Chapter 2
LAST CHAPTER: Malfoy (we all remember him right, he was the dumbass who tried to kill our Ron), well he is Azkaban. Ron is
having recurring dreams about the night he almost died.
DICLAIMER: not mine
A/N: What up peeps. I am so tired. but, you need up dates, so here goes
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Ron rubbed his eyes and tried not to fall asleep in his plate full of eggs. He had thought about going to Madam Pomfrey to
get some dreamless sleep potion, but he was still holding onto the hope that the dreams would stop soon, and he would go back
to his regular sleeping patterns.
"You ok Ron?" Hermione asked, concerned. He loved the way that Hermione cared for him, always asking if he was ok. He still
felt guilty about so many things that had happened on that night, so he was yet to tell her about the dreams.
"I am fine, I just need to get a lot more sleep that I have been getting" He explained.
"Why haven't you been getting any sleep?" Hermione asked
"Umm..." He began, he didn't want to tell her about the dreams, he didn't want her to worry.
"I was talking quidditch with him again" Harry jumped in. He was the only one who knew about the dreams.
"Harry, you know you shouldn't do that, you both need to get heaps of sleep so that you can work well in your studies"
Hermione lectured. Ron and harry shot each other knowing looks. Rons hand shot up and clamped itself over her mouth.
Hermione continued to talk into the palm of his hand.
"What is she lecturing about today?" ginny asked as she sat beside Harry and watched Hermione talk.
"How important it is to get sleep" Harry smiled.
"Ouch" Ron exclaimed and shook his hand.
"What happened?" Ginny asked
"The little witch bit me" Ron exclaimed, Hermione smiled proudly.
"Well, it's your own fault" Hermione replied.
"Well, that it the last time I ever put a part of my body any where near your mouth" Ron muttered. Harry roared with laughter
and Hermione turned bright red. Ginny just shook her head at her brother.
"What?...No, I didn't mean it like that you sick people!" Ron exclaimed as his face turned a brighter red than Hermione's.
He burried his head in his hand and begged for the embarrasment to go away.
"Mr Weasley?" Dumbledore's voice broke into his embarrasment.
"With all due respect professor, I think I would just like to crawl under the table and die" Ron groaned, Dumbledore looked
amused, Harry had finally stopped laughing.
"Mr Weasley, I have some news for you" He stated, Ron hesitantly lifted his head from his hands and looked at the old man.
"Yes Professor?" Ron asked
"Malfoy's trial has been brought forward, the day after tomorrow. You and I shall be port keying to witness it" Dumbledore
told him. Ron didn't know what to say, he had mixed feelings about the trial.
"What about the rest of us sir, can we come to the trial?' Harry asked
"No, sorry Harry, Ron must go by himself, Hermione may be called on to testify, in which case I will come back to collect her,
but, no one else" Dumbledore said pointedly to Harry and Ginny.
"Will I have to say anything?" Ron asked
"You may be asked to recount the events of that night, but otherwise, you and I are just there to observe" Dumbledore
explained. Ron's hand began to shake nervously, Hermione clasped her hand over his. He looked at her greatfully.
"Thank you Professor" Hermione smiled. Dumbledore nodded and walked away.
"Well, this is a good thing, right?" Ginny asked, Ron nodded silently.
"Are you ok?" Hermione asked, tighting her grip on his hand reassuringly.
"Do you want to take a walk?" He asked
"Sure" She stood and they left the great hall together.
*****
He paced two steps across and then changed directing, pacing two steps along ways. His cell was so small. He needed more
space. he needed more room to breathe.
"Good news son" The voice cut into his pacing. Malfoy looked towards the door of his cell. His father stood there.
"Father?" He asked, he couldn't believe that it was really him. This was the first time Lucius had been to visit him..
"Yes son, I come with news" Lucius began. He stayed close to the door.
"And what news would that be Father?" Malfoy asked
"Your trial, I pulled a few strings, threw around a few harsh words and they have agreed to bring it forward. If I get my way
son, and you know I always do, you will be out of here by the end of the week" Lucius informed Draco who was smiling in the
limited moonlight.
"That is great" Draco exclaimed
"Not so fast Kid, you still got caught, didn't you? You brought light to the death eaters, there are many people out there
who want you dead." Lucius stated calmly.
"But you'll pull some more strings right? You'll make sure I am safe once I am out of this hell hole, right Father?" Malfoy
asked.
"I don't know son, I dont belive you deserve it, you were the salvation of the death eaters, and then you got caught" Lucius
began
"What? You mean you wont save your own son?" He asked
"You know where my loyalties lie, the dark lord is not happy with you. I am lucky that I have not been killed yet." Lucius
explained.
