Guest chapter 5

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Chapter 5: Demon's blood

Harry tapped his wand over the bricks to reveal diagon alley. He and Hermione walked in silence to Gringots until she asked a simple question.

"Would you really kill them Harry?" She asked.

"No, I almost killed Lestrange today." Hermione gasped at his revelation. "I couldn't do it. As evil as she is I can't kill another human being unless I am about to die myself. I had her at my mercy, Sirius's murderer and I couldn't kill the fucking bitch." He looked both relieved and guilty at what he had done.

"You did the right thing Harry." Hermione said after a second. "You didn't sink to their level."

"I did worst. Voldemort attacked my mind and I actually put him under the living ball of flesh torture for the equivalent of a month." He sounded shameful of his action now, just as he had been almost proud of them prior to his talk with her.

"He deserved it!" She exclaimed. "He made you suffer more then you ever needed. Every bit of suffering you can give him is fine."

"If it had been Dolohov in front of me I would have gone bonkers." He said. Hermione gasped for a second. Harry was saying that he was able to show self control in front of the murderer of his godfather but none if he was confronted with a man who had cursed her nastily.

Their business in Diagon alley was promptly conducted and they left as they came with a good quantity of muggle money and the demon's blood talismans.

At Grimmauld place, an emergency meeting had been called for all members of the order. The place was in utter chaos as speculations of pact with demons and other unholy alliances flew about.

"Everyone! Please! Calm down." Dumbledore called the assembly. The room gradually quieted and Dumbledore started.

"As of today, we need to discuss if we may be able to induct in the order three new members: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley." He said. Mrs Weasley looked indignant.

"Professor! They are children and . . ." Molly started but Dumbledore cut her.

"And all three of them have battled each year an even greater number of odds to actually become almost as efficient as the order, if not even more, in countering the assaults of Voldemort." Dumbledore said. "Today, Harry actually declared war on Voldemort himself."

The arguing started again and ended abruptly as a silencing curse hit the audience.

"I am aware many of you doubt his capabilities but you may want to see for yourself." Dumbledore took a thought out of his head and put it into his pensive. A device was attached to it and projected the images of the altercation. Silence ensued after the short show and no one protested even slightly.

"I met with Harry and he assured me he didn't practice even the slightest bit of the dark arts but an ancient magic similar to them in many aspects. I believe him in this." Dumbledore paused a second. "Harry and his friends, whether we want it or not, are at the center of the war. It is becoming crucial for them to join with us and I believe that if we wait any longer then needed they will take matters into their own hands permanently instead of helping us all in battle."

Dumbledore sat down and Moody got up.

"Potter, prior to this, had a training session with me. I wanted to test him and put him through one of the advanced auror training program." He said. Tonks tried to talk and only her lips moved. Moody read her lips and grinned.

"Which one you ask." She nodded at his assessment. "The battle manor." He said and the aurors of the order suddenly looked a few shades paler. "It's the most brutal one. You have to fight your way through, save an hostage, normally someone close to you, and get out with a gradually worsening degree of difficulty. Only the veterans pass this one. It actually takes down the cockiness of newbies. Potter disabled every dummies and made sure they would not get up afterwards before he made it to me. The boy actually took me by surprise and took me down." The last phrase was mumbled at the admittance that he had let go of his CONSTANT VIGILENCE for half a second.

The silence was still deafening as Moody sat down again. Snape got up this time and started his report.

"Earlier today, I was called in to brew a potion for Lestrange. Her arm has been severed with a weapon not of this world. He actually couldn't give her a new limb. All his magic was useless. The healers we have and my potions seem useless as well to heal her. Every attempt actually gives her more pain then before." Snape reported. "The dark Lord also felt some. . .dire effects when he tried to enter the boy's mind. It seems my Occlumency lessons have had effect. He actually had foam and drool coming from his mouth for a second. It lasted five minutes and he still feels disoriented." Snape said, trying to take the credit of Harry's newfound astral defences.

