Ron's Hand: Part Four

Ron's Hand: Part Four

Author's Note: To all of you who are asking, you will not know what happens to Ron until, uhhh (glances at Lottie) well, to be truthful, even we don't know were he is. (Looks sheepish) sorry… Well, you won't know until we know. To continue, we love the great (but few) reviews that we have been getting, cuz you are all so nice to our very first story. Yep. Very first. Are you shocked? Amazed? No? Ah, well, never mind… On with the story!

Percy walked quickly up the steps of the Head Office of the Ministry of Magic. No matter what some people said, he did care about his family, and his wife, for that matter.

He walked up to the secretary, who's job it was never to forget a name, but wasn't very good at her job, and said "Hello, Cindy."

"Hello, er, um, crap! What is your name, again?"

"Percy, as in Percy Weasley."

"Oh yea! Author's kid! What's your business?"

"I have a missing person to report."

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Charlie walked into the Three Broomsticks, and straight to Madame Rosemerta.

"Hi, Charlie! The usual?"

"No, ma'am, I just need to ask you, have you seen Ron lately?"

"Yes, actually. Just tonight."

Charlie's heart seemed to skip a beat. "Was he with anyone?"

"Uhh, yea. A really pale girl with dark hair." She giggled. "I think that he proposed!"

It was as if one of those muggle movies had been placed in front of Charlie's eyes. He saw Ron proposing, Fiona refusing, and then Ron going off and killing himself. Ron was that kind of person.

He was inwardly screaming "no!" but he calmly asked, "And then what happened?"

"Oh, she giggled, and they both left and went outside. All of that romantic stuff. I am sure that you don't want to hear about it. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"No. Thanks a lot. Bye."

Charlie walked out of the Three Broomsticks. He knew just what had happened, and his blood was boiling.

So he had done it. He had eloped. The person he was most worried about was his mother. She had so looked forward to planning his wedding. The nerve of him! But, as he was walking around, fuming, one thought kept resurfacing in his mind: Why was Ron's hand on Mortal Peril?

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Fred was flipping through the phone book, totally pointlessly. He didn't know what Phoebe or whats-her-name's last name was, so he didn't know were to look, or who to call. He was flipping merely to keep busy.

Ginny was watching him. "What?" he snapped at her.

"You don't even know her name, do you?" She came over. "I've been thinking lately-" ("Heaven Forbid" muttered Fred.) "-And I think that there must be something wrong with Fiona, or Ron would have brought her home for us to meet."

"Well, after the interrogation Mum gave the last five girls, I can see his point."

Ginny let a smile escape her. The twin could do that to you, even in an emergency.

"Okay, so maybe her possible oddity is not the main reason that he didn't let us meet her, but still… I wonder if even Ron knows her last name?"

"I doubt it. Ron never thinks to ask silly questions like that. Or-" He said, grinning evilly "she's a Malfoy!"

Ginny gave him a cold look. "Be serious, Fred. I think there's probably something strange about her."

"Well, all of our questions could be answered if we could just find her!" he said, slamming the phone book down. " I give up! Let's just wait for everyone else to get back!"

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I think that Charlie is a little messed up, don't you? (Hee-hee) You know that I had to make someone look stupid… And don't get me wrong! I love Charlie! He just seems like the right person to get confused… It could have been Percy, but he would have looked odd in the Forbidden Forest...J On a different note, the rest of the story needs to be worked on, which I will do right after I post this.

LOL

~Melanie

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