Ronald Weasley: The Messenger

Chapter Three – Dreaming Evil

Halfway through the night, Ron had fallen into an uneasy dream. He found himself flashing scene after scene of places he had never seen before, until he stopped in an isolated opening of what appeared to be a forest. He looked up and could see the stars twinkling down at him, and the crescent moon shining over the trees. From where he was standing, it appeared that all the trees had been cut and burned down to form a large circle. Near the centre was a giant tree stump. The tree that had once grown there was enormous.

Ron heard the rustle of leaves in the trees behind him. He quickly turned around to find a hooded figure standing behind him. But some sort of power was upon Ron, which stopped him from yelling or running away. He just stood there motionless, as what resembled a man approached.

The man let out a laugh which made Ron's insides turn ice cold, yet he couldn't do anything.

"Ronald Weasley, so we finally meet."

"Wh-ho … are you," Ron managed to let out.

"Let's just say, a friend, or at least I will be soon enough."

Ron gulped. He didn't like the sound of this.

The man lifted his hand to touch Ron. Ron gasped and then he suddenly felt enough energy to pull away. Ron fell to the ground. The man paused.

"What's wrong, Ronald, there's nothing to fear, nothing much, I say. Once I complete the process, you won't even know what is happening."

"Wh-hat are you going to d-do to me?" Ron dared to ask. He was breathing deeply from his last attempt to pull away; it seemed to take away a lot of his energy.

The man did not reply, just advanced on Ron, his forefinger outstretched, trying to touch Ron's forehead. Ron heard the distant voice of someone calling him. It sounded familiar. It was Harry. The man had almost touched him. All of a sudden Ron felt a rush of wind. He was carried away. With a distant cry of anger from the man, Ron suddenly felt his warm bed underneath him. He felt relieved that it was over.

"Or is it?" he thought to himself. He realised Harry was standing over him, looking worried.

"Ron what happened are you alright?" Harry tried to say at once.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Ron lied, "Why, what happened?"

"Well, you were talking to yourself, and then you yelled and woke me so I got up to see you, and your face looked all … different, like it wasn't you for a second. It almost looked like -"

"Like who?"

"Nothing, it's ok really. But are you ok."

"I'm fine, really don't worry. What time is it?" Ron asked, eying Harry. Harry looked at him curiously, but didn't enquire anymore, to the relief of Ron.

"7.30, I guess we could go down to breakfast now?"

"Yeah, let's go."

The two boys made their way down the staircase. They greeted Hermione and Ginny at the table.

"Where is everyone?" Ron asked

"Mum's outside. Dad and Percy have gone to the Ministry. "

"Why?" Ron asked curiously.

"Well, there's apparently been sightings of Voldemort and some Death Eaters - nothing's happened yet," Hermione answered, reading Harry's face.

Hermione got up and made them some toast. They sat their eating silently, thinking about the current news.

But Ron's thoughts were different from the others. He was thinking about the 'dream' he just had. Ron tried to push it out of his mind, but all through the day, and the rest of the holidays, there was a whisper in the back of his head. He couldn't make out the words, but Ron was curious to know what it said. He mainly wished it would go away, but it didn't let up. Luckily, Ron hadn't gotten any of those dreams again. For the holidays, at least.

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Ron had a lucky escape, but will he be lucky enough to avoid it again? Who is the mysterious man? What does he want with Ron? Keep reading and reviewing to find out what will happen next.

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