Title: The Betrayal
Author: Praenubilus
Summary: Someone betrays Harry to Voldemort. Who could it be? HP/HG
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Just the usual blah, blah, blah. I don't anything except the plot.
"Would you to meet the one who betrayed you?" Voldemort asked Harry, with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Harry, unable to speak due to being charmed silent and tied to a tree god knows where, only stared forward with icy hatred shining in his emerald eyes. Voldemort answered his own question.
"Of course you would."
Harry saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He saw the traitor step forward and remove his mask. It was Ron. Voldemort took his charm off Harry. Harry was able to speak now.
"Why, Ron, why?"
"Why?! Your honestly asking me why? Think about it Harry, I was so
sure you were smarter than this."
Harry still only stared forward, his mind was still processing what was going on in front of him. He refused to believe this was the truth. Ron spoke again.
"You stupid little git, you really want to know why I did this? Well,
here's your answer, listen closely I'm not going to repeat myself. I
hate you. That's right, I hate you, Harry Potter. I'm sick of you.
I'm sick of you having all the attention, sick of being your bloody
shadow, having to take your leftovers. Everyone bow before the famous
Harry Potter! You would be nothing without me. But I didn't even get
an ounce of respect."
"That's not true, Ron!" yelled Hermione.
Ron turned to Hermione.
"Shut up you stupid little mudblood prat."
Ron turned back to Harry.
"And now everyone will know me for me. I'll no longer be poor Ronald
Weasley, the boy who can't afford proper robes and hides in Harry
Potter's shadow. No, they'll know me as Ronald Weasley, the best
Deatheater Voldemort ever had, because I gave him Harry Potter."
Harry was stunned by the information he had just received. 'Could this all be true?' he thought 'Have I been in the dark this long?' Hermione spoke up.
"Ron, listen to me, this isn't you. You don't want to do this."
"But that's where you're wrong Hermione, this is me, this has always been me."
"Ron, please you don't do this."
"And why shouldn't I? You know what really brought me down Hermione?
You and Harry. How could the both of you sneak around behind my back
like that? It hurt that you two didn't tell me, I was supposed to be
your best friend."
Ron turned to Harry.
"And you! You knew I had feeling for Hermione, how could you do that to me?"
Ron looked at them both.
"Hermione, you could have done much better than him. Oh well."
Ron spun around towards Harry and walked up close to him. He pressed his body against Harry's and whispered in his ear.
"She was supposed to be mine.....now you both die."
Ron backed up, pointed his wand at Harry's heart and in one forceful burst shouted the word
"CRUICIO!"
A/N: Woah, evil Ron.....who saw that coming, I sure didn't
This is the first story I have ever written but it was never posted until now. It the first and most likely only het story I will write.
Author: Praenubilus
Summary: Someone betrays Harry to Voldemort. Who could it be? HP/HG
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Just the usual blah, blah, blah. I don't anything except the plot.
"Would you to meet the one who betrayed you?" Voldemort asked Harry, with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Harry, unable to speak due to being charmed silent and tied to a tree god knows where, only stared forward with icy hatred shining in his emerald eyes. Voldemort answered his own question.
"Of course you would."
Harry saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He saw the traitor step forward and remove his mask. It was Ron. Voldemort took his charm off Harry. Harry was able to speak now.
"Why, Ron, why?"
"Why?! Your honestly asking me why? Think about it Harry, I was so
sure you were smarter than this."
Harry still only stared forward, his mind was still processing what was going on in front of him. He refused to believe this was the truth. Ron spoke again.
"You stupid little git, you really want to know why I did this? Well,
here's your answer, listen closely I'm not going to repeat myself. I
hate you. That's right, I hate you, Harry Potter. I'm sick of you.
I'm sick of you having all the attention, sick of being your bloody
shadow, having to take your leftovers. Everyone bow before the famous
Harry Potter! You would be nothing without me. But I didn't even get
an ounce of respect."
"That's not true, Ron!" yelled Hermione.
Ron turned to Hermione.
"Shut up you stupid little mudblood prat."
Ron turned back to Harry.
"And now everyone will know me for me. I'll no longer be poor Ronald
Weasley, the boy who can't afford proper robes and hides in Harry
Potter's shadow. No, they'll know me as Ronald Weasley, the best
Deatheater Voldemort ever had, because I gave him Harry Potter."
Harry was stunned by the information he had just received. 'Could this all be true?' he thought 'Have I been in the dark this long?' Hermione spoke up.
"Ron, listen to me, this isn't you. You don't want to do this."
"But that's where you're wrong Hermione, this is me, this has always been me."
"Ron, please you don't do this."
"And why shouldn't I? You know what really brought me down Hermione?
You and Harry. How could the both of you sneak around behind my back
like that? It hurt that you two didn't tell me, I was supposed to be
your best friend."
Ron turned to Harry.
"And you! You knew I had feeling for Hermione, how could you do that to me?"
Ron looked at them both.
"Hermione, you could have done much better than him. Oh well."
Ron spun around towards Harry and walked up close to him. He pressed his body against Harry's and whispered in his ear.
"She was supposed to be mine.....now you both die."
Ron backed up, pointed his wand at Harry's heart and in one forceful burst shouted the word
"CRUICIO!"
A/N: Woah, evil Ron.....who saw that coming, I sure didn't
This is the first story I have ever written but it was never posted until now. It the first and most likely only het story I will write.