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Here it is. You'll see some things you weren't expecting (kind of).
For having an entrance that was a sewer grate, the Bourbon Street Academy was very well-to-do, Ron noticed as he and Hermione stood holed up in one the building's classrooms. They had been forced into the room during the fight that had exploded minutes before.
Ron had charged the first Death Eater he had seen, thereby beginning the huge firefight they were now involved in. Ron and Hermione had been able to hold their own for a while. The power that Ron had achieved upon becoming a Sentinel had helped a lot, but it had been Hermione's magic that had really driven back the enemy.
Due to her one hundred and twelve percent average, Hermione had been allowed full access to the Restricted Section in the Hogwarts library. She had absorbed the intricate and often times dangerous information like a sponge. She had mastered spells that wizards decades older than her could not handle. She had denied herself the right to look in any Dark Arts spell books, but had memorized everything else. She hadn't had a chance to test any one these new spells until she and Ron broke into the Academy.
Ron had always thought that being a Sentinel meant that you protected your bond-mate from any harm. But after seeing the amazing things that Hermione could do with her wand, Ron realized that it went both ways. Hermione would look after him the same way that he looked after her.
After the initial surprise, the remaining Death Eaters had organized themselves and Ron and Hermione were forced to retreat into one of the classrooms. Ron now leaned against the door, keeping it closed. It rattled and shook on its hinges as spell after spell hit it from the other side.
Ron wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to Hermione. (I don't know how much longer this door will hold)" he sent calmly.
Hermione, who had been wracking her brain for a possible course of action, looked up and asked, (You can't hold it shut?)
Ron snorted. (Oh, I can hold it shut all day. The door itself is coming apart. We need to think of something.)
Which meant Hermione had to think of something. No matter how powerful Ron had become, he knew the treasure that Hermione's brain was and relied on it as much as possible.
The look of intense concentration left Hermione face and she snapped her fingers. (I've got it!) she sent as she walked towards the door.
Standing on the tips of her toes, Hermione traced a strange symbol above the door with her wand. She muttered a few strange words and the symbol began to glow with a pale light. Hermione smiled strangely. (I can't believe it worked!)
(What'd you do?) Ron asked after the door gave a particularly large lurch.
(You'll see.) she sent and began backing . (You should get away from the door.)
Ron nodded and backed away for the door. Without Ron holding it, the door began to come apart even faster. It rattled and shook on its hinges as the Death Eater spells boomed into it again and again.
When Ron reached Hermione, they ducked behind one of the counters the Ron assumed were used by the students of the Academy for Potions. Ron threw a questioning glance at Hermione, but she only held up one finger and sent, (Just wait.) Ron nodded and went back to watching the door.
With on final bang, the door flew off of its hinges and soared into the classroom. Ron and Hermione stayed hidden as the first Death Eater came into view. The man crept forward slowly, expecting an attack at any moment, knowing that Ron and Hermione were still within.
But he hadn't been expecting an attack from the doorway itself. After the urging from several other Death Eaters, the man slowly stuck his head into the doorway. Hermione's grip on Ron's hand tightened as the symbol above the door changed from a pale white to a dark red.
With a flash, the entire doorway was filled with a brutal, red light. When the light struck the man, he flung violently back out of the doorway. He collided with another Death Eater who had been waiting anxiously by the door. They both fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Whoa." Ron muttered as he saw the effect of Hermione's spell.
A second Death Eater walked forward, even more cautiously. He held his wand out in front of him, as if he was trying to poke whatever had harmed the first man.
Ron snorted. "How much longer will that thing last?" he asked Hermione quietly.
Hermione shrugged. "I shouldn't have been able to cast it at all. Wizards have died trying to make one of those."
Ron's eyes widened comically. "Why the hell did you it, then?! You could have died!"
"I was pretty sure I could do it." Hermione said sheepishly. "You didn't have a plan!" she muttered angrily.
Ron muttered under his breath. Hermione couldn't tell what he said, but she knew he wasn't happy.
"What do we do now?" he asked after a moment.
"We need to find Harry and Ginny."
"We can't get out of this room!" Ron said, motioning to symbol Hermione had made over the doorway.
"Sure we can!" Hermione said. "The spell is only supposed work on people that want to harm the caster...me."
