Chapter 5
Waking the Dead
Days went by at the Burrow and Ronald Weasley had yet to say one word to Hermione or his brother George. he spent his days trying to avoid them, his nights plugging his ears. Night after endless night it was always the same, if George didn't sneak into Hermiorne's room, then she snuck into his. Of course, either Ginny or Fred was in there to make sure things didn't get out of hand, but that wasn't the point. All night he could hear them talking, and giggling. It was a wonder Mum couldn't hear. All night Ron sat, and he stewed over what he should have done, what should have been, and what he'd do to the both of them if he ever got the chance.
It was a particularly hot August day when ron walked down the stairs to find Fred and Harry playing cards at the kitchen table.
"Hi there Ron" Harry said cautiously. Not that he could blame Harry, after all he had been especially touchy since all this happened, but was he not justified in feeling betrayed?
"Hi Harry" Ron managed to say politely before sulking off in the corner again looking for something to snack on.
"I tell you" Fred began giving a sideways glance to Ron "I think this is the first year I've ever looked forward to starting school again." he gave a nod towards the lounge where George and Hermione sat talking about....well whatever it was that those two managed to find to talk about "Between Romeo and Juliet in there and this sorry fellow moping about feeling sorry for himself" He have another glance to Ron "I just can't stand it!"
"Well," Harry said sniggering "I always look forward to going back to Hogwarts. It will be nice to start the new quidditch season."
"Well if my moping was such a problem," said Ron trying his best to keep his cool "Then maybe you could stand up for me instead of just complaining all the bloody time"
"Stand up for you?!?" Fred protested indignantly "You insufferable little twit! I have endeavored to hold my tongue, but this is just ridiculous!" Fred was failing in his attempt to keep from shouting "Hasn't it even occurred to you that Hermione is capable of making her own decisions? Maybe if you weren't such a self absorbed GIT..."
"Oh and you would be quick to defend your twin" Ron shouted back at Fred "My whole life you two have been ganging up on me!"
"That has nothing to do with it and you know it!" Fred's face was flushed red with outrage "You just happen to be acting like a self-absorbed piece of..."
"SHUT UP FRED, JUST SHUT UP!" Ron shouted back, unable to think of a better comeback. By this time, all the commotion in the kitchen had brought George and Hermione out of the lounge to see what exactly was going on.
"Is there a problem?" George asked cautiously seeing how enraged his brothers were.
"Oh yeah, there's a problem." said Ron "and I'm looking at him right now." Ron stared coldly into the face of his Brother. "That's it! You and me, outside. Now. We are going to settle this once and for all." Ron led George out into the Garden.
"I'm not going to fight you Ron." George said sounding particularly thick.
"Oh what? Now this is the point where you look like the peace loving hero in front of your girlfriend?" He pranced around with his arms in the air "Oh look at me, I only want to make people happy. I live in a candy cane house in sugar sap lane. Git"
"Don't fall for it George, he's antagonizing you." Hermione called out running outside.
"Oh" Ron said turning to Hermione "If it isn't my good friend Whore- mione. I certainly hope you're happy." He felt a small amount of satisfaction as tears welled up in her eyes.
"You bloody bastard!" George punching Ron with all of his might. Ron fell to the ground bleeding. He glared back up at George. "Look here you degenerate scoundrel, you apologize to her right now"
"I'm sorry" Ron said looking up at Hermione "But not as sorry as he's going to be" With out another word, Ron pulled out his wand "CRUCIO" he shouted. With in seconds George was down on the ground, screaming and writhing in pain fron the cruciatous curse. I dark smile found it's way to Ron's lips.
Out of no where Ron felt Harry Pulling him to the ground shreaking "REDUCIO" and pointing his wand. George stopped screaming and let out a moan, Hermione ran to greet him. "Ron what the bloody hell have you gone mad?" Harry continued.
Ron opened his eyes with a start. His pulse was racing, he was short of breath, his skin damp with a cold sweat. It was all a dream. "What the hell was that?" he asked himself, worried that he could even dream something so horrible.