"Are you crazy, I am your son" Draco yelled.
"And you are a disgrace, to me, to the death eaters and to lord Voldemort...Death before Dishonour son" he stated before
striding out of the cell.
"Yeah, death of your son before your own dishonour" Malfoy screamed after him.
*****
They walked along the perimeter of the forest silently. Neither of them had said any thing since leaving the great hall.
"Ron, say some thing, tell me what's going on with you?" Hermione asked
"The trial, it has been brought forward" he told her.
"Yes, I heard that" Hermione smiled. She stopped walking and turned to face him. He was looking at the ground. Hermione
reached for his chin, pushing it up so they were looking eye to eye. A tear left his eyes and ran slowly down his cheek.
Hermione wiped it off before it had a chance to drop off of his chin.
"I am sorry about this, I dont know why I am crying" Ron joked and wiped his eyes roughly.
"Ron, Sweetheart, you know you can tell me what's going on" Hermione told him.
"I am going to have to face him again Mione" Ron whispered
"Who? Malfoy?" Hermione asked
"I dont want to see him again" Ron cried into her shoulder.
"Babe, tell me whats wrong" She whispered and sat him down on the grass, she sat beside him.
"After that night, I ve been trying not to think about it...I have been joking and laughing like it never happened but it
still haunts me" Ron explained "Ive been having dreams, every night, the same dreams, I am in the room, and you have just
left, but each time in the dream, it hits me, he kills me, and then you come back, and I can hear you crying. I dont want to
face this...i dont want to go there alone"
"You are not alone, Dumbledore will be there, and I may have to go with you...It is ok" Hermione whispered, rocking him in
her arms.
"i am sorry Hermione, I am crying all over you" He joked
"Well, I have cried all over you this year, it is a great change" she replied
"Thanks for this Mione, thanks for understanding" Ron added
"You need time to completely get through this, I will be there for you" Hermione whispered
"Good, I am going to need you" He told her
"I love you Ron, just always remember that" Hermione whispered, then kissed his cheek.
"I love you to"
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RON HAS POST TRUAMATIC STRESS SYNDROME (JUST INCASE YOU DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT)
Anyway, I will update soon.
LAST CHAPTER: Malfoy (we all remember him right, he was the dumbass who tried to kill our Ron), well he is Azkaban. Ron is
having recurring dreams about the night he almost died.
DICLAIMER: not mine
A/N: What up peeps. I am so tired. but, you need up dates, so here goes
********************
Ron rubbed his eyes and tried not to fall asleep in his plate full of eggs. He had thought about going to Madam Pomfrey to
get some dreamless sleep potion, but he was still holding onto the hope that the dreams would stop soon, and he would go back
to his regular sleeping patterns.
"You ok Ron?" Hermione asked, concerned. He loved the way that Hermione cared for him, always asking if he was ok. He still
felt guilty about so many things that had happened on that night, so he was yet to tell her about the dreams.
"I am fine, I just need to get a lot more sleep that I have been getting" He explained.
"Why haven't you been getting any sleep?" Hermione asked
"Umm..." He began, he didn't want to tell her about the dreams, he didn't want her to worry.
"I was talking quidditch with him again" Harry jumped in. He was the only one who knew about the dreams.
"Harry, you know you shouldn't do that, you both need to get heaps of sleep so that you can work well in your studies"
Hermione lectured. Ron and harry shot each other knowing looks. Rons hand shot up and clamped itself over her mouth.
Hermione continued to talk into the palm of his hand.
"What is she lecturing about today?" ginny asked as she sat beside Harry and watched Hermione talk.
"How important it is to get sleep" Harry smiled.
"Ouch" Ron exclaimed and shook his hand.
"What happened?" Ginny asked
"The little witch bit me" Ron exclaimed, Hermione smiled proudly.
"Well, it's your own fault" Hermione replied.
"Well, that it the last time I ever put a part of my body any where near your mouth" Ron muttered. Harry roared with laughter
and Hermione turned bright red. Ginny just shook her head at her brother.
"What?...No, I didn't mean it like that you sick people!" Ron exclaimed as his face turned a brighter red than Hermione's.
He burried his head in his hand and begged for the embarrasment to go away.
"Mr Weasley?" Dumbledore's voice broke into his embarrasment.
"With all due respect professor, I think I would just like to crawl under the table and die" Ron groaned, Dumbledore looked
amused, Harry had finally stopped laughing.