"So we can get in and out?"
"Yup...I think." Hermione said avoiding Ron's eyes.
"What? What do you mean you think?"
"Well...the spell is only supposed to hurt those who want to harm the caster,...but I'm not sure if did it right."
"How do we find out if you did it right or not?"
"We go through it." Hermione stated.
This statement was accentuated by the second Death Eater being tossed down the hallway like a rag-doll. He came to a stop about forty feet down the hallway.
"We're supposed to go through that?!" Ron exclaimed.
"We can't stay here!" Hermione screamed. "They can't get in here, but if we don't leave, they can wait us out. We'll starve to death! We need to find Harry and Ginny before Voldemort shows up!"
The mention of Voldemort sent fear up Ron's spine. "Fine." he spat. "I'll go through. You stay here."
"No!" Hermione screamed. "You're not leaving me behind!"
Ron turned Hermione's shoulders until she faced him directly. (This is the safest room in the building!) Ron sent. (They can't get in here. You stay here and I'll find Harry and Ginny.)
It was strange how commanding Ron was when he was speaking directly to her mind. (Fine. I'll stay. But you have to promise me you'll come back.)
A smile lit Ron's honest face. (I'll be back.) he sent. (I still have to propose, right?)
Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes. (Right. It better be romantic.)
Ron brought Hermione into a tight embrace. (I love you so much.)
Hermione returned the thought. (I love you.)
Ron leaned in a kissed Hermione. It was a long, passionate kiss and it left his knees feeling slightly weak. He felt the Sentinel magic pass between them as their skin touched. He broke the kiss and gave Hermione a confident wink. (I'll see you in a bit.) he sent and stood up.
When the remaining Death Eaters saw Ron stand, they pulled out their wands and began casting spells at him. Ron prepared himself to dodge, but saw that the spells were stopped by the barrier that Hermione had created. When the spells reached the doorway, the red light swallowed them.
Ron began to run towards the door. By the time he reached it, he was at a full-out sprint. Which was very fast considering how powerful he had become. The Death Eaters began to back up and prepared for when Ron would come out of the room.
Ron reached the door and braced himself for the red light. But when he passed through the door, instead of being pummeled by red light, he was engulfed by a pale blue light. It didn't hurt, in fact, it almost felt good.
He passed through the door, and the light disappeared. His victory of making it through the door without being killed was erased by the fact that he was surrounded by three Death Eaters with wands drawn. He grabbed the first on around the wrist and pulled. The man squealed and toppled towards Ron.
Ron brought his fist up and punched the man in the jaw. The man grunted and his eyes became unfocused. Ron saw a second Death Eater begin a spell. Ron tightened his grip on the first Death Eater and swung him like club. The second Death Eater fell to the ground as he was hit with his companion's body.
"Avada Kedavra!" came a voice from behind Ron.
Still holding the first Death Eater, Ron spun around towards the voice. He saw a horrible bar of green light speeding towards him. With a frantic burst of energy, Ron lifted the first Death Eater in front of him and used him like a shield.
The spell hit the Death Eater that Ron was holding squarely in the chest. Ron heard the man's last breath exit his mouth in one burst. Ron dropped the man's corpse and leaped at the man. With a scream of fury, Ron swung a fist at the man. It connected with man's face and he was thrown back into the wall. The man slumped to the floor and his eyes closed.
Ron turned back to Hermione and raised one hand. (I'll be back. I promise.)
He turned back and ran down the hallway, searching for any stairs that would take him up to the second floor.
***
Harry listened closely at the door for any sounds of fighting. It had gotten very loud a few minutes earlier, but since then, he hadn't heard anything.
"I hope Ron and Hermione are OK." Ginny said anxiously.
Harry turned to her. He forced a smile onto his face. "I'm sure they're fine. They're probably just trying to find us, now."
Ginny nodded and sat back down on the floor. She didn't look convinced.
Harry wasn't convinced either. He was scared that Ron and Hermione had been captured or killed already. There hadn't been a noise from downstairs in a while.
The voices from outside the door had left soon after Harry had heard their conversation. They were probably off somewhere trying to fight Ron and Hermione. Or welcoming Voldemort. Every second that passed brought Harry closer to a showdown with his most hated enemy. That realization didn't bring fear like it should have. Harry felt only anxiety for Ginny's sake. He knew that if they were in this cell when Voldemort showed up, both he and Ginny would die.
