Cupidz~Moft

Chapter 9

A/N-Sorry I forgot to put a name to chapter eight. LOL! Alright so this one will have one. Please keep on reading and giving me more reviews! REMEMBER, the more reviews, the better it gets! So I'm waiting patiently in this bloody chair reading fanfiction and occasionally checking back to see if you chums ever gave me new reviews!

So here it goes:

            Chapter 9-The Long Conversations

            Ron's eyes widened once he saw a dead Padma Patil walking towards them. She was wearing the same outfit that she died in, and her eyes were bloodshot red. She walked over to Ron and carefully put her arm through his stomach and grabbed a piece of chicken.

            "Bloody hell, what the fuck?" he exclaimed.

            "I see that you have just lost your chicken. Why did you kill me?" she said, her voice raspy and hard.

            "Because it looked funny. What are you going to do now? Kill me? You're already dead!" Ron replied.

"No, no. I cannot kill you after I die. I am very hungry, and thanks to you I cannot eat! So I took out your chicken. God it stinks. Here, take it back," she said while tossing the chicken back to him. It fell right back into his stomach. Ron burped.

"Gods, Padma. You are still SO hot while you're dead," he said.

"Why thank you. But I'm not believing a word that comes out of your dirty mouth. I cannot believe I gave you blow jobs! What the fuck was I thinking? So what can I do, now that I'm dead? Well here's what I want you to do. Owl my famil and say you murdered me. Or else I'm taking everything you eat and emptying out all of the food that remains in your stomach and even though I am a goner, I will hex you so that you will starve and die. Understood?" Ron nodded his had. "Well good. Then I want you to go apologize to Hermione. All of the things you did to her were very mean. I hear her crying in her sleep."

"How? You just died not too long ago!" Ron interrupted. Harry just looked at the two, wondering what he could do. He shrugged and looked at his traitor friend.

"I have my ways," she said, smirking. "I will roam the corridors and keep an eye out of anyone. From now on nobody is allowed to have sex in school while I'm watching. I report them. And I'll also be joining my friend, Myrtle. I'll try going into sewers and pipes. I've always wanted to learn how to do that. Oh and about Parvati…Don't you DARE go near her, understood?"

"We don't have to listen to a fucking ghost like you." Ron said and walked away. Before you knew it, Padma muttered a curse under her breath and Ron came running back, panting. He couldn't breathe.

"You will not breathe for four minutes," Padma stated simply, crossing her arms.

Ron continued to choke and choke, clutching his arms around his neck, trying to get some air in.

"Would you like to join me in the dead world?" she asked.

"I don't think so, Padma." Harry replied for Ron. Finally after a couple of minutes, Ron started breathing again. Out of nowhere, Padma said "Accio Kitchine Komdrukis." Out of nowhere came a bottle of water floating towards Ron. But it didn't go to him. The bottle floated all the way from nowhere into Harry's arms.

"I want you to pour water all over him Harry. Right this instant," Padma the Ghost replied with a nod towards Harry. Harry quickly flicked the cap off and water splashed onto Ron's head.

"That's COLD!" he shivered.

"It's supposed to be, baby. Now you'll be frozen for two hours. We'll just wait another ten minutes. In the meantime, Harry go check on Hermione. Who the fuck cares about Ron? After all he SHOULD go to Azkaban. But since he's only sixteen they have special laws. Go on, hurry up! I'll take care of him."

"Right." Harry said. He marched off towards the Hospital Wing.


"Harry!" exclaimed Hermione as she sat up from her bed. "I was just about to leave. Where's Ron and… um… Padma?" she whispered, leaning close to Harry as he made his way towards the twin bed.

"I'll tell you in the common room. Come on, I have to talk to you." He held out his arm and gracefully, she took it. They strolled into the Common room. Inside Ginny was on top of Neville. She was kissing him fiercely while he struggled.

"Come on! You SHOULD be kissed. When are you ever going to learn?" she cooed.

"You're a-a-acting like P-p-p-ansy. P-p-please get off of m-me," he stuttered.

