************CHAPTER EIGHT***********
Ronald Weasley had not been having a very good week and a half. One would have thought that with his best friend back in town after a mysterious disappearance, he would have been ecstatic. However, after his Ireal/I best came back from visiting the infamous Harry Potter, Ron had not been too happy. He had always held out hope that his near brother was not a coward. But, after Harry resurfaced after one and a half years, his suspicions had sadly been confirmed. Ron remembered the day that Harry had gone missing. His entire family had been distraught for week, and his poor mother, who had been through too much for any one person, had fainted on the spot. So, after the raven-haired adolescent had disgraced the people who had thought of him as family, as their own son and brother, Ron wanted nothing to do with him.
Ron had see Harry try to talk to him several times since his return, but the flame haired-boy had always found a way out of talking to him. He was glad when his longtime girlfriend and love of his life, Lavender Brown, mentioned the upcoming Hogsmeade weekend. This gave him an opportunity of freedom away from the person he so desperately avoid the person whom caused him so much distress.
The couple's first stop in the lovely village of Hogsmeade was a local favorite of the people. Ron loved the chocolate at Honeydukes. In his opinion, nothing could compare with it. So, after emptying his entire sack of money, he and his girlfriend walked out the door with the full intent of heading to Zonko's Joke Shop. However, the second his foot crossed the threshold, his eyes saw a scene that he was not expecting. Not at all.
Death Eaters. Not just four or five either. From first glance, Ron estimated 50, all of which were throwing hexes and curses right and left. He was scared. Damn all that Gryffindoric courage he was supposed to have, he was to scared to be brave. Thinking of his options he found three. He could stay in the shop, take the tunnel back to Hogwarts, stay in the shop and wait it all out, or go out there and help the defenseless citizens and students. He really didn't have to mull over the situation long. He knew what he had to do. Scared or not, he had to go out and assist.
Walking back into the store, he found chaos. 'No wonder the Death Eaters always win. They cause confusion, and confusion kills.'
"Everyone! SHUT UP!" he yelled.
'That did the trick.' The room was silent, waiting for a person to take lead while the racket from the conflict outside still went on.
"I want anyone who is willing to help fight come up here. Those who are not, go over there."
Immediately, the group of people split in two. Only four of the students were willing to help fight. 'Pathetic'
He told the valiant four to stay put while he walked over to the other group.
"I need three volunteers."
Half the group of 20 people raised their hands.
"Let me try again. I need three volunteers that are willing to risk their life."
Without delay all but four hands went down.
"Okay... four will do. There's a secret tunnel that goes to Hogwarts in the basement. I want everyone to get there as fast as you can. Lavender, warn the teachers about the situation. I want you four to stand inside the entranceway to the passage. If you see any death eaters try to get in, stun them immediately. Please don't stun anyone trying to get safe though..."
Within seconds, the entire group was gone.
"Let's go," he said to the remaining four, all of which he noticed were Gryffindors. "Stay safe... I don't want to lose any house mates. We have as much trouble winning the house cup as it is," he said with a grin.
Immediately they were out the door and shooting curses at the death eaters. Taking a quick glance around, Ron only saw a couple trying to help out. Surprisingly the 'Savior of the Wizarding World' was not one of them. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Neville take out a death eater with a stunning curse, and McGonagal do the same with a binding one. He was wrong. There weren't a mere 50. There had to be at least 100, if not more. Where was that damn golden boy?
Then he saw it. He finally understood what caused Harry to run away all that time ago. If he had seen it then, when he thought the would was innocent and care-free he would have ran too. To his right there was a sound of those horrid two words and a green flash of light and a child, not more than five slumped to the ground, lifeless. And again, the young child's presumably brother crashed down with another flash. 'Damn you death eaters.' Only revenge was on his mind now, and he wanted nothing more. They had deprived those children of life, he had a family out of this world.
Before he got a chance to react however, he heard a voice across the crowd. It was the most powerful voice he had ever had. So filled with disgust, authority, and command not a person, not even a death eater would dare argue with it. He would wager that not even You-know-who himself could disobey him.