Harry pushed the thought of Ginny's death out of his mind. It was too painful to think about.
Harry had tried to knock down the door with spell from his wand that Ginny had pinched, but they weren't nearly powerful enough. So now they waited for any sign of what had happened outside.
Suddenly, Harry heard a grunt form outside the door. Something fell to the floor and Harry could hear the metal jingling just outside. The keyhole gave a loud click and the door began to slide open.
Harry jumped back and leveled his wand at whatever would come through the door. He wouldn't let Ginny die while he was still alive to stop it.
A red-haired head popped inside the room. Ron saw the wand leveled at his face and said, "Hey, if you wanted privacy, all you had to do was ask."
Harry's arm dropped. "Ron! You made it!"
Ron bowed grandiosely. "Of course."
Ginny threw herself at her older brother with a yell. Ron caught her and hugged her tightly. "All right, Gin?" he asked after a moment.
Ginny nodded into his shoulder. Ron set her down on the ground. "We've got to move. Ol' Voldie's due any minute."
"Wait." Harry said. "Where's Hermione?"
Ron snorted. "She's fine. She can take care of herself."
Ron must have seen the puzzled look on Harry's face because he said, "You should have seen her, Harry!" Ron brought a hand to his forehead. "She can use spells that you and I haven't even seen!" he exclaimed proudly.
"Where is she?" Ginny asked.
"Downstairs." Ron said.
"Well, let's get the hell out of here!"
Harry nodded. "I second that."
***
Hermione finger her wand anxiously. Several more Death Eaters had arrived at the room she had enclosed herself off in. They were now standing in front of the door casting spell after spell into the barrier she had created.
At first, Hermione had laughed at this seemingly futile effort. All of their spells had been engulfed by the red light. But as time passed, the symbol above the door began to fade. With each spell that the barrier stopped, the symbol faded even more. She knew that it wouldn't last much longer.
And by the smiles on the faces of the Death Eaters, they knew it too.
She knew that she had to stay calm. If she lost her cool, Ron would be able to feel it through he bond. He was almost certainly double back and try to save her, getting himself killed in the process. No, she had to deal with this on her own.
She slid down behind the counter and waited for the barrier to fall. She thought about what spell would help her most, and she soon settled on one. It would most certainly help- if she could actually cast it and not pass out from the strain of it.
After a few minutes, the symbol above the door disappeared completely. Here we go, she thought to herself.
The Death Eaters walked forward slowly, poking with their wands at where the barrier used to be. When they saw that nothing was stopping them, they snickered and walked slowly into the room.
"Here, girly, girly!" one said dryly. "We aren't gonna hurt ya."
Another laughed loudly. "Yeah! Who knows? We might even have some fun with you before we out you of your misery."
The first one laughed. "I do like 'em young! How about you come on out? You might even like it."
That one goes down first, Hermione thought to herself. She stood quickly and faced the man. "You might like this." she said calmly and raised her wand. "Domine Subtale!" she screamed.
A bolt of lightning as thick as her wrist erupted from the tip of her wand. It shot towards the man. The man, seeing it coming, jumped into the air. The bolt shot harmlessly through his legs.
"Ha!" the man screamed and raised his wand at Hermione.
Hermione flicked her wand and the bolt changed direction. It arched back towards the laughing man.
The man, still gloating, didn't see the bolt charging directly at his back. It hit him squarely in the back and continued on out his stomach. With a loud gurgle, the man fell to the ground.
Hermione flicked her wand again and the deadly bolt veered toward the second Death Eater. It hit him in the chest and erupted from his back. Hermione flicked her wand one last time and the bolt headed for the third Death Eater, who had seen what had happened to his two comrades and started running towards the exit.
It hit him in the back and he collapsed to the floor, smoke spewing out of his charred wound.
Hermione didn't have time to celebrate her victory, because a wave of exhaustion hit her. She lost her balance and was asleep before her head hit the floor.
I knew I was putting too much emphasis on Ron, so I threw in some Hermione. Ron is only one half the bond, after all. I figured Hermione would be far and away the best spell caster of the group. Tell me how you liked it.