"Mr Weasley, I have some news for you" He stated, Ron hesitantly lifted his head from his hands and looked at the old man.
"Yes Professor?" Ron asked
"Malfoy's trial has been brought forward, the day after tomorrow. You and I shall be port keying to witness it" Dumbledore
told him. Ron didn't know what to say, he had mixed feelings about the trial.
"What about the rest of us sir, can we come to the trial?' Harry asked
"No, sorry Harry, Ron must go by himself, Hermione may be called on to testify, in which case I will come back to collect her,
but, no one else" Dumbledore said pointedly to Harry and Ginny.
"Will I have to say anything?" Ron asked
"You may be asked to recount the events of that night, but otherwise, you and I are just there to observe" Dumbledore
explained. Ron's hand began to shake nervously, Hermione clasped her hand over his. He looked at her greatfully.
"Thank you Professor" Hermione smiled. Dumbledore nodded and walked away.
"Well, this is a good thing, right?" Ginny asked, Ron nodded silently.
"Are you ok?" Hermione asked, tighting her grip on his hand reassuringly.
"Do you want to take a walk?" He asked
"Sure" She stood and they left the great hall together.
*****
He paced two steps across and then changed directing, pacing two steps along ways. His cell was so small. He needed more
space. he needed more room to breathe.
"Good news son" The voice cut into his pacing. Malfoy looked towards the door of his cell. His father stood there.
"Father?" He asked, he couldn't believe that it was really him. This was the first time Lucius had been to visit him..
"Yes son, I come with news" Lucius began. He stayed close to the door.
"And what news would that be Father?" Malfoy asked
"Your trial, I pulled a few strings, threw around a few harsh words and they have agreed to bring it forward. If I get my way
son, and you know I always do, you will be out of here by the end of the week" Lucius informed Draco who was smiling in the
limited moonlight.
"That is great" Draco exclaimed
"Not so fast Kid, you still got caught, didn't you? You brought light to the death eaters, there are many people out there
who want you dead." Lucius stated calmly.
"But you'll pull some more strings right? You'll make sure I am safe once I am out of this hell hole, right Father?" Malfoy
asked.
"I don't know son, I dont belive you deserve it, you were the salvation of the death eaters, and then you got caught" Lucius
began
"What? You mean you wont save your own son?" He asked
"You know where my loyalties lie, the dark lord is not happy with you. I am lucky that I have not been killed yet." Lucius
explained.
"Are you crazy, I am your son" Draco yelled.
"And you are a disgrace, to me, to the death eaters and to lord Voldemort...Death before Dishonour son" he stated before
striding out of the cell.
"Yeah, death of your son before your own dishonour" Malfoy screamed after him.
*****
They walked along the perimeter of the forest silently. Neither of them had said any thing since leaving the great hall.
"Ron, say some thing, tell me what's going on with you?" Hermione asked
"The trial, it has been brought forward" he told her.
"Yes, I heard that" Hermione smiled. She stopped walking and turned to face him. He was looking at the ground. Hermione
reached for his chin, pushing it up so they were looking eye to eye. A tear left his eyes and ran slowly down his cheek.
Hermione wiped it off before it had a chance to drop off of his chin.
"I am sorry about this, I dont know why I am crying" Ron joked and wiped his eyes roughly.
"Ron, Sweetheart, you know you can tell me what's going on" Hermione told him.
"I am going to have to face him again Mione" Ron whispered
"Who? Malfoy?" Hermione asked
"I dont want to see him again" Ron cried into her shoulder.
"Babe, tell me whats wrong" She whispered and sat him down on the grass, she sat beside him.
"After that night, I ve been trying not to think about it...I have been joking and laughing like it never happened but it
still haunts me" Ron explained "Ive been having dreams, every night, the same dreams, I am in the room, and you have just
left, but each time in the dream, it hits me, he kills me, and then you come back, and I can hear you crying. I dont want to
face this...i dont want to go there alone"
"You are not alone, Dumbledore will be there, and I may have to go with you...It is ok" Hermione whispered, rocking him in
her arms.
"i am sorry Hermione, I am crying all over you" He joked
"Well, I have cried all over you this year, it is a great change" she replied
"Thanks for this Mione, thanks for understanding" Ron added
"You need time to completely get through this, I will be there for you" Hermione whispered
"Good, I am going to need you" He told her
"I love you Ron, just always remember that" Hermione whispered, then kissed his cheek.
"I love you to"
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RON HAS POST TRUAMATIC STRESS SYNDROME (JUST INCASE YOU DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT)
Anyway, I will update soon.