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VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 4: Modes of Transportation
Ginny's bright eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the morning sunlight. She lay on her side and she could feel Harry's warm arm wrapped around her waist. She was comfortable and content, but she knew she had to move before Ron woke up.
But when she tossed back the sheets and lifted her head, Ginny realized that Ron was already awake and out of bed.
"Bollocks!" she cursed, shaking the man next to her. "Harry! Harry!"
"Ginny?" Harry groaned into the pillow. He maneuvered his head toward the voice of the only Weasley girl and carefully opened his piercing green eyes.
"Ron woke up! He must have seen us! And worse, he's gone! He's probably off doing something idiotic to try and find Hermione!"
Harry shot up in bed and ran a hand through his messy black hair. "Great!" he said sarcastically while putting on his glasses. "Not only do I have to find him, he's going to pound me when I do."
Ginny let out a little laugh. "He's not going to pound you. He loves you. I love you."
Harry leaned over, still staring into her eyes. "I love you too, Ginny."
He moved in to kiss her lips, but just then the bathroom door clicked open.
"Ron!" Ginny yelped as she and Harry both popped up, sitting rigid in the bed. "We can explain!"
"No need, Harry." Ron said, walking into the room wearing only jeans and rustling his hair with a white towel. "I was pretty sure you were snogging my sister."
Ginny's mouth hung open in a look of utter shock.
Ron walked her and closed her mouth with his hand. "I may be your older brother, but I'm not daft." He sang, mocking her tone from the night before.
"Ron, where are you going at 8 o'clock in the morning?"
"I'm going to find my Hermione." Ron threw a shirt over his head and grabbed his wand off the nightstand.
"You can't just go off to play hero, man!" Harry warned. "Trust me! I learned that the hard way! This case will be fine in the hands of the Aurors."
Ron turned and aimed his wand directly between Harry's eyes. "Don't lecture me, Potter. Let me make my own fucking decisions and I'll let you do the same." Malice consumed Ron's voice. His eyes quickly passed over Ginny before staring at Harry again.
"Okay! Okay!" Harry caved, getting the point and beckoning Ron to put the wand down.
"Keep your head on!" Harry added as Ron shoved his wand into his pocket.
A comical grin spread across Ron's face as he walked toward Harry's bed. Without hesitation, he tore back the sheets of the bed.
Looking Harry in the eye, Ron leaned over and firmly grasped Harry's shoulder.
"And you keep your trousers on."
With these famous last words, Ron hurried out the door. Harry sat there with the same terrified look for several moments and Ginny giggled hysterically.
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Ron opened up the small red notebook he found in Hermione's bag before Harry and Ginny woke up. There were all kinds of notes in it, even some potion recipes. He flipped through the pages, scanning for any similar potions to the one in the locket.
"Potion is a chunky substance." No, that wasn't it. He flipped the page.
"Red bubbles emit from the pink liquid." Ron scrunched up his nose. What kind of experiments was Hermione doing in her spare time?
"Potion is a deep green color and remains placid." Ron rejoiced as he realized that this must be the potion.
"All three tests prove successful. The vials were placed in different areas, and drinking from one would automatically lead the drinker to the other."
"Hermione, you're brilliant!" Ron said to the empty hallway.
It was a transportation potion! If Hermione had the other half of this potion, drinking it would lead him to her!
Ron carefully opened the locket and lifted the glass on one side. There was nothing in the notebook about dosage, so he decided half would a safe amount.
"Well Hermione, let's hope your concoctions really work." Ron gripped his wand, tilted his head back and let the sticky potion slide down his throat.
When he looked around again, his surroundings were completely different.
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As Harry sat on the balcony, his mind raced.
Why had he let Ron go alone? Was it in sheer shock of the moment? Was he afraid of facing pain or death once more, even for Hermione?
His head hung as if there was a weight on the back of his neck. Ron had been gone for only a few minutes, but Harry hadn't the fondest idea where he'd disappeared to so quickly.
He could hear the sound of water as Ginny turned on the shower. She seemed so much calmer about it all. She trusted that Ron's heart who lead him to Hermione, and that his strength would get them both home safely.
Before Harry's thoughts could depress him more, he was distracted by a knock on the door.
"Harry Potter?" the man at the door questioned once Harry had opened it. Harry nodded.
"I'm from the Aurors Department. Where are the Weasleys?" The man surveyed the room with a certain look of scrutiny etched on his face as he showed Harry his official Auror badge.
"Well, Ginny is in the shower." Harry said, pointing to the bathroom door. "And Ron.. just stepped out."
"Mr. Weasley left? To go where?" The Auror had a dire tone in his voice, but all Harry could do was shrug and shake his head in reply.
"Get Miss Weasley out of the shower. I don't want to scare her."
Assuming that the man wished to speak with them as quickly as possible, Harry knocked on the bathroom door and called out to her.
"Hey Ginny! I need you to get out of the shower! There's someone here to see us!"