Here it is. You'll see some things you weren't expecting (kind of).
For having an entrance that was a sewer grate, the Bourbon Street Academy was very well-to-do, Ron noticed as he and Hermione stood holed up in one the building's classrooms. They had been forced into the room during the fight that had exploded minutes before.
Ron had charged the first Death Eater he had seen, thereby beginning the huge firefight they were now involved in. Ron and Hermione had been able to hold their own for a while. The power that Ron had achieved upon becoming a Sentinel had helped a lot, but it had been Hermione's magic that had really driven back the enemy.
Due to her one hundred and twelve percent average, Hermione had been allowed full access to the Restricted Section in the Hogwarts library. She had absorbed the intricate and often times dangerous information like a sponge. She had mastered spells that wizards decades older than her could not handle. She had denied herself the right to look in any Dark Arts spell books, but had memorized everything else. She hadn't had a chance to test any one these new spells until she and Ron broke into the Academy.
Ron had always thought that being a Sentinel meant that you protected your bond-mate from any harm. But after seeing the amazing things that Hermione could do with her wand, Ron realized that it went both ways. Hermione would look after him the same way that he looked after her.
After the initial surprise, the remaining Death Eaters had organized themselves and Ron and Hermione were forced to retreat into one of the classrooms. Ron now leaned against the door, keeping it closed. It rattled and shook on its hinges as spell after spell hit it from the other side.
Ron wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to Hermione. (I don't know how much longer this door will hold)" he sent calmly.
Hermione, who had been wracking her brain for a possible course of action, looked up and asked, (You can't hold it shut?)
Ron snorted. (Oh, I can hold it shut all day. The door itself is coming apart. We need to think of something.)
Which meant Hermione had to think of something. No matter how powerful Ron had become, he knew the treasure that Hermione's brain was and relied on it as much as possible.
The look of intense concentration left Hermione face and she snapped her fingers. (I've got it!) she sent as she walked towards the door.
Standing on the tips of her toes, Hermione traced a strange symbol above the door with her wand. She muttered a few strange words and the symbol began to glow with a pale light. Hermione smiled strangely. (I can't believe it worked!)
(What'd you do?) Ron asked after the door gave a particularly large lurch.
(You'll see.) she sent and began backing . (You should get away from the door.)
Ron nodded and backed away for the door. Without Ron holding it, the door began to come apart even faster. It rattled and shook on its hinges as the Death Eater spells boomed into it again and again.
When Ron reached Hermione, they ducked behind one of the counters the Ron assumed were used by the students of the Academy for Potions. Ron threw a questioning glance at Hermione, but she only held up one finger and sent, (Just wait.) Ron nodded and went back to watching the door.
With on final bang, the door flew off of its hinges and soared into the classroom. Ron and Hermione stayed hidden as the first Death Eater came into view. The man crept forward slowly, expecting an attack at any moment, knowing that Ron and Hermione were still within.
But he hadn't been expecting an attack from the doorway itself. After the urging from several other Death Eaters, the man slowly stuck his head into the doorway. Hermione's grip on Ron's hand tightened as the symbol above the door changed from a pale white to a dark red.
With a flash, the entire doorway was filled with a brutal, red light. When the light struck the man, he flung violently back out of the doorway. He collided with another Death Eater who had been waiting anxiously by the door. They both fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Whoa." Ron muttered as he saw the effect of Hermione's spell.
A second Death Eater walked forward, even more cautiously. He held his wand out in front of him, as if he was trying to poke whatever had harmed the first man.
Ron snorted. "How much longer will that thing last?" he asked Hermione quietly.
Hermione shrugged. "I shouldn't have been able to cast it at all. Wizards have died trying to make one of those."
Ron's eyes widened comically. "Why the hell did you it, then?! You could have died!"
"I was pretty sure I could do it." Hermione said sheepishly. "You didn't have a plan!" she muttered angrily.
Ron muttered under his breath. Hermione couldn't tell what he said, but she knew he wasn't happy.
"What do we do now?" he asked after a moment.
"We need to find Harry and Ginny."
"We can't get out of this room!" Ron said, motioning to symbol Hermione had made over the doorway.
"Sure we can!" Hermione said. "The spell is only supposed work on people that want to harm the caster...me."
"So we can get in and out?"
