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@@@@@ Title: Snatched, 2/? Author: Cat10 Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: RW/HP Summary: Feedback: catc10@yahoo.com Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters. I have no official agreement with the owner. I make no profit from this work. It is strictly for entertainment purposes. Warnings: Notes: The second part was written by "CatC10," so praise her work so the author feels motivated to write. @@@@@
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PART 2 By: Cat10 @@@@@
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I went roaming across the grounds in search of Ron. I was tired, and after Ron stormed from the meeting nothing had gone right! We'd gotten no bouts of information or even the slightest hint of a lead to Voldermont's whereabouts. Even Hermione and Dumbledore's brains were exhausted for ideas!
Heaving a sigh, I continued my search. Lazily strolling the grounds, I contemplated the previous 3 months. Ron lying next to me in my bed, his arms wrapped around my shoulders, his red hair in stark contrast to my black. 'I AM a love sick fool!' I thought to myself dryly.
I turn the corner to face the front entrance once again. "Well, damn!" I mutter. Through my musing I had wandered all of Hogwarts grounds, and not one hint of the redheaded, green-eyed fool was to be found! I head up the steps and enter the marble hallway.
Maybe he was avoiding me? It seems preposterous, but then again, Ron had been sketchy these past 3 days, shy, tense, quick to avert blame from himself. Did he think I didn't like him anymore? That was ludicrous! The boy flirted too much for my taste, but I could handle it. Besides, it was hilariously funny to watch the drooling gazes of my lover's admirers and then think that Ron was mine, all mine.
"HARRY! HARRY!" came a screech from the stairs up ahead. I look up to see Seamus careening down the corridor at a full sprint. "I've finally found you! It's about Ron!" the flustered and panting teen shouted.
I froze, and then waited patiently for the boy to reach me in his frantic state.
"...Ron...I saw ...He got...KIDNAPPED! I saw Ron ...Get kidnapped!" He gasped. I finally know the feeling of when one's heart stops beating.
It is the single most terrifying moment you can ever experience.
Then Seamus passed out.
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Harry's POV @@@@@
I remembered what today was, Ron's birthday. His seventeenth. How could I have forgotten? He's my bloody best friend! My lover! The first really best friend that I'd ever had! And I didn't remember his birthday? How pathetic is that?
Now I'm waiting patiently for Seamus to wake up. He's been out for hours. He drove himself to exhaustion physically trying to find me, and mentally he was filled with worry.
The door to the hospital opened and Neville cautiously entered holding a vial. "Harry? Is it true? Ron was kidnapped?" I gave Neville the hardest glare I could, but the effect was probably lessened when I spoke and my voice cracked.
"Yes, he's gone." mentally I added: 'It's probably my fault.'
"Well, I just thought I'd let you know Professor Lupin wants to speak with you." I nod in acknowledgement, then return to staring at the unconscious boy in front of me. "You know," Neville, continued, "I could watch him while you talk to the Professor..." I shifted to gaze at him.
He looked uncertain and worried. I'm sure my eyes mirrored the worry. After a time, I sigh and stand.
"Come and get me if anything happens. ANYTHING!" I stress, then head toward the door. Neville never looked so relieved.
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I marked my papers half-heartedly. I hear agitated and worried footsteps from down the corridor. So he finally gets here.
There's a timid knock. "Come in!" I call. Harry passes the threshold. "Ah, yes, Harry, how well do you know Ron, precisely?" I ask. Hoping that the boy's best friend will have my answer.
"I know him better than anyone, Remus! He's my best friend!"
"Do you know of any blokes Ron's been sleeping with? In the last few months, maybe?" Please Harry! I really need to know!
Harry blushed to his ear tips before quietly answering, "Yes."
I sigh in relief. Thank the lupine goddesses, some good news. "Harry, if you could call them here so I could tell them something please?" I ask him.
By now, Harry's meandered down to my desk and can see the relief on my face. Suddenly he gets suspicious. "Why?" Harry questions me.
Oh boy. I wasn't expecting him to ask me that. I fidget for a few moments before deciding to tell him the truth.
"Because I can smell something different about Ron. I'm not even sure if his parents know yet, but whomever he's been with recently really should..." Harry's eyebrow rose. I sigh for what seems like the thousandth time that day.
"Harry, Ron is pregnant with the child of another man. It's easy for any werewolf to smell such a change. I noticed it about a month ago, meaning he's just about halfway through the first trimester." I gauged Harry's reaction.
First Harry seemed confused, and then he went to a sickly pallor, next greenish. All too quickly he was back to his normal color, and slumped in a desk at the front. He looked up at me, smile plastered on his face at the same moment tears washed over his face.
"Me," said Harry. "He's been sleeping with me."
*End chapter*
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TBC
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Headmaster Cromwell: I don't know if I'll see this site, I barely have time to write stories.
Kay: I only have one thing to say it will get more mysterious.