"Oh, of course! I'll be right there!" Her muffled voice rang out as the water stopped.
Harry walked over to his bed to pick up his wand, but he heard "Expelliarmus!" from behind him, and the wand flew away from his hand.
Harry whipped around to find the Auror with his and Ginny's wand in a tight fist.
Ginny walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, her hair still dripping wet. She looked between Harry's furious eyes and the wands in the strangers' hands.
"Why did he take our wands?" she asked Harry, sounding very confused.
"I'm sorry Miss Weasley, but we're going to have to detain you. Your brother too." The Auror spoke up. He pocketed their wands. "It's ministry orders."
"You bloody idiot!" Ginny shouted. "Do you really think you're going to find her if you detain us?"
Harry smiled. He was shocked that Ginny had spoken like that to a man of such high authority, but he would have said it himself if he had a pinch more of that Gryffindor courage.
"You are targets, Miss Weasley!" The man yelled. Harry stood up, but the Auror pointed his wand at him before he made another move.
"You can go quietly, or I can go by force. It doesn't make that much of a difference to me."
Harry and Ginny stared at each other for a moment before giving in.
"Good." The man said. "I knew you'd be good sports."
The man grabbed Harry and Ginny's wrist, murmured an enchantment under his breath, and they were thrown into a whirlwind of color and light.
They landed again in the same positions, except the room was white with only three beds inside.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"That information is classified, Mr. Potter." The man said.
"The bathroom is right there." He said, pointing to a door that almost blended into the wall.
"Your garments and other permissible personal items will be delivered to you. Meals are served at 8am, 1pm, and 6pm. Ronald should be joining you soon."
Without another word, the Auror walked out of the room. Harry and Ginny heard a lock click into place from the outside.
"Dammit!" Harry screamed, punching the wall. "This isn't safety! This is a prison! I guess nobody cares a prophecy isn't ruining your life!"
"We have to get out of here!" Ginny cried.
"How?"
"I don't know! You're The Boy Who Bloody Lived! You beat Lord Voldemort! You can get us out of here!"
Ginny fell up against the wall, sliding down the side as a single tear fell down her cheek.
Harry kneeled down next to her, consoling her as best he could. "You're right, Gin. We need to help Ron and save Hermione."
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This chapter is more a lead, so the next chapter is action-packed!
Wanna find out what happens? Review!
Rose-petal-forever- I've never seen Bad Boys 2, but I don't mind the comparison! Thank you for being such an avid reviewer and this chapter will answer some of your questions!
Oobergoober- Yes, my pen name is name after the song 'Konstantine' by Something Corporate. That's such an amazing song! I hope you enjoy the story!
VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 4: Modes of Transportation
Ginny's bright eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the morning sunlight. She lay on her side and she could feel Harry's warm arm wrapped around her waist. She was comfortable and content, but she knew she had to move before Ron woke up.
But when she tossed back the sheets and lifted her head, Ginny realized that Ron was already awake and out of bed.
"Bollocks!" she cursed, shaking the man next to her. "Harry! Harry!"
"Ginny?" Harry groaned into the pillow. He maneuvered his head toward the voice of the only Weasley girl and carefully opened his piercing green eyes.
"Ron woke up! He must have seen us! And worse, he's gone! He's probably off doing something idiotic to try and find Hermione!"
Harry shot up in bed and ran a hand through his messy black hair. "Great!" he said sarcastically while putting on his glasses. "Not only do I have to find him, he's going to pound me when I do."
Ginny let out a little laugh. "He's not going to pound you. He loves you. I love you."
Harry leaned over, still staring into her eyes. "I love you too, Ginny."
He moved in to kiss her lips, but just then the bathroom door clicked open.
"Ron!" Ginny yelped as she and Harry both popped up, sitting rigid in the bed. "We can explain!"
"No need, Harry." Ron said, walking into the room wearing only jeans and rustling his hair with a white towel. "I was pretty sure you were snogging my sister."
Ginny's mouth hung open in a look of utter shock.
Ron walked her and closed her mouth with his hand. "I may be your older brother, but I'm not daft." He sang, mocking her tone from the night before.
"Ron, where are you going at 8 o'clock in the morning?"
"I'm going to find my Hermione." Ron threw a shirt over his head and grabbed his wand off the nightstand.
"You can't just go off to play hero, man!" Harry warned. "Trust me! I learned that the hard way! This case will be fine in the hands of the Aurors."
Ron turned and aimed his wand directly between Harry's eyes. "Don't lecture me, Potter. Let me make my own fucking decisions and I'll let you do the same." Malice consumed Ron's voice. His eyes quickly passed over Ginny before staring at Harry again.
"Okay! Okay!" Harry caved, getting the point and beckoning Ron to put the wand down.
"Keep your head on!" Harry added as Ron shoved his wand into his pocket.
A comical grin spread across Ron's face as he walked toward Harry's bed. Without hesitation, he tore back the sheets of the bed.