"Yup...I think." Hermione said avoiding Ron's eyes.
"What? What do you mean you think?"
"Well...the spell is only supposed to hurt those who want to harm the caster,...but I'm not sure if did it right."
"How do we find out if you did it right or not?"
"We go through it." Hermione stated.
This statement was accentuated by the second Death Eater being tossed down the hallway like a rag-doll. He came to a stop about forty feet down the hallway.
"We're supposed to go through that?!" Ron exclaimed.
"We can't stay here!" Hermione screamed. "They can't get in here, but if we don't leave, they can wait us out. We'll starve to death! We need to find Harry and Ginny before Voldemort shows up!"
The mention of Voldemort sent fear up Ron's spine. "Fine." he spat. "I'll go through. You stay here."
"No!" Hermione screamed. "You're not leaving me behind!"
Ron turned Hermione's shoulders until she faced him directly. (This is the safest room in the building!) Ron sent. (They can't get in here. You stay here and I'll find Harry and Ginny.)
It was strange how commanding Ron was when he was speaking directly to her mind. (Fine. I'll stay. But you have to promise me you'll come back.)
A smile lit Ron's honest face. (I'll be back.) he sent. (I still have to propose, right?)
Hermione felt tears well up in her eyes. (Right. It better be romantic.)
Ron brought Hermione into a tight embrace. (I love you so much.)
Hermione returned the thought. (I love you.)
Ron leaned in a kissed Hermione. It was a long, passionate kiss and it left his knees feeling slightly weak. He felt the Sentinel magic pass between them as their skin touched. He broke the kiss and gave Hermione a confident wink. (I'll see you in a bit.) he sent and stood up.
When the remaining Death Eaters saw Ron stand, they pulled out their wands and began casting spells at him. Ron prepared himself to dodge, but saw that the spells were stopped by the barrier that Hermione had created. When the spells reached the doorway, the red light swallowed them.
Ron began to run towards the door. By the time he reached it, he was at a full-out sprint. Which was very fast considering how powerful he had become. The Death Eaters began to back up and prepared for when Ron would come out of the room.
Ron reached the door and braced himself for the red light. But when he passed through the door, instead of being pummeled by red light, he was engulfed by a pale blue light. It didn't hurt, in fact, it almost felt good.
He passed through the door, and the light disappeared. His victory of making it through the door without being killed was erased by the fact that he was surrounded by three Death Eaters with wands drawn. He grabbed the first on around the wrist and pulled. The man squealed and toppled towards Ron.
Ron brought his fist up and punched the man in the jaw. The man grunted and his eyes became unfocused. Ron saw a second Death Eater begin a spell. Ron tightened his grip on the first Death Eater and swung him like club. The second Death Eater fell to the ground as he was hit with his companion's body.
"Avada Kedavra!" came a voice from behind Ron.
Still holding the first Death Eater, Ron spun around towards the voice. He saw a horrible bar of green light speeding towards him. With a frantic burst of energy, Ron lifted the first Death Eater in front of him and used him like a shield.
The spell hit the Death Eater that Ron was holding squarely in the chest. Ron heard the man's last breath exit his mouth in one burst. Ron dropped the man's corpse and leaped at the man. With a scream of fury, Ron swung a fist at the man. It connected with man's face and he was thrown back into the wall. The man slumped to the floor and his eyes closed.
Ron turned back to Hermione and raised one hand. (I'll be back. I promise.)
He turned back and ran down the hallway, searching for any stairs that would take him up to the second floor.
***
Harry listened closely at the door for any sounds of fighting. It had gotten very loud a few minutes earlier, but since then, he hadn't heard anything.
"I hope Ron and Hermione are OK." Ginny said anxiously.
Harry turned to her. He forced a smile onto his face. "I'm sure they're fine. They're probably just trying to find us, now."
Ginny nodded and sat back down on the floor. She didn't look convinced.
Harry wasn't convinced either. He was scared that Ron and Hermione had been captured or killed already. There hadn't been a noise from downstairs in a while.
The voices from outside the door had left soon after Harry had heard their conversation. They were probably off somewhere trying to fight Ron and Hermione. Or welcoming Voldemort. Every second that passed brought Harry closer to a showdown with his most hated enemy. That realization didn't bring fear like it should have. Harry felt only anxiety for Ginny's sake. He knew that if they were in this cell when Voldemort showed up, both he and Ginny would die.