"As I said before, it is in our prime interest to induct them early. I have no doubt he will impart his knowledge to his friends anyway. We have proof that he can do as good as an auror, I have no doubt Alastor wanted to test him completely to take down his ego and see where he stood but Harry proved himself better then we might think. Normally, inductions are only for those who are already adults but in this case we need to make an exception. Harry is a thorn in Voldemort's side and with his ability to hide his thoughts from legilimencer he is more then ready to join us in battle. He made it clear that if we do not let him help he will take matters into his own hands." Dumbledore concluded. The silencing curse lifted and no one said a word. "I have the only reliable way of contacting him for the summer. I doubt he will join us at any other given time so I ask for your vote on their induction. For where Harry goes, the other two will as well."

"You don't suppose Ron would go with him?" Molly asked.

"Yes Molly, he will follow whether you approve or not. Ron and Harry are both of the same mind on many matters and we were lucky your son didn't say a thing all summer to Harry last year. We were even luckier with Ms Granger. Her loyalty is absolute in her case and if Harry was ever to be corrupted by the dark, she would willingly follow him down into the very pits of hell." Dumbledore said this with an air of assurance. The audience shuddered to think that Harry Potter could turn on you and cast that spell to cripple you forever was rather disturbing.

Somewhere else, Ronal Weasley woke up. He rubbed his face to get the sleep away from him and noticed the slight scrapping sound it produced. He tried again and realised it was like rocks being ground into one another. He looked at his hands and saw the violet-blue skin of a blue demon with the rocky structure of a golem. He got up and looked into his mirror. The image screamed at seeing itself and Ron did as well. Ron was now a Chimera, part human, part demon and part rock golem. Images of his vivid dream rushed him. Another man with similar features had taught him in his sleep by using an efficient method. Beat it into his thick skull. Quite an hard task but still possible. There were also explanations about his new form and some of his inheritance.

Ron grinned and touched his his now straight spiky hair. He plucked one of them and looked at it.

'Bronze. I wonder how mom will react. I could blame this on the twins.' He chuckled and went down the stairs. He tried to open his door first but his strength was too much and he crumpled the handle.

He eventually came down for breakfast and surprised Ginny.

"Hey sis, don't remember your own brother ?" He asked with a grin. This was going to be good.

Harry and Hermione had made it to her house by nightfall and made their way in.

"The demon's blood is in my room, I'll go get it." She said as they entered. The house was quite big as Harry already knew since he had seen it in his vision but he had yet to see the said house properly. He looked at the clean furniture and the paintings on the walls. The place also was crammed full of books on dental hygiene and medical tomes.

Hermione returned with a tasty necklace encircling the blood red stone.

"We have three now. We'll have to sleep here I suppose and get to Grimmauld place tomorrow." He said hesitantly. Hermione looked positively beaming at his suggestion.

"I'll give you the tour then Harry." She dragged him from room to room explaining the purpose of each and carefully bypassing her parent's room. She ended the visit by her own room. "And this is my room." She said brightly. "Not much but it's mine." She announced.

"So, what do we do until we get to sleep?" Harry asked.

"We practice animagi transformation Harry, we didn't do so earlier." She admonished as he smiled.

"I don't think I need much practice. I did it yesterday in my dream." He said and Hermione flushed a bit.

"I should have thought about it." She was blushing in embarrassment.

"We can still do so." Harry said. "Do you trust me?"

Hermione simply nodded and he placed his palm on her forhead. They suddenly found themselves within Harry's mind.

"Welcome to my mind Hermione." Harry said. "Let's get started."

Harry coached her through each step of the transformation until she got it right completely. Once that was done, they retreated to their bodies which had fallen across her bed. Hermione was over Harry, her hair falling around her face.

"I-I'm sorry, I just-I had no control and. . ." She stammered. Harry didn't hear a word of what she said. His eyes were glued to her moving lips. His last kissing experience had been, in his own words, wet. He was glued to those well defined lines of pink soft flesh. At least he believed them to be soft and he had the funniest urge to make sure they really were. He pressed Hermione to him and she didn't resist for a second. Her arms that had been holding her at a relatively safe distance turned to jell-o in a matter of seconds and their faces drew forward on their own.

Thoughts fled her mind as their lips touched to be replaced by one word : Harry.

Harry was in heavens, he had a wonderful woman in his arms and they were actually kissing. Her lips felt soft to him, just like silk and her body pressed against his made his head spin.

Their kiss passed from sweet and innocent to one of intense passion in a second. Hermione had licked her lips and Harry had immediately taken that as an invitation to start a war of the tonsils. Both were breathless when Harry, who had ended up on top had pulled back.