Looking Harry in the eye, Ron leaned over and firmly grasped Harry's shoulder.
"And you keep your trousers on."
With these famous last words, Ron hurried out the door. Harry sat there with the same terrified look for several moments and Ginny giggled hysterically.
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Ron opened up the small red notebook he found in Hermione's bag before Harry and Ginny woke up. There were all kinds of notes in it, even some potion recipes. He flipped through the pages, scanning for any similar potions to the one in the locket.
"Potion is a chunky substance." No, that wasn't it. He flipped the page.
"Red bubbles emit from the pink liquid." Ron scrunched up his nose. What kind of experiments was Hermione doing in her spare time?
"Potion is a deep green color and remains placid." Ron rejoiced as he realized that this must be the potion.
"All three tests prove successful. The vials were placed in different areas, and drinking from one would automatically lead the drinker to the other."
"Hermione, you're brilliant!" Ron said to the empty hallway.
It was a transportation potion! If Hermione had the other half of this potion, drinking it would lead him to her!
Ron carefully opened the locket and lifted the glass on one side. There was nothing in the notebook about dosage, so he decided half would a safe amount.
"Well Hermione, let's hope your concoctions really work." Ron gripped his wand, tilted his head back and let the sticky potion slide down his throat.
When he looked around again, his surroundings were completely different.
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As Harry sat on the balcony, his mind raced.
Why had he let Ron go alone? Was it in sheer shock of the moment? Was he afraid of facing pain or death once more, even for Hermione?
His head hung as if there was a weight on the back of his neck. Ron had been gone for only a few minutes, but Harry hadn't the fondest idea where he'd disappeared to so quickly.
He could hear the sound of water as Ginny turned on the shower. She seemed so much calmer about it all. She trusted that Ron's heart who lead him to Hermione, and that his strength would get them both home safely.
Before Harry's thoughts could depress him more, he was distracted by a knock on the door.
"Harry Potter?" the man at the door questioned once Harry had opened it. Harry nodded.
"I'm from the Aurors Department. Where are the Weasleys?" The man surveyed the room with a certain look of scrutiny etched on his face as he showed Harry his official Auror badge.
"Well, Ginny is in the shower." Harry said, pointing to the bathroom door. "And Ron.. just stepped out."
"Mr. Weasley left? To go where?" The Auror had a dire tone in his voice, but all Harry could do was shrug and shake his head in reply.
"Get Miss Weasley out of the shower. I don't want to scare her."
Assuming that the man wished to speak with them as quickly as possible, Harry knocked on the bathroom door and called out to her.
"Hey Ginny! I need you to get out of the shower! There's someone here to see us!"
"Oh, of course! I'll be right there!" Her muffled voice rang out as the water stopped.
Harry walked over to his bed to pick up his wand, but he heard "Expelliarmus!" from behind him, and the wand flew away from his hand.
Harry whipped around to find the Auror with his and Ginny's wand in a tight fist.
Ginny walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, her hair still dripping wet. She looked between Harry's furious eyes and the wands in the strangers' hands.
"Why did he take our wands?" she asked Harry, sounding very confused.
"I'm sorry Miss Weasley, but we're going to have to detain you. Your brother too." The Auror spoke up. He pocketed their wands. "It's ministry orders."
"You bloody idiot!" Ginny shouted. "Do you really think you're going to find her if you detain us?"
Harry smiled. He was shocked that Ginny had spoken like that to a man of such high authority, but he would have said it himself if he had a pinch more of that Gryffindor courage.
"You are targets, Miss Weasley!" The man yelled. Harry stood up, but the Auror pointed his wand at him before he made another move.
"You can go quietly, or I can go by force. It doesn't make that much of a difference to me."
Harry and Ginny stared at each other for a moment before giving in.
"Good." The man said. "I knew you'd be good sports."
The man grabbed Harry and Ginny's wrist, murmured an enchantment under his breath, and they were thrown into a whirlwind of color and light.
They landed again in the same positions, except the room was white with only three beds inside.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"That information is classified, Mr. Potter." The man said.
"The bathroom is right there." He said, pointing to a door that almost blended into the wall.
"Your garments and other permissible personal items will be delivered to you. Meals are served at 8am, 1pm, and 6pm. Ronald should be joining you soon."
Without another word, the Auror walked out of the room. Harry and Ginny heard a lock click into place from the outside.
"Dammit!" Harry screamed, punching the wall. "This isn't safety! This is a prison! I guess nobody cares a prophecy isn't ruining your life!"
"We have to get out of here!" Ginny cried.
"How?"
"I don't know! You're The Boy Who Bloody Lived! You beat Lord Voldemort! You can get us out of here!"
Ginny fell up against the wall, sliding down the side as a single tear fell down her cheek.
Harry kneeled down next to her, consoling her as best he could. "You're right, Gin. We need to help Ron and save Hermione."
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This chapter is more a lead, so the next chapter is action-packed!
Wanna find out what happens? Review!