"SILENCE!"
And everyone was silent. Ron turned around expecting to see his Headmaster there. 'He must be the only one who could be the source of such strength.' But as he looked, he saw him. Harry Potter. And he had never seen anyone so pissed in his life. He couldn't help but watch as the scene in front of him unraveled.
"You will leave this place. You have no supremacy her. You are not welcome."
It was then that a lone death eater stepped forward out of the ranks with no terror in his eyes.
"Well, well, well... How do we have here has the annoying brat returned?"
"Why yes I have, Malfoy. Disappointed? Thought you could finally win for once? Where's your great master Tommy Boy? Was he too much of a coward to fightt his own battles?"
"That's it Potter. Your dead."
Then , before Harry could react a wand was pointed at him. Harry had to admit. He was a little scared. However, before he even had a chance to think about his next move, he heard a voice that he never in a million years thought that he would be glad to hear.
"Father, put the wand down. NOW. Before I do something... harsh..."
"Draco, what do you think you're doing? Put away your wand and perhaps I might convince our Lord that you were under the influence of something. You know you want to be on the right side of this skirmish."
"I am on the right side father. It is you who is mistaken." IStupefy!/I
And with a stagger, Lucius Malfoy, with all his dignity and class, fell to the ground in an unconscious heap.
"Er... Thanks, Malfoy."
"No problem, Potter."
And with those words, the battle started again, with even more force than before. Both sides were determined to come out the winner.
Harry and Draco fought together for several minutes. Both watched each other's backs and saved each other's lives several times. They were a fighting team that no one could have imagined.
"I guess we're on the same side now, Potter."
"Yes, Malfoy, I guess we are."
And If one thought that things could not have gotten more strange in this day, then they would have definitely been wrong.
Ron watched the light haired and dark haired teenagers fight. 'So opposites Ido/I attract...'
After several minutes, a strange light filled the entire of Hogsmeade. The light, which seemed like it originated from the duo, seemed to be filled with a power he had never felt before. When the radiance finally dissipated, Ron saw the two wavering adolescents and could only look at them in awe.
Both students looked like they had been punched in the stomach one too many times. They were trying to steady themselves, but their efforts seemed fruitless. The two looked like had gone through a growth spurt with in that short five minutes. Harry was the taller of the two, but he swore that they were each a good half a foot taller. Both of them also looked a great deal more mature. Ron himself had to say that there were both quite handsome. Hermione would definitely like this change. The sudden change in appearance was not the only thing that caught Ron's eye though. They were each were dressed in majestic battle robes. Draco's were royal blue with black trim and silver buttons, and Harry's were a dark crimson red with gold trim. Both were velvet, with a top that went to mid-thigh and long pants underneath. On their backs were regal capes, each with a crest on them. When Ron looked close, he could have sworn that one was the Ravenclaw symbol and the other Gryffindor.
Around their waists were a belt that had a sheath attached to them. He could see the hilts of both swords Draco's were decorated with brilliant sapphires and Harry's with rubies. The hilt of Harry's sword looked so familiar, yet he just couldn't place it...
Also, supporting Harry's weight was a cane- wait no, Is that a staff? It looked of dark mahogany wood and at the top appeared to be encrusted with a great silvery diamond. The atmosphere around the two boys was truly magnificent.
It was then that both boys collapsed, whether it was the shock of the transformation or the stress of the battle he knew not.
The battle! Ron hadn't completely forgot about it! But, he was in for another shocked when turned around to look for sign of struggle. Every death eater was lying unconscious on the ground, and those who were fortunate as he to be still standing were gawking like had only a few seconds ago. There were only a few he could see lying on the ground, counting those two innocent children who had been murdered just simply because they were there.
Ron began to make his way to his best friend, the one he had forgiven for running away, when he was stopped by the voice of his headmaster. 'He finally got here... took him long enough...'
