Chapter
7
Dumbledore
walked briskly down the hallway. He entered the Staff Room.
"Ahh,
Minny, we need to go to the Burrow right away! We are going to conduct a search
for Ron and Hermione."
"Oh. Okay…"
and with that they apparated to the Burrow.
***
Fiona trudged
with dragging feet for the dungeon where Ron was. She heard a noise and looked
down. She screamed, as a rat scuttled by. Then it transformed into a person. It
was Peter Pettigrew. She hated Pettigrew even more than Voldermort.
Though she hated him too.
"Hello,"
said Wormtail in an unwelcome voice.
"Hello,"
Fiona replied, as politely as she could, then started to walk faster.
"Where
are you going?" Pettigrew tested, "You wouldn't happen to be going to
your dearest fiancée, Ron would you?"
"Maybe,
maybe not," she replied.
"Well, I
was watching him earlier and he's got his eyes on that Hermone- Hercules-
whatever her name is!"
"No!!"
said Fiona, knowing her Ron wouldn't cheat on her.
Peter smiled
a satisfactory smile, "Well, you know, you did almost break his face in
half!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Fiona
stumbled. She had never thought of that before. "Go away Peter!! I
don't need you worrying me!!"
"Ahh, so
I am bothering you! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Fiona was so
mad she couldn't keep control. She grabbed her wand and performed the Cruciatus
Curse, knowing Wormtail didn't have a wand. Peter quickly transformed back into
a rat and scuttled away.
"Good!"
Fiona said aloud. Then continued her way down the dark hallway.
***
Ron woke back
up, still in the dungeon. He knew he had woken up for a reason. He reached up
to touch his face and it was wet.
"Huh?!"
he said, "Have I been drooling?" He heard a short, quick laugh.
"Nope.
I'm washing your face, Ronny."
"Fiona?"
"What?"
"What
are doing here?"
"Shhh...
She said no answering.
"Fiona,"
Ron said pushing her hand away. "I'm not going to stay in the dark about
this and just let you baby me. What is going on?"
She sighed,
"I really can't tell you Ronald."
"Why?"
"Because
he'd probably kill me."
"He?"
"Voldermort."
Ron had long
ago stopped the habit of flinching at the name, and it was a good thing too.
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"
"Voldermort."
"Whatever.
So, you're a Death Eater?"
"Of
sorts." She reached up to dry his face, but he shrank back from her touch.
"So…"
he said shakily, "All of this time we were dating, you were just
pretending to like me?"
"At
first, but then I really did fall in love with you."
"And I
am just supposed to buy that without question?" Ron couldn't believe it,
but Fiona looked sincerely hurt.
"Well, I
had rather hoped, but I can see why not…" She reached up to finger a
golden chain around her neck, and Ron noticed that his engagement ring was on
it. She noticed that he was looking, and smiled weakly. "See? I still wear
the ring."
Ron glanced
up to look at her face, but instead met her eyes. All of the doubt in his mind
fled the minute that their eyes met. Their faces moved together. Fiona's lips
had just brushed Ron's when Hermione woke up.
Hermione gave
a small squeal, "Why Ron, who's this?"
"I
think the Imperius curse whacked her out a bit. Just play along." Ron
whispered to Fiona. She nodded. "Hermione, this is Fiona, my fiancée,
Fiona, this is Hermione."
"Ron,
you never told me you were engaged!"
"Well, I
am."
"That's
nice. I'm still tired, so can I go back to sleep?" She didn't wait for permission,
just put her head back down.
Fiona shook
her head, "Her head is still fine, as far as I know, but she is still
under the Imperius Curse."
"Who
made you the expert?"
"Death
Eater, remember?"
"Oh,
yeah."
"You
pick it up as you go." She picked the cloth to dry off Ron's face up off
her knees. She lovingly began to dry the rest of his face. "Ouch!" said
Ron as her gentle fingers fell on his bruise. "You hit hard, you know
that?"
"Sorry."
She pulled out her wand, pointed it at Ron and muttered something. His pain
subsided. "That should take care of the pain, but I can't get rid of the
bruise."
"Thanks."
"Welcome."
She reached up to touch his face. Once again, their lips drew together, this
time completely.
***