Waking the Dead
Days went by at the Burrow and Ronald Weasley had yet to say one word to Hermione or his brother George. he spent his days trying to avoid them, his nights plugging his ears. Night after endless night it was always the same, if George didn't sneak into Hermiorne's room, then she snuck into his. Of course, either Ginny or Fred was in there to make sure things didn't get out of hand, but that wasn't the point. All night he could hear them talking, and giggling. It was a wonder Mum couldn't hear. All night Ron sat, and he stewed over what he should have done, what should have been, and what he'd do to the both of them if he ever got the chance.
It was a particularly hot August day when ron walked down the stairs to find Fred and Harry playing cards at the kitchen table.
"Hi there Ron" Harry said cautiously. Not that he could blame Harry, after all he had been especially touchy since all this happened, but was he not justified in feeling betrayed?
"Hi Harry" Ron managed to say politely before sulking off in the corner again looking for something to snack on.
"I tell you" Fred began giving a sideways glance to Ron "I think this is the first year I've ever looked forward to starting school again." he gave a nod towards the lounge where George and Hermione sat talking about....well whatever it was that those two managed to find to talk about "Between Romeo and Juliet in there and this sorry fellow moping about feeling sorry for himself" He have another glance to Ron "I just can't stand it!"
"Well," Harry said sniggering "I always look forward to going back to Hogwarts. It will be nice to start the new quidditch season."
"Well if my moping was such a problem," said Ron trying his best to keep his cool "Then maybe you could stand up for me instead of just complaining all the bloody time"
"Stand up for you?!?" Fred protested indignantly "You insufferable little twit! I have endeavored to hold my tongue, but this is just ridiculous!" Fred was failing in his attempt to keep from shouting "Hasn't it even occurred to you that Hermione is capable of making her own decisions? Maybe if you weren't such a self absorbed GIT..."
"Oh and you would be quick to defend your twin" Ron shouted back at Fred "My whole life you two have been ganging up on me!"
"That has nothing to do with it and you know it!" Fred's face was flushed red with outrage "You just happen to be acting like a self-absorbed piece of..."
"SHUT UP FRED, JUST SHUT UP!" Ron shouted back, unable to think of a better comeback. By this time, all the commotion in the kitchen had brought George and Hermione out of the lounge to see what exactly was going on.
"Is there a problem?" George asked cautiously seeing how enraged his brothers were.
"Oh yeah, there's a problem." said Ron "and I'm looking at him right now." Ron stared coldly into the face of his Brother. "That's it! You and me, outside. Now. We are going to settle this once and for all." Ron led George out into the Garden.
"I'm not going to fight you Ron." George said sounding particularly thick.
"Oh what? Now this is the point where you look like the peace loving hero in front of your girlfriend?" He pranced around with his arms in the air "Oh look at me, I only want to make people happy. I live in a candy cane house in sugar sap lane. Git"
"Don't fall for it George, he's antagonizing you." Hermione called out running outside.
"Oh" Ron said turning to Hermione "If it isn't my good friend Whore- mione. I certainly hope you're happy." He felt a small amount of satisfaction as tears welled up in her eyes.
"You bloody bastard!" George punching Ron with all of his might. Ron fell to the ground bleeding. He glared back up at George. "Look here you degenerate scoundrel, you apologize to her right now"
"I'm sorry" Ron said looking up at Hermione "But not as sorry as he's going to be" With out another word, Ron pulled out his wand "CRUCIO" he shouted. With in seconds George was down on the ground, screaming and writhing in pain fron the cruciatous curse. I dark smile found it's way to Ron's lips.
Out of no where Ron felt Harry Pulling him to the ground shreaking "REDUCIO" and pointing his wand. George stopped screaming and let out a moan, Hermione ran to greet him. "Ron what the bloody hell have you gone mad?" Harry continued.
Ron opened his eyes with a start. His pulse was racing, he was short of breath, his skin damp with a cold sweat. It was all a dream. "What the hell was that?" he asked himself, worried that he could even dream something so horrible.