"Hermione. . .I'm sorry-I just." He was stammering but Hermione stopped him.

"DON'T say you're sorry this happened Harry! I wanted it as much as you did and I still do!" She exclaimed as she took hold of his head and rejoined the battle of the tougues. Harry didn't protest to this development and the kiss transformed into a series of kisses. They turned in bed, their hands roaming over the other's body. Hermione Gasped when Harry's hand came in contact with her bare skin. She felt like she was on fire and it's then that she finally pulled back.

"Harry. We have to stop before we go too far." The words registered in Harry's brain after another kiss and he finally stopped.

"Sorry-I just-Now I'm repeating myself." He was exasperated with himself

"Don't worry about that. We were just getting carried away a bit. I'm not ready to go that far yet." She said as she looked at him "I was right last year, you're not a bad kisser." He blushed a bit and pulled her into his embrace.

"You're not that bad Hermione and I must say it was a lot more enjoyable then with Cho." He considered his next words carefully. He went into his memories and his vision of the future. All of a sudden, it was impossible to see himself without Hermione by his side every step of the way. He then realised that it had been that way all along. He had just been too blind to see what had been in front of his face the year before. The kiss at Kings Cross, the hugs, the reluctant counselling for his dating and many more occasions. She was the pillar of his strength and he needed her near him. "Hermione, I think. . .I may be. . .In L-L-Love with you. I just. . .can't explain it but."

He was cut short by Hermione who hugged him tightly.

"Thank you Harry. Thank you. I Love you too. You're just. . .you and I couldn't ask for more." He felt more then saw the tears on her face but he knew them to be tears of joy.

"I Love you, I Love you, I Love you, I Love you, I Love you!" She said each time louder. She repeated herself to Harry who hugged tighter.

"And I you Hermione." He said. "How about we get some sleep. I'll head over to the guest room." He started but she took hold of his arm before he could move.

"Stay." Was the last word said by the either of them for quite some time.

Hermione got up and started to undress. Harry was captivated by the motions of her hands as she stripped her clothing and sent it to the floor in a neat pile. She took an oversized shirt from her dresser and put it over her underwear. Her hands went under the thin fabric of the old slack shirt and removed her bra. His eyes bulged out of their orbits as he saw the frilly garment fall to the floor. The moonlight sent a halo of silvery luminescence to her features adding to her beauty. His eyes widened even more when she climbed in bed besides him. He squirmed as he tried to hide his blatant bodily response to her denuding herself in front of him but failed miserably. It became even worst when she seized the hem of his shirt and slowly removed it from his torso. Dragging her soft hands over his muscled frame. Harry barely managed to contain a growl at the sensations that were shooting throughout his body.

Hermione hesitated to remove his trousers. His chest was one thing but she needed to touch lower then she wanted at the moment. Harry had a similar argument with himself. He knew that if Hermione was to even graze him in that area he'd lose all control and do something he wasn't ready for. He decided to take them off quickly and try to fall asleep. To say he was unsuccessful in either of those goals would be the understatement of the year.

He reached for his belt at the same time Hermione had gathered her courage. Their hands met and Harry was thankful hers was over his. She removed her hand, dragging it over his arm and causing shivers to run up and down his spine. He fumbled with the button of his pants for a second. He was unable to control the trembling she induced in him. Once the obstacle to his comfort removed, he settled for sleep. Only ten minutes later and he still felt completely aware, too aware maybe, of his surroundings. Hermione was nestled deep within his embrace and he couldn't say he was uncomfortable. The fact is that he was too comfortable to sleep.

Hermione looked at him from her position over his chest. They looked each other for a short while.

"Can't sleep?" She asked him after watching for a while.

"No, I'm not sleepy anymore. I feel. . .I dunno, the most comfortable I've felt in my life, as though I belong here with you." He whispered in her hair. Hermione had eared him whisper to her before but this single time affected her quite differently. The circumstances contributed to this as well and she found the feeling quite pleasant when it wasn't in a life or death situation.

"I'm just afraid I'll do something I shouldn't or something like that." He said in another whisper.

"I trust you Harry." It was her turn to whisper softly to him and Harry found out it drove him crazy. "It's me I don't trust. . ." She trailled off.