"Everyone go back to the castle, now. There are carriages waiting to take you. When you get there, go to the Great Hall. You will find people who can take care of you injuries there. Mr. Weasley, I wish to see you before you leave."
'What did I do this time?' he thought as he made his way to the old man, who looked like he had aged considerably since the last time he saw him.
"Yes, headmaster?"
"Could you please tell me what when on here?"
Ron proceeded to describe the event he had seen take place before his very eyes that day.
"Thank you Mr. Weasley. Please go make your way up to the castle, through the tunnel. I think you have several students there who are waiting for their dismissal from their post."
"Thank you Professor." As Ron turned to head back, he heard Dumbledore's voice once again.
"And Mr. Weasley, one hundred points to Gryffindor for some of the finest leadership I have ever seen in my many years at Hogwarts."
And with that Ron walked away with one thought on his mind. This, his first true battle in the war against good and evil, would be one that he would never forget.
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a/n Hey guys! I hope you like this chapter! I think its one of my very best :) I tried not to leave a bad cliffhanger, I hope ya'll like the ending better :) Let me know what ya'll think.. PLEASEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Thanks to those who reviewed... I really appreciate all of you... I hope that more of you review... Compared to the other stories I have, I hardly get any :( *muffled crying sounds*
Ok.. I'm done crying.. ;) hehehehe
Thanks goes to: MissLexiRe, Iniysa, GracieInGreek, takari4ever7, Anonymous, BlackDragon, cyberfrogX, sew2100, Sandra (YAY YOU REVIEWED!!!! She's my sis), and thefly YA'LL ARE THE BESTEST!!!
A special note for GracieInGreek: Thanks so much for your review! I really appreciated reading it. I agree with you... My first few chapters do look a bit... messy... now that I look back at them. After I finish the story (whenever that may be, I don't know where I'm going with this story...) I think I'll go back and fix everything up. Yes, this is my very first story... I'm just kinda doing it for fun. Thanks again for the review... I appreciated the compliments *blushes* I hope you like the rest of the story :)
And no one can say that I forgot the DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Ronald Weasley had not been having a very good week and a half. One would have thought that with his best friend back in town after a mysterious disappearance, he would have been ecstatic. However, after his Ireal/I best came back from visiting the infamous Harry Potter, Ron had not been too happy. He had always held out hope that his near brother was not a coward. But, after Harry resurfaced after one and a half years, his suspicions had sadly been confirmed. Ron remembered the day that Harry had gone missing. His entire family had been distraught for week, and his poor mother, who had been through too much for any one person, had fainted on the spot. So, after the raven-haired adolescent had disgraced the people who had thought of him as family, as their own son and brother, Ron wanted nothing to do with him.
Ron had see Harry try to talk to him several times since his return, but the flame haired-boy had always found a way out of talking to him. He was glad when his longtime girlfriend and love of his life, Lavender Brown, mentioned the upcoming Hogsmeade weekend. This gave him an opportunity of freedom away from the person he so desperately avoid the person whom caused him so much distress.
The couple's first stop in the lovely village of Hogsmeade was a local favorite of the people. Ron loved the chocolate at Honeydukes. In his opinion, nothing could compare with it. So, after emptying his entire sack of money, he and his girlfriend walked out the door with the full intent of heading to Zonko's Joke Shop. However, the second his foot crossed the threshold, his eyes saw a scene that he was not expecting. Not at all.
Death Eaters. Not just four or five either. From first glance, Ron estimated 50, all of which were throwing hexes and curses right and left. He was scared. Damn all that Gryffindoric courage he was supposed to have, he was to scared to be brave. Thinking of his options he found three. He could stay in the shop, take the tunnel back to Hogwarts, stay in the shop and wait it all out, or go out there and help the defenseless citizens and students. He really didn't have to mull over the situation long. He knew what he had to do. Scared or not, he had to go out and assist.
Walking back into the store, he found chaos. 'No wonder the Death Eaters always win. They cause confusion, and confusion kills.'
"Everyone! SHUT UP!" he yelled.
