Chapter 7

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.

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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.

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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.

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