"If you whisper one more word I'll go crazy Hermione." He hadn't changed his own tone of voice and instead of him going crazy it was Hermione who almost jumped on top of him to once again rejoin their war of the lips. Harry, being a teenage male, was highly susceptible to the multiple assets of the female body and the same assets were pressed to his body and only separated by very thin pieces of clothing. To say his control went out the window would be an understatement.

When they were finished. The few pieces of clothing they had been wearing were on the floor and a pair of rather frustrated teens were laying on the bed.

"Why did you have to think about protection?" Hermione asked Harry.

"I never thought I'd see the day Hermione Granger would berate me for thinking about our possible future. I want children but not until I graduate. I don't even know why I thought about it." Harry teased her. Hermione giggled.

"Well. . .there are. . .other ways to relieve the tension." She said sexily. Her hand dropped low and Harry's eyes rolled into his skull. He was sure he was in heaven.

It was well into the night that they finally fell asleep, satisfied and one another's arms.

At 12 Grimmauld Place, back when we left Ron

"My god Ron! What happened to you?" Ginny asked her brother who had a socky substance over his face.

'No doubt a trick of the twins' Ginny thought

"Well, It started with a weird dream from some sort of ancestor or another who decided I was going to get trained into this really ancient magic. Could you give me some food, I have problems controlling my strength. He told me it came with this body condition though. Let's just say I'm tougher and quite heavier. I dunno my own strength and I have enough power to beat You-Know-Who into a bleeding pulp." He explained. Ginny served him an helping of food.

"You're officially bonkers Ron. Next you're going to say you're a mix between a statue, a human and some sort of spirit. It's just another way to tease me I'll bet." She said, taking it in stride.

"Sort of, it's a rock golem, my own flesh and blood and that of a Mazoku." He said. Ginny looked at him as though he was Luna Lovegood.

"You are completely bonkers Ronald Weasley." She shook her head as she waited for the effects to wear off. After quite some time and Ron's meal she was almost convinced he had polyjuiced himself wrong. It was then the rest of the Weasley clan entered the Room along with some members of the order.

"RON! What happened to you? FRED! GOERGE!" His mother roared for her trickster sons.

"We're innocent mom!" George exclaimed.

"And we can't say that truthfully often. How did you do it bro?" Fred asked his brother with a wide grin.

"Well Gin seems to believe I misused a Polyjuice potion but that would be impossible since I'd need organic material for it to work. I had a freaky dream and woke up like this." Ron explained his brothers.

Mrs Weasley was talking fast to her older son Bill. As a curse breaker for Gringotts he was familiar with many counter curses.

"I'll try to cure you Ron alright." He said as he approached.

"If it's just the appearance I can solve that." Ron said as he closed his eyes. That part of his training had been hammered quite hard into his skull and was harder to tap into. He concentrated on his nature and regained his normal pink colors.

Mrs Weasley had gone to find Dumbledore who had yet to leave and was bringing him into the room when he changed back.

"I see Molly. Don't worry, your son is quite capable of defending himself I believe." Dumbledore told the woman who hugged her son.

"Mooom! You're embarrassing me!" Ron shook her off and got up. "I'm going home for a while. I need to get something from the house for Harry. I'll bet he'll want the ruddy boost gems.

"But Death Eaters might be there." Charlie, a dragon caretaker, told his younger brother.

"Don't worry." Ron said as he reverted to his Chimera mode. "I won't be long."

With that he went to the fireplace and threw a pinch of floo powder in the flames.

"THE BURROW!" Was his final yell.

"We should have stopped him." Molly said finally.

"It is out of our hands Molly. Your son has grown up faster then he should have and so have Harry and Hermione." Dumbledore told her.

"You were right professor." A tear was rolling down her cheek. "I won't object to his induction into the order. He'll be on the first line of fire anyway. . ." She hugged her daughter suddenly, sobbing onto the shoulder of the last of her children who wasn't already an adult.

Ron tumbled out of the fireplace to see a familiar face at the table. The person drew out his wand and pointed it at him.

"Who. . .who's there?" Ron knew the shaky voice. It had to be his wayward brother. He narrowed his eyes and talked.

"Percy? Is that you?" He asked.

"Ron?" Percy approached. He looked like a wreck, his proper suit was in a state of disarray and he hadn't shaven for a few weeks. His eyes widened at the sight of Ron and he almost shouted. Ron stopped him with his hand when he sensed people around.