'That did the trick.' The room was silent, waiting for a person to take lead while the racket from the conflict outside still went on.
"I want anyone who is willing to help fight come up here. Those who are not, go over there."
Immediately, the group of people split in two. Only four of the students were willing to help fight. 'Pathetic'
He told the valiant four to stay put while he walked over to the other group.
"I need three volunteers."
Half the group of 20 people raised their hands.
"Let me try again. I need three volunteers that are willing to risk their life."
Without delay all but four hands went down.
"Okay... four will do. There's a secret tunnel that goes to Hogwarts in the basement. I want everyone to get there as fast as you can. Lavender, warn the teachers about the situation. I want you four to stand inside the entranceway to the passage. If you see any death eaters try to get in, stun them immediately. Please don't stun anyone trying to get safe though..."
Within seconds, the entire group was gone.
"Let's go," he said to the remaining four, all of which he noticed were Gryffindors. "Stay safe... I don't want to lose any house mates. We have as much trouble winning the house cup as it is," he said with a grin.
Immediately they were out the door and shooting curses at the death eaters. Taking a quick glance around, Ron only saw a couple trying to help out. Surprisingly the 'Savior of the Wizarding World' was not one of them. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Neville take out a death eater with a stunning curse, and McGonagal do the same with a binding one. He was wrong. There weren't a mere 50. There had to be at least 100, if not more. Where was that damn golden boy?
Then he saw it. He finally understood what caused Harry to run away all that time ago. If he had seen it then, when he thought the would was innocent and care-free he would have ran too. To his right there was a sound of those horrid two words and a green flash of light and a child, not more than five slumped to the ground, lifeless. And again, the young child's presumably brother crashed down with another flash. 'Damn you death eaters.' Only revenge was on his mind now, and he wanted nothing more. They had deprived those children of life, he had a family out of this world.
Before he got a chance to react however, he heard a voice across the crowd. It was the most powerful voice he had ever had. So filled with disgust, authority, and command not a person, not even a death eater would dare argue with it. He would wager that not even You-know-who himself could disobey him.
"SILENCE!"
And everyone was silent. Ron turned around expecting to see his Headmaster there. 'He must be the only one who could be the source of such strength.' But as he looked, he saw him. Harry Potter. And he had never seen anyone so pissed in his life. He couldn't help but watch as the scene in front of him unraveled.
"You will leave this place. You have no supremacy her. You are not welcome."
It was then that a lone death eater stepped forward out of the ranks with no terror in his eyes.
"Well, well, well... How do we have here has the annoying brat returned?"
"Why yes I have, Malfoy. Disappointed? Thought you could finally win for once? Where's your great master Tommy Boy? Was he too much of a coward to fightt his own battles?"
"That's it Potter. Your dead."
Then , before Harry could react a wand was pointed at him. Harry had to admit. He was a little scared. However, before he even had a chance to think about his next move, he heard a voice that he never in a million years thought that he would be glad to hear.
"Father, put the wand down. NOW. Before I do something... harsh..."
"Draco, what do you think you're doing? Put away your wand and perhaps I might convince our Lord that you were under the influence of something. You know you want to be on the right side of this skirmish."
"I am on the right side father. It is you who is mistaken." IStupefy!/I
And with a stagger, Lucius Malfoy, with all his dignity and class, fell to the ground in an unconscious heap.
"Er... Thanks, Malfoy."
"No problem, Potter."
And with those words, the battle started again, with even more force than before. Both sides were determined to come out the winner.
Harry and Draco fought together for several minutes. Both watched each other's backs and saved each other's lives several times. They were a fighting team that no one could have imagined.
"I guess we're on the same side now, Potter."
"Yes, Malfoy, I guess we are."
And If one thought that things could not have gotten more strange in this day, then they would have definitely been wrong.
Ron watched the light haired and dark haired teenagers fight. 'So opposites Ido/I attract...'
