Ice Water
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Dis: No, I don't own Harry Potter period.
A/N: Yay! I finally got some flames for my work! Actually just one. ^_^ *roasts marshmellows with the flame* Nummy...Anyways, Ron might stay evil or something may happen, depends on my brain really, which...Isn't very reliable at the best of times! ^^' Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chappie!
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Ron broke into a fast pace as he walked past the village, his eyes stinging slightly. He paused as he heard the sound of running footsteps crunching against the rocks behind him. Turning around, Ron's eyes narrowed nastily. "What do you want?" Ginny's eyes widened as she clasped her hands tightly on her chest, her eyes filling with small tears. "I-I just..." Ginny broke into quiet sobbing as Ron watched her, not moving. "Stop wasting my time, Ginny! I've got more important things to do!" Ron snapped, his face a light purple. "R-Ron...P-Please...Don't do this..." Ginny whimpered, falling to her knees weakly, looking frightened and hurt. "No, I've had enough of this crap! You don't understand! All my life I've been thrown aside, do you know what that feels like?!" Ginny shook her head, shaking slightly as Ron's voice rose in anger and hurt. Swallowing hard, Ron continued, "Exactly, none of you do! This my chance to be somebody Ginny, and not you, or anyone else is going to take that chance away from me!"
Ginny gave a small wail as Ron started to walk off again, her face buried behind her fingers as warm tears seeped into her jacket sleeve. "Ron! Please!" She suddenly yelped, taking herself, and Ron, by surprise. "I don't want to lose you, I love you, Ron!" Ron stopped in his tracks, painful tears stinging his already pink eyes. "You're the only one that ever listened to me, please...I don't want to lose you to..." Ginny drew a shuddering breath, "...Voldemort. Please come back."
"You've already lost me Ginny, just accept it." And with that Ron turned his back on her one last time, Ginny watching his retreating shillouette. Getting up slowly and shakily, Ginny dusted off her bruised and muddy knees. "If you think becoming a Death Eater will make you someone, you're wrong!" Ginny called after him, still white as she tightened her jacket belt around herself.
Coming to a clearing in the dense woods, Ron looked around and heaved a heavy sigh. Almost collapsing underneath a large tree, he looked around. He had no idea where he was, but he didn't care. Leaning back against the tree, he watched a few birds fly past the treetops. "If only they knew..." Ron muttered loudly with a hint of malice in his voice. "They have no idea of what..." Suddenly Ron cut off as he heard a twig snap above him. Looking up quickly, he saw a short, teenage girl squatting on a flimsy looking branch. "What's wrong?" She asked quietly, her large, blue eyes showing concern as she clambered down closer to him, branch by branch. "Nothing." Ron answered sharply as he looked away from her.
The girl leapt down onto the ground almost silently, landing on her hands and feet cat-like. Ron soon noticed that she wasn't an ordinary girl at a second glance. She had long, copper-coloured hair which was long and wavy, elf-like ears and she wore nothing but a tiny scrap of fur for a short dress. She stood up, still looking at him worriedly. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything. I just want to know what's wrong...Maybe I can help." The girl said quietly, her hands clasping nervously. Ron sighed and looked back up at her before looking at the ground. "There's no way you can help me, so it doesn't matter." He replied quietly, any anger in his voice now disappearing.
"I'm Krystal, who are you?" The girl asked, moving a little closer to him. Ron looked back up to her and smiled a little.
"I'm Ron...What are you doing all the way out here?" Krystal smiled back, her blue eyes twinkling in the ray of sun coming through the trees. "I live out here...I ran away when I was ten. My parents didn't think I was serious, but I was. It's strange for someone from the village to come out this far..." She hinted.
"Yeah...Well...I guess I ran away too." Ron sighed, resting his head in his hands.
"You guess?" Krystal looked confused, looking at him as she sat down.
"I ran away...But...I don't know if I was running away from a dream or a nightmare...If you know what I mean."
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A/N: Please reveiw! Thanks!
