*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 now!), JKR does, not me, her.
Chapter 2----The Grangers
The next week seemed to have taken forever to Ron. He was just so excited about going to America. He had never been there before. He never thought his parents would agree to let him go. After his parents had given him permission, he had eagerly written his replies to Harry and Hermione. Both had quickly replied back, excited. For the past week, all three friends had exchanged owls planning all the fun stuff they were going to do once they got there. Even though, Hermione's parents were going, they agreed to let the three teenagers be on their own once in a while, only if the place is deemed safe by Mr. and Mrs. Granger, and as long as they stayed together. Ron didn't tell his parents that, though. He thought they might reconsider his going, and he didn't want that.
It was now Friday morning, 10am, and Ron was getting ready to "Floo" to the Granger's house. Muggle fireplaces usually aren't connected to the Floo Network, but Mr. Weasley arranged it with a friend of his at the Floo Regulation Panel. Harry's uncle was giving Harry a ride to the Granger's, which was surprisingly nice of him. Harry even said he didn't complain about it.....much. After their trip, Harry was going to go back to the Burrow and stay with the Weasley's until school started. At 11am, they had to leave for the airport, which was only about a 10 minute drive from the Granger's home, according to Hermione, and their plane will depart at 12:15pm. Hermione said the flight would be 11 hours, which worried Ron a bit, but he got over it.
That was another thing Ron was a bit excited about. The airplane. He'd heard about them (Hermione had once shown him a picture of one), but never traveled by one. There were so many new experiences for Ron. In fact, Ron was so excited that he actually finished packing that night, the night he got permission, although twice that week, he had to fish around in his duffel bag for another shirt, or trousers. He didn't leave enough clothes in his closet to last him the rest of the week.
Ron was re-checking his bag to make sure he had everything when Mrs. Weasley came into his bedroom, her arms loaded with boxers and socks. "Did you pack enough of these?" She asked her youngest son. "Yes, Mother" Ron said, his face turning red, but he grabbed his underclothes from her anyway and stuffed them in his bag.
Mrs. Weasley turned to look at him, her eyes bright with tears. "My baby is going away. I'm going to miss you so much" She grabbed him and wrapped him up in a big , backbreaking hug. Ron tried to wriggle free. "Mum, please. Get a grip. I'm only going to be gone a week. I'm gone much longer than this when I'm at Hogwarts"
Mrs. Weasley still hadn't let go of Ron. "I just don't feel good about this. I'm uneasy. I can't help but feel something bad is going to happen"
Ron managed to free himself from his mother's grip. "Mum, don't worry. I'm going to be fine! Don't be paranoid. Your starting to make me nervous now"
Mrs. Weasley chuckled through her tears. "Your right, love. I am being paranoid. Now, you better hustle. Don't want to be late."
Ron smiled, and grabbed his duffle bag and flung it across his shoulder. "This is so exciting!" He said as he thundered down the stairs and stood in front of the fireplace. He gave his mum, dad and sister, Ginny a hug before grabbing some Floo Powder. He tossed it into the fireplace and stepped into the flames. "The Grangers!" He yelled loudly and clearly, giving one last glance at his mother, with the tears steaming down her face.
*******************************
Ron landed quite softly into the Granger's fireplace. He wished he hadn't looked back at his mother before he left. Her tears broke his heart. So much, in fact, that if he had time, he probably would have asked her if she was sure she wanted him to go. He didn't realize that she would take his going away this hard. He thought they would have been glad to get rid of him for a week. He carefully stepped out of the fireplace.
"Ron!"
He smiled as he heard the excited voice. "Hermione!". She came running into the living room, her arms outstretched, her bushy brown hair hanging around her face. She gave Ron a hug. "How are you?" She asked. "Harry's not here yet. He should be here soon"
Ron pulled back and said "I'm fine, Hermione. You look nice"
She smiled shyly. "Thanks"
Nice wasn't the word for her. He thought she was beautiful. God, he just wanted to give her a big kiss. How he wanted his whipped cream/Chudley Cannon bed fantasy to come true. But in order for it to come true, he needs to quit being afraid to tell her how he feels, but he's too scared.
Before Ron or Hermione could say another word, a there was a knock at the front door. Hermione smiled once more at Ron, and went to answer it, saying, "That's probably Harry". Ron followed her. Sure enough, when she swung the door open, Harry was standing on her front porch, grinning widely. "Hey guys!" He said as Hermione stepped aside to let him in.
Harry put his duffel bag down next to Ron's, which was still by the fireplace. He looked at Ron and grinned. "Glad you could come, mate. I was certain you wouldn't be able to."
Ron chuckled. "You have no idea how hard it was to convince them. It took begging, pleading and tears before they finally said yes"
Harry sniggered. "Tears?"
"Shut up, Harry"
Just then, Mrs. Granger came into the living room, saw Ron and Harry and smiled. "Hello boys. Can I interest you in a quick cup of tea? We have fifteen minutes until we have to leave"
"Yes, please" Ron and Harry said at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled. As Mrs. Granger left the room, Hermione grabbed their hands and pulled them over to the sofa. "Sit down". Ron tensed up when she sat down next to him....awfully close to him. Harry noticed and raised his eyebrow.
Mrs. Granger returned then, holding a tray with five cups of tea, followed by Mr. Granger, who greeted both Ron and Harry warmly. Mrs. Granger set the tray on the coffee table and handed them to the boys. "Thank you" they said.
The five of them sat around, drinking their tea. Mr. Granger piped up. "So, Harry, Ron. Looking forward to the trip?"
"Yes" Ron said quickly, too quickly, he thought, feeling embarrassed. "Thank you for inviting us, Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
"Your welcome" Mrs. Granger said. "It was actually Hermione's idea for you two to come along, and we agreed. You boys are more than welcome"
After they finished their tea, Mr. Granger looked at his watch, stood up and said, "Well, we better get going. we've got a lot to do before we have to catch the plane"
Ron stood up, a huge grin on his face. It was finally time to go.
*Author's Note* Chapter Two is done. Chapter Three will be up in a few days. And let me once again repeat---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. If your reading this and can't handle it, then you've got about two more chapters to go before the violence starts.
