~ here is Chapter 9 you guys. Hope you guys like this chapter since I kind of worked on it a little bit more. Well, I really have nothing to say you guys but enjoy the story. Bye Bye.
Chapter 9 ~~ The truth comes out ~~~
"What do you mean everything?" Hermione certainly looked confused at that moment.
"I want to know about Ron. His history here at Hogwarts. How he really is."
Hermione looked at me nervously making it obvious that she knew what I was talking.
"Maybe you should sit down and I can go get Ron." Hermione began but I intruded.
"NO! I don't want to sit down. I am tired of being clueless about this whole situation. I want to know everything about Ron now."
I was fuming with rage.
Calmly, Hermione had looks of defeat and simply sighed in exhaustion.
"Ok Rachel. I will tell you everything you want to know about Ron. The real Ron."
I nodded as a form of acceptance and sat down in the large armchair.
I was ready for what was to come.
"So, where do I start?" Hermione spoke out.
I replied, " You can start by telling me how Ron became violent like this. Where did this originate from?"
Hermione began hesitantly.
"When I met him first year, I hated him with a passion. He was always rude to me. Harry was too. Not as much as Ron, but just enough for me to hate him also. Eventually they learned to like me and befriended me. Ron might have been a mean person but he never showed any signs of violence or abuse. He was a normal, loved boy who came from a very big family. That was back when we were kids. It all changed during our 4th year. That was the year Ron never was the same again."
Hermione did not want to continue but I certainly wanted her to. I eyed her looks that said to keep going.
" During the summer before 4th year, Ron was to spend his summer at his Uncle's beach house in Hawaii. He was so excited. I had never seen him so happy. But at the same time, he felt sad that he wasn't going to spend his summer with Harry and me. Of course Harry and me didn't mind; Ron never went on vacation so we weren't going to spoil it for him by telling him not to go. I was actually happy for him; But if I knew that going to his Uncle's home that summer would completely change his perspective on life and life's morals, I would never have let him go."
I was confused. I didn't quite understand what Hermione meant but I was going to find out. I spoke out before she was to continue.
"So are you telling me that his Uncle made him change? How is that possible?" I said.
Hermione stared at me with sorry looks. I was beginning to get a feeling of anxiousness. I really wanted to know now.
"Me and Harry were receiving letters from Ron twice a week while he was gone. The first week seemed perfectly normal, but as times went by I noticed a change in his letters. He was more vulgar and disrespectful to what he spoke about. I wondered if Harry had noticed this change in him and when I asked him he did also. I began to worry. Summer was over and we were back at school and it seemed that he was back to normal. I didn't worry anymore. I never lost the doubt but I had hid it inside of me. But soon enough Ron had grabbed himself a girlfriend. I was glad that he had found someone but soon after I lost that happiness. My worries kicked in again. He was very overbearing to his girlfriend. What he wanted it was the way to go. It was his way or the highway. He was even like that around Harry and me. It was so strange. I had no idea in how to find out about his change of personality over the summer. Whenever Harry tried to ask him about his Uncle, Ron would answer something very briefly and change the subject. Weeks went by and matters got worse. Ron was not only acting like a tyrant but also he was starting to create this massive ego on himself. Ron's girlfriend, Lavender, would appear with bruises on herself and when we asked how she had gotten them, she would make up some story about her tripping on the stairs. I never believed it one bit. I really didn't know how bad it was. I really didn't."
Hermione had tears in her eyes. I was feeling sad for Ron. Hermione kept going.
'" One night during that year, me and Harry had snuck out to the library to steal a book from the Restricted Section. Well, it was really my idea since I was the one that wanted the book but I had dragged Harry along with me. We used his Invisibility Cloak. We never expected to see anyone up at this time of night. But we did. Ron and Lavender were in the far end of the library. They were arguing. Well, really it was Ron that was arguing. Lavender had a look of pure fear. She was trembling.
~~Flashback~~~
"Why do you do this to me Lavender? Why? Do you enjoy making me angry? I can't believe that you think YOU can leave ME?"
Ron was laughing like mad. Lavender just trembled even more.
"Stop trembling like a baby! You make me sick! You are so selfish in thinking that you can do this to me! I gave you the opportunity to be with ME. I protected you from all the guys who wanted you. Don't you see that you are nothing without me? You simply cannot leave me. I will not have of this. STOP CRYING!"
That was when Ron raised his and hit Lavender right smack in the face. Her nose began to bleed. She was so weak that Lavender crumbled to the floor. Ron held her up by her shirt.
"Get up you filthy weakling! I'll show you something to cry. Just like my uncle always said, "If they don't listen, make them Fucking listen. Or give them a nice beat to remember." Don't you agree Lavender? Do you!"
Lavender mumbled, " Yes, Ron."
Ron smiled, " Lavender, I liked you ever since first year. You never paid attention to me before. Maybe because I was stupid. I never realized that showing a little power made a man happy. My Uncle showed me the light. He pointed out that the only way for a healthy relationship was to show that I was in charge. I had to show power. Physical power was always the way the go he always says. He is right. Woman like you should appreciate men like me."
That was when Ron did the unexpected.
"Please stop it!!! Don't hurt me Ron! Just let go of me. Try to understand that I don't love you. You have to face reality, move on. RON. RON. What's that in your hand? Is that a knife? No, Ron please stop it. You're scaring me. NO!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
End Of Flashback~~
"That was when we realized it. Ron was an abusive person. His uncle had washed his mind. He had raped Lavender by threatening her with a knife. That was when we knew we had to do something."
I was crying. Never in my entire did I ever think for one second that Ron was capable of doing this. I knew I had to do something before I ended up liked Lavender.
"We reported him to Dumbledore afterwards. It took a very long process. Lavender confessed after a very long plead from Harry and me. Ron was sent to an asylum. Since he was too young to be punished as an adult, he was let go after 2 years. They said he had changed. We didn't want him to come back. We knew he couldn't have gotten better. That was when we came back this year that we decided to start over. We tried to mend things. When I realized that Ron liked you, I began to worry for you but I couldn't do anything to interfere for fear that Ron would become angered at me. I didn't want Ron thinking that I still thought of him as an abusive person. Ron had written an apology letter to me and Harry saying that he was sorry for what he had done and that he was completely sane. I tried to believe him but I just couldn't. But I know that he is back to his old habits again. I know that he was the one that sent you to the hospital wing. I didn't say anything and I should have said something. I'm so sorry Rachel. I never meant to cause any harm on you. I'm just scared. Oh Rachel, we have to send Ron away for good before he does any more harm."
Hermione had grabbed me and held me in a tight hug. I was really scared now. But soon this would all be over. I was dead wrong.
"I have to tell Dumbledore. We have to do something." I said.
"We are not doing anything. I am going to fix this once and for all." Said a voice.
The fear that piled inside of me was now rising to extremely high level. I knew I would never forget this particular day.'
"Ron!"
