Authors Note: Hi everyone! Thanks for the reviews! You're so sweet. B/c
it's my senior year and things are wrapping up I'm going crazy w/ school
and everything, but I promise to update as much as possible. 35 days till
book 5!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, who is fantastic! But I thought up the plot.
As Ron unpacked his trunk, Harry approached him, "Is anything wrong Ron, you seemed especially quiet on the train?"
Ron eyed Harry with a haunting glare, "Nothing at all. I think I'm just tired, it has been a long day."
"Ron, are you sure there's nothing you want to talk about?"
"No," replied Ron, angrily.
"Ron, is.is it Hermione and me? Is that the reason your upset? Because I know you used to like her but I thought that was just a 3rd year crush that you moved on from. You never made a move or anything."
"Shut up Harry! I told you NO, now leave me alone!" Ron yelled as he stalked off to the common room. There he found Hermione who was talking to Lavender. He quickly sneaked out passed them, passed the Fat Lady and headed toward the Quidditch field.
The sun was setting behind him, creating a raspberry glow that filled the entire sky. Ron stared up and in the swirl of color saw Hermione's face smiling at him. Ron sighed and lay down on the field. The magical sky made him feel so safe and cozy that he eventually fell into a deep sleep.
Harry ran around the common room asking everyone if they had seen where Ron was. It had been 3 hours since he had last seen Ron run off upset. "No, sorry Harry, I haven't seen him," answered Ginny.
"Well let me know if he turns up." Harry ran over to Hermione.
"It's already past 11pm and he's not supposed to be out of the common room," Hermione said with a worried expression. "Maybe we should go look for him. Or even tell a teacher."
"We can use my invisibility cloak," said Harry as he ran upstairs to grab it.
Five minutes later the two huddled underneath the cloak and went in search of Ron.
"Ouch!" Ron yelled. "What, what, what is that!" Ron had sat up and saw the tree branch which his head banged against. He rubbed his eyes, stood up, and twirled around, confused. "Where am I?"
"In a nightmare," replied a hauntingly familiar voice. "I'm so sorry to disrupt your sleep but I need some answers from you, Weasely. I think you owe me a favor after all you have done to destroy me."
Ron stared at the too familiar face with a despicable expression. He wanted to yell and run away but as he looked down he realized that he couldn't move. His feet were somehow glued to the ground. He was trapped, face to face with this evil monster that never seemed to die.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, who is fantastic! But I thought up the plot.
As Ron unpacked his trunk, Harry approached him, "Is anything wrong Ron, you seemed especially quiet on the train?"
Ron eyed Harry with a haunting glare, "Nothing at all. I think I'm just tired, it has been a long day."
"Ron, are you sure there's nothing you want to talk about?"
"No," replied Ron, angrily.
"Ron, is.is it Hermione and me? Is that the reason your upset? Because I know you used to like her but I thought that was just a 3rd year crush that you moved on from. You never made a move or anything."
"Shut up Harry! I told you NO, now leave me alone!" Ron yelled as he stalked off to the common room. There he found Hermione who was talking to Lavender. He quickly sneaked out passed them, passed the Fat Lady and headed toward the Quidditch field.
The sun was setting behind him, creating a raspberry glow that filled the entire sky. Ron stared up and in the swirl of color saw Hermione's face smiling at him. Ron sighed and lay down on the field. The magical sky made him feel so safe and cozy that he eventually fell into a deep sleep.
Harry ran around the common room asking everyone if they had seen where Ron was. It had been 3 hours since he had last seen Ron run off upset. "No, sorry Harry, I haven't seen him," answered Ginny.
"Well let me know if he turns up." Harry ran over to Hermione.
"It's already past 11pm and he's not supposed to be out of the common room," Hermione said with a worried expression. "Maybe we should go look for him. Or even tell a teacher."
"We can use my invisibility cloak," said Harry as he ran upstairs to grab it.
Five minutes later the two huddled underneath the cloak and went in search of Ron.
"Ouch!" Ron yelled. "What, what, what is that!" Ron had sat up and saw the tree branch which his head banged against. He rubbed his eyes, stood up, and twirled around, confused. "Where am I?"
"In a nightmare," replied a hauntingly familiar voice. "I'm so sorry to disrupt your sleep but I need some answers from you, Weasely. I think you owe me a favor after all you have done to destroy me."
Ron stared at the too familiar face with a despicable expression. He wanted to yell and run away but as he looked down he realized that he couldn't move. His feet were somehow glued to the ground. He was trapped, face to face with this evil monster that never seemed to die.