"What are you doing, Ginny?" asked a curious Harry with a lopsided grin on his face. "you should watch out you know. Especially in here. McGonnagol could just walk in on us right away. Next thing you know if you continue this, you'll be shagging Neville in the bathroom!"

Ginny blushed furiously, waved at Hermione and walked up to the girls' dormitories. Meanwhile, Hermione made herself comfortable, examining her hand here and there while Harry was speaking. "Well he's frozen now. I don't know what we should do."

"We HAVE to tell Dumbledore!" She grabbed his arm and they walked to Dumbledore's office. They passed the dungeons, passed the Great Hall and gardens, and went walking up to the gargoyle.

"Marshmallow Blimpies," Hermione said, and the gargoyle swung open, revealing a marble staircase that twisted and turned. The two walked up the stairs, and knocked on the big, wooden door.

"Come in," said a soft voice from behind.

Harry pushed open the door and in they went into the office. "Professor Dumbledore, we need to tell you something very important."

"Padma Patil has been murdered!" Hermione finished. Dumbledore didn't move, he just frowned slightly.

"Please have a seat, dears." He said as he sat down in his own seat. He each offered them a marshmallow but politely, they refused. Dumbledore folded his hands in his lap. "What is this all about?"

Harry started off by telling how Ron had changed over the summer. He had become very aggressive and barbaric. He attacked people and finally, he murdered people. He tricked people!

"I see. You see, Mr. Weasley doesn't understand that it was just 'love' between your father," he said while gesturing towards Hermione. "And his mother."

The teens nodded their heads. Where was this going? 'HURRY UP DUMBLEDORE!,' Harry thought. He clenched his fists. He HATED listening to this wise wizard when he was up to something even though it would take long and you'll start getting more impatient by the minute.

"Those two had something going on between them. But Ronald just couldn't face the fact that his mother must be getting tired of his father. Or for some other reason he just decided to go to the dark side of life," said Dumbledore. Hermione and Harry looked at the wise old wizard speaking. He was right. Ron had left, and he had left for good.


Padma unfreezed Ron and he woke up. He started stretching and yawning. "Where am I? Oh yeah. With the freaking ghost," he thought aloud.

"You are so bad!" Padma said, putting her white hands on her hips. "You used to be nice. Like the guy I started being friends with. You used to be the one who would help me and listen to me. Now you're turning bad, you call me names. Whatever happened to you? What's going on? Why are you turning against me?" she asked quietly, not looking at her ex-boyfriend.

(A/N. Hey, this happened to my guy friend and me. So I was just making Ron bad for the fun of it. Anyways I HATE RON! He's always trying to be good. Well he can't! Oh, and I think he's as ugly as ever (Rupert Grint). Even my guy friend is cuter. Anyways…. So that's what I wanted to say to you. Now I'm still confused at what happened between my friend and me. BUT GO ON AND READ THE STORY!)

"I've changed, Padma. I don't think that being Harry's sidekick will do me any good. I wish that I could be richer, handsomer, and… well. Popular. I have to be on the bad side. It's time Ron changed into Malfoy."

"You don't know something about him. I discovered this while watching the peers in our school. He has a soft side. And you do too. AT least you used to. I just wanted to say that to you."

"What are you going to do... now that I killed you and all?" Ron asked, his voice caring like before. Before he changed into the abominable prude.

Padma shoved her hands above her head and sighed very loudly. "That's what scares me the most. I don't know. Live my life in pictures, become a ghost… go to Heaven?" she replied softly. Ron suddenly realized how calm Padma was. She wasn't nagging him or caring about him. But she was calm, as if she were still alive. Barely, but still alive.

Ron suddenly reached out and tried hugging the spirit. But he couldn't feel anything, it looked as if he were hugging himself actually. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Maybe being good WILL get me. I'm so sorry, Padma. If I could do anything, I'd change the clock around."

"Yes, me too," she said as she drifted away from him and entered the girl's bathroom to her new home.

(A/N-FOR RON LOVERS! Here I made him good. But will it last????)