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Harry Potter and the Dark Defenses
Chapter 7 ***"You were a WHAT?"***
"You were a WHAT?"
Ron gaped at Harry, his mouth hanging open.
"I. Was. A. Death. Eater."
"This is a joke."
"No, its not."
"But…you couldn't have."
Harry sighed and leaned forward, his emerald eyes serious. He blankly said, "If you don't believe me I can show you the Dark Mark."
Ron simply gaped at him.
Harry pushed aside the urge to roll his eyes and rolled up the left sleeve of his robes, revealing the black skull with a serpent coiling its way out of its mouth on the inside of his lower arm. Ron stared at it then looked back up at Harry.
"Y-you do know that I'm an Auror now r-right?"
"Yes."
"Then you know I-I should take you in."
Harry pulled his sleeve back down and said, "I know."
There was a moment of silence until Ron said, "But I'm not."
"Why?"
"Because, you had a good reason for doing it for one thing. And for another you're my friend."
"I bet that didn't stop Aurors before."
Ron forced a smile and said, "Well I'm not."
"I'm happy to hear that."
Harry grinned and Ron returned it. He got up from the table and began to walk towards the door.
"Ron?"
Ron turned, one eyebrow arched.
Harry rose and said, "Talk to Herm. She knows."
There was a moment of silence then Ron nodded. "I will. See you later Harry. And good luck."
"Thanks Ron."
Ron smiled then turned and left the Great Hall. Harry sank back down onto the bench and sighed. He rubbed his hands over his face and said, "I hope I'm doing the right thing."
A/N: *clutches head* God, that chapter was hard to write! I couldn't think of what to do! *sigh* Anyway, next chapter'll probably be the Sorting and Harry's first class. We'll just have to see.