After several minutes, a strange light filled the entire of Hogsmeade. The light, which seemed like it originated from the duo, seemed to be filled with a power he had never felt before. When the radiance finally dissipated, Ron saw the two wavering adolescents and could only look at them in awe.
Both students looked like they had been punched in the stomach one too many times. They were trying to steady themselves, but their efforts seemed fruitless. The two looked like had gone through a growth spurt with in that short five minutes. Harry was the taller of the two, but he swore that they were each a good half a foot taller. Both of them also looked a great deal more mature. Ron himself had to say that there were both quite handsome. Hermione would definitely like this change. The sudden change in appearance was not the only thing that caught Ron's eye though. They were each were dressed in majestic battle robes. Draco's were royal blue with black trim and silver buttons, and Harry's were a dark crimson red with gold trim. Both were velvet, with a top that went to mid-thigh and long pants underneath. On their backs were regal capes, each with a crest on them. When Ron looked close, he could have sworn that one was the Ravenclaw symbol and the other Gryffindor.
Around their waists were a belt that had a sheath attached to them. He could see the hilts of both swords Draco's were decorated with brilliant sapphires and Harry's with rubies. The hilt of Harry's sword looked so familiar, yet he just couldn't place it...
Also, supporting Harry's weight was a cane- wait no, Is that a staff? It looked of dark mahogany wood and at the top appeared to be encrusted with a great silvery diamond. The atmosphere around the two boys was truly magnificent.
It was then that both boys collapsed, whether it was the shock of the transformation or the stress of the battle he knew not.
The battle! Ron hadn't completely forgot about it! But, he was in for another shocked when turned around to look for sign of struggle. Every death eater was lying unconscious on the ground, and those who were fortunate as he to be still standing were gawking like had only a few seconds ago. There were only a few he could see lying on the ground, counting those two innocent children who had been murdered just simply because they were there.
Ron began to make his way to his best friend, the one he had forgiven for running away, when he was stopped by the voice of his headmaster. 'He finally got here... took him long enough...'
"Everyone go back to the castle, now. There are carriages waiting to take you. When you get there, go to the Great Hall. You will find people who can take care of you injuries there. Mr. Weasley, I wish to see you before you leave."
'What did I do this time?' he thought as he made his way to the old man, who looked like he had aged considerably since the last time he saw him.
"Yes, headmaster?"
"Could you please tell me what when on here?"
Ron proceeded to describe the event he had seen take place before his very eyes that day.
"Thank you Mr. Weasley. Please go make your way up to the castle, through the tunnel. I think you have several students there who are waiting for their dismissal from their post."
"Thank you Professor." As Ron turned to head back, he heard Dumbledore's voice once again.
"And Mr. Weasley, one hundred points to Gryffindor for some of the finest leadership I have ever seen in my many years at Hogwarts."
And with that Ron walked away with one thought on his mind. This, his first true battle in the war against good and evil, would be one that he would never forget.
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a/n Hey guys! I hope you like this chapter! I think its one of my very best :) I tried not to leave a bad cliffhanger, I hope ya'll like the ending better :) Let me know what ya'll think.. PLEASEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Thanks to those who reviewed... I really appreciate all of you... I hope that more of you review... Compared to the other stories I have, I hardly get any :( *muffled crying sounds*
Ok.. I'm done crying.. ;) hehehehe
Thanks goes to: MissLexiRe, Iniysa, GracieInGreek, takari4ever7, Anonymous, BlackDragon, cyberfrogX, sew2100, Sandra (YAY YOU REVIEWED!!!! She's my sis), and thefly YA'LL ARE THE BESTEST!!!
A special note for GracieInGreek: Thanks so much for your review! I really appreciated reading it. I agree with you... My first few chapters do look a bit... messy... now that I look back at them. After I finish the story (whenever that may be, I don't know where I'm going with this story...) I think I'll go back and fix everything up. Yes, this is my very first story... I'm just kinda doing it for fun. Thanks again for the review... I appreciated the compliments *blushes* I hope you like the rest of the story :)
And no one can say that I forgot the DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.