*Summary*--15-year-old Ron Weasley takes a trip to America with Harry and Hermione for the summer. During their trip, Ron faces the cruel reality of the Muggle world, when he gets kidnapped and tortured..Rated R for sex, violence and language....WARNING! Rape and torture invloved! DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THAT! I don't want any flames because you read this and couldn't handle it. I had warned you...Oh yeah, and I don't own anything Harry Potter (other than the books...and the movies, and a video game...and a poster....oh hush up, quit laughing now!), JKR does, not me, her.
Chapter 1---Permission
"Come on, Mum, please!" 15-year-old Ron Weasley was literally on his knees begging for her permission to go to America, California, with Harry and Hermione.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. "Your father and I already talked about it. We don't want you going to another country all alone"
"But, Mum, I won't be alone. Harry and Hermione will be with me. They already got permission. Plus, we'll have adult supervision. We're going with Hermione's parents" Ron was still on his knees, staring up at his mother. Seeing the look in her eyes, Ron got up and said, "Fine, okay, you win. While my best friends are having fun, I'll stay here and do nothing". Feeling dejected, Ron started to climb the stairs when he heard his mother say, "I'm sorry, love, but your father and I just won't feel comfortable with you so far away. Believe me, we've already talked about this"
Ron just nodded, trying to fight back tears. 'Dammit, why am I crying?', Ron thought as he slowly made his way to his bedroom, up at the top of the house. He flopped himself down on his Chudley Cannon bedspread and stared up at the ceiling. He wished his parents weren't so overprotective. Then again, out of his friends, he was the only one who would have problems going. Hermione, of course, is going because it's her vacation and Harry's aunt and uncle couldn't care less where he went. He just wished his parents would realize that he would be just fine. He would be with his friends, and adults, for that matter. And he was only going to be gone a week.
Ron sat up when he heard a knock on the door. It was either his mother or his younger sister Ginny. His brother's wouldn't knock, they'd just barge right in. He didn't really want to talk to anyone right now, unless it was his mother telling her she changed her mind and that he could go. "Come in" he said.
It was Ginny. "You okay, Ron?" She asked him as she sat down on his bed, her red hair in a ponytail in the back of her head.
"Yeah, I'm fine, Gin" Ron said. "Don't worry about me"
"I'd be upset, too" Ginny told him. "If I had an opportunity to visit America and then found out that I couldn't go"
"Is this supposed to be a pep talk?" Ron asked her. "If it is, then you suck at pep talking"
Ginny giggled. "No, it's not a pep talk. I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry you can't go"
Ron grinned. "Well, thanks, Gin". He started to say something else when a snowy owl flew into his room and dropped a letter onto his lap. Ron picked up the letter and gave Hedwig a scratch behnd her ear.
Ginny scratched Hedwig, too, as Ron opened his letter from Harry. "I'll leave you alone to read your letter" she said before exiting the room and shutting the door behind her. Hedwig flew out the window.
Ron read the letter.
"Dear Ron,
Hey mate. Did you get permission to go to California with Hermione and her parents? Did you tell them that it was an all-expenses paid trip? Hermione's parents can be cool, can't they? I hope you can go. It would be no fun without you. Let me know what your parents say. Enclosed is a letter from Hermione. She was actually able to send me a letter by Muggle post without my Uncle going ballistic. She asked me if I could send this to you.
Harry"
Ron sighed and picked up Hermione's letter.
"Dear Ron,
How are you? Good, I hope! I also hope you can come to California with Harry and I (and my parents too of course!). If your parents have any concerns, they can contact my parents and ask them all the questions they have. But they have to hurry, we leave at the end of next week. Let me know what's up. Send Pig with your reply.
Love,
Hermione"
Ron sat at his desk and picked up a quill, set to write replies to the letters, when he heard his father come home. Ron decided to try one more time to convince his parents to let him go. Maybe he'll show them Hermione's letter so they can see that they can contact her parents with questions they have.
Grabbing Hermione's letter, he opened his bedroom door and thundered down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sitting at the kitchen table, talking quietly. They stopped talking, though, when Ron entered. "Were you two talking about me?" Ron asked them.
"Well, yes, Ron" His father told him. "About this trip you want to go on"
"Can I go?" Ron asked. "Please" He held up Hermione's letter. "Hermione said you could contact her parents and they'll answer any questions you have"
Mrs. Weasley looked at her son. She saw sadness in his eyes. "I know you really want to go, love, but...." she trailed off. "It's not just the fact that we'll be worried about you, which we will. How are we going to pay for the trip?"
"You don't have to" Ron told them. "Hermione's parents are paying for everything"
"How will we contact you? Owl?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"I never thought about that. I don't know" Ron told them honestly. "Since we'll be in the Muggle world down there, probably Muggle post"
"Which means that we'll have to go to the post office in London....." Mr. Weasley said.
"Please?" Ron pleaded. "Let me go. I'll be wth my friends" The tears were starting to come back. Dammit.
His parents sighed and looked at one another. They seemed to be mentally speaking with each other for a few minutes. Ron wondered if his parents could read minds. He decided then not to have any more of those naughty sex fantasies that involve him, Hermione, whipped cream and his Chudley Cannon bed.
Finally, Mr. Weasley nodded to Mrs. Weasley and they both turned to look at Ron. "Ron, you may go"
Ron jumped up from the table. "Really? Are you serious?"
Mrs. Weasley nodded, but looked worried. Ron smiled and threw his arms around her. "Thank you so much!"
Mrs. Weasley actually smiled. "Your welcome, love"
Ron hugged his father, thanked him, too, then ran back upstairs to his bedroom. He sat down at his desk and wrote his replies. Finally, something was going right for him for once
*Author's Note* First chapter down, many more to go. Again, I must repeat this...Rated R for sex, violence and language....WARNING! Rape and torture invloved! DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THAT! I don't want any flames because you read this and couldn't handle it. I had warned you.... Worse stuff is on it's way for our poor Ronnie. I'm crying just thinking about it. Ron's my favorite character. Then why am I gonna tortue our poor boy? Because I'm weird. I think I'm sick in the head. I like it when bad things happen to my favorite characters in books and movies. But don't worry, I'm not that sick. I don't like it when it happens in real life, no, no, no, that's wrong and sick and bad, and I just want to kill the people who do this stuff in real life. Hey, I have morals. Anyway, reviews are welcome. No flamming. Constructive criticism is fine.