Thanks again and tell us what you think.
@@@@@ Title: Snatched, 2/? Author: Cat10 Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: RW/HP Summary: Feedback: catc10@yahoo.com Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters. I have no official agreement with the owner. I make no profit from this work. It is strictly for entertainment purposes. Warnings: Notes: The second part was written by "CatC10," so praise her work so the author feels motivated to write. @@@@@
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PART 2 By: Cat10 @@@@@
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Harry's POV: @@@@@
I went roaming across the grounds in search of Ron. I was tired, and after Ron stormed from the meeting nothing had gone right! We'd gotten no bouts of information or even the slightest hint of a lead to Voldermont's whereabouts. Even Hermione and Dumbledore's brains were exhausted for ideas!
Heaving a sigh, I continued my search. Lazily strolling the grounds, I contemplated the previous 3 months. Ron lying next to me in my bed, his arms wrapped around my shoulders, his red hair in stark contrast to my black. 'I AM a love sick fool!' I thought to myself dryly.
I turn the corner to face the front entrance once again. "Well, damn!" I mutter. Through my musing I had wandered all of Hogwarts grounds, and not one hint of the redheaded, green-eyed fool was to be found! I head up the steps and enter the marble hallway.
Maybe he was avoiding me? It seems preposterous, but then again, Ron had been sketchy these past 3 days, shy, tense, quick to avert blame from himself. Did he think I didn't like him anymore? That was ludicrous! The boy flirted too much for my taste, but I could handle it. Besides, it was hilariously funny to watch the drooling gazes of my lover's admirers and then think that Ron was mine, all mine.
"HARRY! HARRY!" came a screech from the stairs up ahead. I look up to see Seamus careening down the corridor at a full sprint. "I've finally found you! It's about Ron!" the flustered and panting teen shouted.
I froze, and then waited patiently for the boy to reach me in his frantic state.
"...Ron...I saw ...He got...KIDNAPPED! I saw Ron ...Get kidnapped!" He gasped. I finally know the feeling of when one's heart stops beating.
It is the single most terrifying moment you can ever experience.
Then Seamus passed out.
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Harry's POV @@@@@
I remembered what today was, Ron's birthday. His seventeenth. How could I have forgotten? He's my bloody best friend! My lover! The first really best friend that I'd ever had! And I didn't remember his birthday? How pathetic is that?
Now I'm waiting patiently for Seamus to wake up. He's been out for hours. He drove himself to exhaustion physically trying to find me, and mentally he was filled with worry.
The door to the hospital opened and Neville cautiously entered holding a vial. "Harry? Is it true? Ron was kidnapped?" I gave Neville the hardest glare I could, but the effect was probably lessened when I spoke and my voice cracked.
"Yes, he's gone." mentally I added: 'It's probably my fault.'
"Well, I just thought I'd let you know Professor Lupin wants to speak with you." I nod in acknowledgement, then return to staring at the unconscious boy in front of me. "You know," Neville, continued, "I could watch him while you talk to the Professor..." I shifted to gaze at him.
He looked uncertain and worried. I'm sure my eyes mirrored the worry. After a time, I sigh and stand.
"Come and get me if anything happens. ANYTHING!" I stress, then head toward the door. Neville never looked so relieved.
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Remus POV: @@@@@
I marked my papers half-heartedly. I hear agitated and worried footsteps from down the corridor. So he finally gets here.
There's a timid knock. "Come in!" I call. Harry passes the threshold. "Ah, yes, Harry, how well do you know Ron, precisely?" I ask. Hoping that the boy's best friend will have my answer.
"I know him better than anyone, Remus! He's my best friend!"
"Do you know of any blokes Ron's been sleeping with? In the last few months, maybe?" Please Harry! I really need to know!
Harry blushed to his ear tips before quietly answering, "Yes."
I sigh in relief. Thank the lupine goddesses, some good news. "Harry, if you could call them here so I could tell them something please?" I ask him.
By now, Harry's meandered down to my desk and can see the relief on my face. Suddenly he gets suspicious. "Why?" Harry questions me.
Oh boy. I wasn't expecting him to ask me that. I fidget for a few moments before deciding to tell him the truth.
"Because I can smell something different about Ron. I'm not even sure if his parents know yet, but whomever he's been with recently really should..." Harry's eyebrow rose. I sigh for what seems like the thousandth time that day.
"Harry, Ron is pregnant with the child of another man. It's easy for any werewolf to smell such a change. I noticed it about a month ago, meaning he's just about halfway through the first trimester." I gauged Harry's reaction.
First Harry seemed confused, and then he went to a sickly pallor, next greenish. All too quickly he was back to his normal color, and slumped in a desk at the front. He looked up at me, smile plastered on his face at the same moment tears washed over his face.
"Me," said Harry. "He's been sleeping with me."
*End chapter*
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TBC
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