"Percy, floo somewhere else like the Leaky Caul;dron and wait there. I'll send mom and dad over to get you. I assume you wanted to talk to them." Ron was frowning but blood remains thicker then water. If his brother looked like that then he had to at least talk to his parents.

Ron pushed him to the fireplace.

"What about you Ron? I can't leave you here!" He exclaimed. A curse flew inside. A green flash which burned a hole into a wall.

"I have matters to attend to! I'm more capable then them any day of the week! Now get out of here!" He threw a pinch of floo powder into the fire and yelled. "12 GRIMMAULD PLACE!" He pushed Percy through as he told him his instructions.

"Tell mom and dad about the attack! I'll hold them off!" Ron yelled as he prepared his first weak spell. 'Mom will kill me for this but. . .BOMB DI WIEND!"

The weak wind attack blew the wall out and kicked enough dirt up for Ron to conceal himself. With his increased senses, he was able to pick up the death eaters around attacking.

"That must be Dumbledore! Retreat!" One of them called in front of the destruction. They had to have orders to retreat at the first sign of the headmaster. Ron came out and sent a spell in the hopes that they would at least end up splinched on the floor when they arrived.

"Hikari yo. Waga mi ni tsudoite senkoo to nari Shin'en naru yami ouchiharae. . .ELEMENKIA LANCE!" The stunning spell shot out to the nearest death eater and instead of him disappearing, he fell to the ground in pain. Clutching the mark on his arm. A ghastly green image of a skull and snake separated itself from his arm in a slow and probably painful way. The man fell to the ground panting just as the reinforcement arrived from the floo and apparition.

"They're gone. I caught one of them but I think the dark mark disappeared." Ron said as he surveyed the scene. The fallen one was the only one around but Dumbledore still ordered a search.

"Weasley. I don't know what was your idea to send your brother to Headquarters. You compromised our security." Snape said from beside him. He had a cloak around him concealing his features.

"Better compromised then dead Snape. This may be war but unnecessary casualties of civilians is quite bad from my point of view." Ron answered the potion master rudely. Snape grunted something about Dumbledore being off his rocker and strode off to get useful.

"Mr Weasley. I believe we may need to have a little chat." Dumbledore told him.

"I'll explain when Harry gets here tomorrow. Give me a second professor. RAYWING!" Ron rose to the level of the ornament on top of the tower of the burrow. Hidden as the pillon of the thing was the blood red stone he was looking for. "Demon's blood." He whispered as he took the gem. He lowered to the ground and looked at Dumbledore.

"This particular item is Harry's to use. It's a sort of magical amplifier. He can't use his ultimate spells without the four gems of the set. He'll come for this tomorrow I'll bet but what he decides to explain will be what you'll get professor. I don't call the shots here. He does and he's stubborn enough to not say a word and I won't say anything either." Ron said as he pocketed the gem and went to the fireplace. Once at Grimmauld place. He found his mother crying out of joy at having her son back. Fred and George looked like they were not through with him yet but okay with it nonetheless.

"Ron." His father called him from his position next to his mother.

"What is it dad?" Mr Weasley looked dead serious, just like the twins did before a Quidditch game during the speech.

"Dumbledore wants to induct you Harry and Hermione into the order. Your mother and I agreed but. . .it's hard." He said with finality. He had seen his children grow and leave the nest of the Burrow but never as young as Ron.

"I just hope it's not too late. Harry has serious issues with Dumbledore here dad. I don't know the whole story but it could get ugly." Ron announced. "As for me leaving." He smilled widely. "Unless you noticed I've been on the front line of danger willingly since I got into the express 6 years ago and I'm still breathing. I'm not an adult yet, just a mature teenager."

"NOOOOOOOOO" The Twins shouted

"Our little brother" Fred started

"Has been" George continued

"CORRUPTED!" They ended together.

"Please Ron! Don't turn to the light side! Think of all your missing!" George pleaded.

"Yeah! Traveling! Adventuring! Girls!" Fred ended.

"I've adventured enough, went to Egypt so I travelled and girls like mature men!" He stated proudly.

"Not Katie and Alicia at any rate!" Fred grinned widely thinking of his girlfriend just as George got a wide smile and went to fantasy land.