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Dis: No, I don't own Harry Potter period.
A/N: Yay! I finally got some flames for my work! Actually just one. ^_^ *roasts marshmellows with the flame* Nummy...Anyways, Ron might stay evil or something may happen, depends on my brain really, which...Isn't very reliable at the best of times! ^^' Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chappie!
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Ron broke into a fast pace as he walked past the village, his eyes stinging slightly. He paused as he heard the sound of running footsteps crunching against the rocks behind him. Turning around, Ron's eyes narrowed nastily. "What do you want?" Ginny's eyes widened as she clasped her hands tightly on her chest, her eyes filling with small tears. "I-I just..." Ginny broke into quiet sobbing as Ron watched her, not moving. "Stop wasting my time, Ginny! I've got more important things to do!" Ron snapped, his face a light purple. "R-Ron...P-Please...Don't do this..." Ginny whimpered, falling to her knees weakly, looking frightened and hurt. "No, I've had enough of this crap! You don't understand! All my life I've been thrown aside, do you know what that feels like?!" Ginny shook her head, shaking slightly as Ron's voice rose in anger and hurt. Swallowing hard, Ron continued, "Exactly, none of you do! This my chance to be somebody Ginny, and not you, or anyone else is going to take that chance away from me!"
Ginny gave a small wail as Ron started to walk off again, her face buried behind her fingers as warm tears seeped into her jacket sleeve. "Ron! Please!" She suddenly yelped, taking herself, and Ron, by surprise. "I don't want to lose you, I love you, Ron!" Ron stopped in his tracks, painful tears stinging his already pink eyes. "You're the only one that ever listened to me, please...I don't want to lose you to..." Ginny drew a shuddering breath, "...Voldemort. Please come back."
"You've already lost me Ginny, just accept it." And with that Ron turned his back on her one last time, Ginny watching his retreating shillouette. Getting up slowly and shakily, Ginny dusted off her bruised and muddy knees. "If you think becoming a Death Eater will make you someone, you're wrong!" Ginny called after him, still white as she tightened her jacket belt around herself.
Coming to a clearing in the dense woods, Ron looked around and heaved a heavy sigh. Almost collapsing underneath a large tree, he looked around. He had no idea where he was, but he didn't care. Leaning back against the tree, he watched a few birds fly past the treetops. "If only they knew..." Ron muttered loudly with a hint of malice in his voice. "They have no idea of what..." Suddenly Ron cut off as he heard a twig snap above him. Looking up quickly, he saw a short, teenage girl squatting on a flimsy looking branch. "What's wrong?" She asked quietly, her large, blue eyes showing concern as she clambered down closer to him, branch by branch. "Nothing." Ron answered sharply as he looked away from her.
The girl leapt down onto the ground almost silently, landing on her hands and feet cat-like. Ron soon noticed that she wasn't an ordinary girl at a second glance. She had long, copper-coloured hair which was long and wavy, elf-like ears and she wore nothing but a tiny scrap of fur for a short dress. She stood up, still looking at him worriedly. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything. I just want to know what's wrong...Maybe I can help." The girl said quietly, her hands clasping nervously. Ron sighed and looked back up at her before looking at the ground. "There's no way you can help me, so it doesn't matter." He replied quietly, any anger in his voice now disappearing.
"I'm Krystal, who are you?" The girl asked, moving a little closer to him. Ron looked back up to her and smiled a little.
"I'm Ron...What are you doing all the way out here?" Krystal smiled back, her blue eyes twinkling in the ray of sun coming through the trees. "I live out here...I ran away when I was ten. My parents didn't think I was serious, but I was. It's strange for someone from the village to come out this far..." She hinted.
"Yeah...Well...I guess I ran away too." Ron sighed, resting his head in his hands.
"You guess?" Krystal looked confused, looking at him as she sat down.
"I ran away...But...I don't know if I was running away from a dream or a nightmare...If you know what I mean."
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A/N: Please reveiw! Thanks!