Harry pushed the thought of Ginny's death out of his mind. It was too painful to think about.
Harry had tried to knock down the door with spell from his wand that Ginny had pinched, but they weren't nearly powerful enough. So now they waited for any sign of what had happened outside.
Suddenly, Harry heard a grunt form outside the door. Something fell to the floor and Harry could hear the metal jingling just outside. The keyhole gave a loud click and the door began to slide open.
Harry jumped back and leveled his wand at whatever would come through the door. He wouldn't let Ginny die while he was still alive to stop it.
A red-haired head popped inside the room. Ron saw the wand leveled at his face and said, "Hey, if you wanted privacy, all you had to do was ask."
Harry's arm dropped. "Ron! You made it!"
Ron bowed grandiosely. "Of course."
Ginny threw herself at her older brother with a yell. Ron caught her and hugged her tightly. "All right, Gin?" he asked after a moment.
Ginny nodded into his shoulder. Ron set her down on the ground. "We've got to move. Ol' Voldie's due any minute."
"Wait." Harry said. "Where's Hermione?"
Ron snorted. "She's fine. She can take care of herself."
Ron must have seen the puzzled look on Harry's face because he said, "You should have seen her, Harry!" Ron brought a hand to his forehead. "She can use spells that you and I haven't even seen!" he exclaimed proudly.
"Where is she?" Ginny asked.
"Downstairs." Ron said.
"Well, let's get the hell out of here!"
Harry nodded. "I second that."
***
Hermione finger her wand anxiously. Several more Death Eaters had arrived at the room she had enclosed herself off in. They were now standing in front of the door casting spell after spell into the barrier she had created.
At first, Hermione had laughed at this seemingly futile effort. All of their spells had been engulfed by the red light. But as time passed, the symbol above the door began to fade. With each spell that the barrier stopped, the symbol faded even more. She knew that it wouldn't last much longer.
And by the smiles on the faces of the Death Eaters, they knew it too.
She knew that she had to stay calm. If she lost her cool, Ron would be able to feel it through he bond. He was almost certainly double back and try to save her, getting himself killed in the process. No, she had to deal with this on her own.
She slid down behind the counter and waited for the barrier to fall. She thought about what spell would help her most, and she soon settled on one. It would most certainly help- if she could actually cast it and not pass out from the strain of it.
After a few minutes, the symbol above the door disappeared completely. Here we go, she thought to herself.
The Death Eaters walked forward slowly, poking with their wands at where the barrier used to be. When they saw that nothing was stopping them, they snickered and walked slowly into the room.
"Here, girly, girly!" one said dryly. "We aren't gonna hurt ya."
Another laughed loudly. "Yeah! Who knows? We might even have some fun with you before we out you of your misery."
The first one laughed. "I do like 'em young! How about you come on out? You might even like it."
That one goes down first, Hermione thought to herself. She stood quickly and faced the man. "You might like this." she said calmly and raised her wand. "Domine Subtale!" she screamed.
A bolt of lightning as thick as her wrist erupted from the tip of her wand. It shot towards the man. The man, seeing it coming, jumped into the air. The bolt shot harmlessly through his legs.
"Ha!" the man screamed and raised his wand at Hermione.
Hermione flicked her wand and the bolt changed direction. It arched back towards the laughing man.
The man, still gloating, didn't see the bolt charging directly at his back. It hit him squarely in the back and continued on out his stomach. With a loud gurgle, the man fell to the ground.
Hermione flicked her wand again and the deadly bolt veered toward the second Death Eater. It hit him in the chest and erupted from his back. Hermione flicked her wand one last time and the bolt headed for the third Death Eater, who had seen what had happened to his two comrades and started running towards the exit.
It hit him in the back and he collapsed to the floor, smoke spewing out of his charred wound.
Hermione didn't have time to celebrate her victory, because a wave of exhaustion hit her. She lost her balance and was asleep before her head hit the floor.
I knew I was putting too much emphasis on Ron, so I threw in some Hermione. Ron is only one half the bond, after all. I figured Hermione would be far and away the best spell caster of the group. Tell me how you liked it.