A/N: Okay, somebody said that Ron should be evil. Okay then. He's evil… J
Disclaimer: I do not own Ron, I do not own Voldemort or any of the characters… I JUST OWN THE UNIVERSE!
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A/N: I hope this is not too gloomy – but it is just the H/H and stuff… Oh, you'll see- it's no romance, no way… (Don't like romance too much) But read…
The Road: Part II
Yes, it is the right choice. I know it. It's no point hiding my real nature – no point being "good, nice, kind" Ron, unnoticeable Ron, sweet Ron, tag-along Ron!
I made my choice. But I will not show my real self. No, not yet… Not yet… I will wait, I will wait, I will be sweet Ron until… Time will come…
Five years later
"It had happened, my Lord, the Potters made me their secret keeper…"
Two days later
"Harry, what shall we do? What shall we do?' – Hermione was looking at Harry, and at their children – two girls – Carrie and Lynn.
"This was Ron" – Hermione thought – "How could he? How could he possibly do such thing? How could he betray Harry and me, his best friends?"
"Harry!" – she repeated
Harry was looking at her, panic in his eyes
"Time repeats itself" – he whispered, and the look in his eyes told her everything.
"Time repeats itself… Lily and James were also betrayed but their best friend… But Ron… How could he… How could he… Not Ron Weasley… Not Ron Weasley…"
"Hurry, Hermione, hurry!" – Harry flung the window open – "I will stop him!"
"Harry…"
"GO!" – and, as she jumped out of the window, he passed her Carrie and Lynn, the twins… But he never got out himself. Hermione heard a loud thud out in the room and a voice, a voice that made creeps ran down her spine.
"Run! I'll hold him!" – Harry whispered
"But Harry…" – Hermione looked into his eyes for the last time… They threw her a handful of hope, fear and pain mixed with love. He smiled at her. For the last time…
"RUN!" – And Hermione ran away, holding Lynn and Carrie close to her chest. A few dozen feet away in the wood she was, when she heard a sound, like a thunder, and the green explosion, like terrible fireworks lit the sky.
"Harry, oh, Harry…" – she whispered, tears running down her cheeks. Both girls did not cry. They knew that it was mortal danger, and any sound can give them away.
She decided that for now nothing is better than hiding. She jumped into large bush, just before the rain started, and lied there, sobbing with a grief, she knew she would not be able to bear, she would not be able to do anything about it, and time will not be able to heal this wound.
She lied there, with her two daughters, daughters who were left without a father…
It looked like Harry Potter was finally defeated.
Hermione lied there, without sleep, she knew that Voldemort was searching for them now – no, none of the Potters should live. She brought back all the memories of the last years… All the happy, sad and painful memories…
Flashback
-Hermione, I love you… - she was looking into his eyes, green, sparkling eyes, and he was smiling. No, this was like the dream, the dream coming true…
- I love you too, Harry… - she smiled back.
He gently took her head into his arms and kissed her, still smiling.
- Hermione, will you marry me after we will finish Hogwarts?
- This is in two days… - she understood what he said – Harry… I can't believe… Yes… Yes, of course… Harry – and she felt the tears of happiness stroll down her cheeks
End of the flashback
Hermione sobbed. She remembers this moment; she remembers this moment as if it was just yesterday. Lynn murmured something in her sleep – both twins were sleeping… Hermione looked at her younger twin-daughter, who looked so much like Harry…
Flashback
- "I proclaim you a wife and a husband"- Hermione looked straight into Harry's eyes.
- Hermione, I love you – he whispered softly, as he kissed her. The crowd behind them cheered.
It was the happiest day in her life. Harry and her… She finally became Hermione Granger Potter, she was finally loved back by a person who she always admired, who was always her best friend… and now, her husband… Hermione smiled, and let go off Harry.
Ron Weasley came forward and hugged them both, beaming.
End of the Flashback
Hermione remembered the face of the best man, Ronald Weasley. Was he already working for Voldemort then? Was he already planning the deaths of two innocent people in front of him? Or was he just their best friend, Ron, with whom they spent seven years of school life, shared happiness, sadness, rule-breaking, detentions, hard times, secrets… Was he the same person? Or was he one of the heart-less, cold-blooded Death Eaters – ready to betray his best friends?
The rain stopped somewhere around three o'clock at night. She heard footsteps around four. Voldemort was still searching for them.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
The spot of light fell on Hermione. Somebody was looking straight at her, somebody with red hair and freckles…
- Ron… - she gasped
He did not reply.
- Why did you do it, why, oh, Ron? – She looked at him, tears in her eyes, she understood that now – that's it – she's a goner, her daughters are, too, but why, why?
- Hermione, you will never understand. You never will. – He whispered.
- Ron, why, why? Harry… me… Lynn… Carrie… - Hermione sobbed
- Lynn? Carrie? – Ron looked surprised at these two names
- My daughters – twins… Ron, they do not deserve it… Ron, they do not deserve being without a father… they do not deserve death… Ron…
- Hermione, look, I am sorry, but I have to kill you.
- Because these are the orders from your master, isn't it, Ron? – Hermione had nothing more to loose.
- I have no orders from anybody! I live to myself! I was a shadow when I went to Hogwarts, yes, I was – a shadow of famous Harry Potter…
- Harry? Harry? – Hermione felt tears ran down her face again, even if she didn't want them to… - Harry…
- Hermione… I am no longer a shadow… Hermione, you shall understand me… - Ron looked hesitating
- Ron! Don't be like Petegrew… You know you're like Sirius – you know you couldn't betray your friends, oh, why, Ron, why?
- I am not like Petegrew, Hermione, and you know that! – Ron hissed – You know that! Hermione, I am not some kind of weak, helpless…
- Yes you are, Ron! You betrayed your best friends, Ron! Ron! Your BEST friends! – She looked at him, with a pain in her eyes – And now… Lynn… Carrie…
- I've got real friends now… Real friends… - Ron murmured
- No, no! You don't have friends now, Ron, they're not your friends… Remember… When we were at Hogwarts, Ron! You betrayed Harry and me, you betrayed us for some sort of freaked out idiot and a bunch of rotten pieces of flesh under the cloaks. You betrayed us for nothing, Ron! For NOTHING! – Hermione was now furious, tears running down her eyes, without her controlling them.
- Hermione…
- I know I shall die now! Yes, I know! I know you betrayed us, but now you should listen to me. For once. Before I die. Ron, you will regret what you did! I know you would – I hate you, Ron! I hate you for what you did! I hate you for becoming who you are! I hate you! – And Hermione buried her face, wet with tears in Carrie's dark hair. Lynn rose her piercing green eyes. Ron saw in them, something that made him remember his own self, his own old self. He stepped aside from the bush.
- They're not here, my Lord! – He said, as he strode off towards the house, which was now empty…
A/N: This is it for today, people, I'm evil, am I not… I can't believe I wrote it, I feel really sad now… Well, Ron is not COMPLETELY hopeless, is he? Review, guys – next part depends on you! J Melamorie