-head shivered when his eyes locked onto his friend's green ones. There was something within them, that was horrifying but nothing he had to worry about.
"I am bringing Truth"
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When Weasley finally arrived in the clearing with Harry, Draco is surprised at the intense emotions that hit him, and he's not sure how to feel about that. Even though he had expected that his destiny was entwined with Weasley's.
"Don't worry"
Draco looked over his shoulder at Merlin, who was smiling at him, "I felt the same way the first time around"
"How did you coop?" Draco asked
"A lot of name calling, and thrown things" Merlin chuckled, "but most importantly, I learned, watched, and saw. And with those things, my heart knew without a doubt, that he was the man I would follow"
"Harry?"
Draco looked back at Weasley who was looking at Harry with wide eyes.
It probably had something to do with the dragons curled around Hermione and the boy's brothers. Or maybe it was seeing Severus, Fenrir, Draco's parents and well…everyone in the clearing.
Harry smiled and turned to look at what was in the middle of all of them, "Take thy sword in hand, and destiny unfolds. Take thy destiny in hand, and follow the path of old. Follow the path of old, to path untold. For father, brother, man is waiting for your destined hand to hold."
"…..I have no idea what that means"
"Take the sword"
Weasley looked back at the sword, then back at Harry who waited. Weasley then turned his attention everyone else, only to turn red under the attention and look away.
"Take the sword"
Weasley locked eyes with Harry, then after gulping, he went over to the sword in the stone; he wrapped his hand around the handle.
"Are you—"
"Take the sword"
Tightening his grip, Weasley took a deep breath and pulled.
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"….Wow" Ron breathed
"I agree"
Ron jumped and looked away from the freed sword in his hand to the one who spoke, he was tall and handsome. Blonde hair and amazing blue eyes, he was dressed in regal armor and a red cape.
"Wait—where is Harry and everyone else?"
They were still in the clearing, but everyone else but the man and Ron were gone.
"It's alright" the man smiled as he came closer to the boy.
It's then that Ron got a real good look at the armor, he looked back at the man's face as it finally hit him who he was exactly talking to.
"I—You—This is your—"
Arthur, King of Camelot, blinked when Excalibur was shoved at him. Years of horned training, had him holding the sword before it fell to the ground, and then found himself looking down at the boy kneeling at his feet.
"There's no need for that" Arthur said as he placed the sword in one hand, "here, up"
Arthur took hold of Ron's arm and pulled up to his feet, "There, better"
"What's going on?"
Arthur smiled, "Destiny is happening, you Ronald Weasley, are my heir. And the one who will lead the Wizarding World into a golden age of hopeful peace"
"Me?!"
Arthur nodded.
"But, how can I be your heir? And the legend says that—"
"When Albion is in need, I will rise again: I'm aware, and I am. Just through you, like I said, you are my heir."
"What is going on?" Ron finally said, "I mean—"
"The Wizarding World is not doing well, and your friend Harry has been chosen to fix it. And he is, though it's through you and your friends. He is who we call the Chosen, the one who knows and understands Truth, and thus guides us."
"And I—"
"Yes"
"But—"
"You won't be alone, you'll have Harry there….more or less, along with Hermione. And most importantly, Draco"
"Malfoy, why would him being—"
Ron stumbled back when flashes suddenly flickered right before his eyes, when they were done, he had a massive headache; but he understood.
It didn't make it any better.
"Alright?"
"Yeah, that was weird…but I get it now. Scared to death, but I get it"
Arthur held out the handle of Excalibur, "Now that you do, will you accept it?"
"What if I don't?"
"Then you don't"
"Can't be that simple"
"Sometimes it is"
Ron looked back at the handle, if he took this handle then he would be accepting something so much bigger than himself and everything he's ever known. He would be leading people, guiding them.
"I can't even get my Mum to listen to me for a moment"
"You can learn, if you're willing. That's the key."
With suddenly wet palm, and a whole lot of hesitation and fear, Ron took the handle.
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"Long live the King!"
"Long live the King!"
"Long live the King!"
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