Summary: Can you really change so much over such a short time? Does there have to be a reason? Is it because your influenced or just disillusioned? Conflict brings out your true self for everyone to see.

Author's notes: God its bin along time since I wrote anything…my eyes and ears hurt. Damn spider solitaire, its messing with my head. Anyway, I took my old story, which I think I deleted, I'm not quite sure, and I'm going to start again and make it better. I also couldn't find the marks for the OWL exam grades, so I made some of them up.

So, my disclaimer, (I'm gonna write it now so I don't have to do it at the top of each chapter because I'm lazy!) I don't own any of the characters in the book 'Harry Potter' by J. K. Rowling; I'm just borrowing them for a time, and creating my own characters.

Enjoy…

"Speech" 

(My notes)

Letters

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The Wrong Side of the Rainbow.

Chapter 1.

Dear Ron,

Thanks for the chocolate, it was much appreciated. My birthday was crap, as usual. It's a shame I can't come over, but Dumbledore's right, it's too dangerous. I'll see you in Diagon ally though, I can't write any details for obvious reasons.

Harry.

Ron sighed and put down Harry's letter. He was getting worried, Harry hardly ever wrote to him any more, and when he did, they were short and empty of feeling.

There was a knock on his bedroom door, and Ginny called to him softly,

"Dearest brother…are you in there…are you awake…and are you descent for my eyes to see you?"

"Yes."  He rolled his eyes, why was she so annoying?

The door opened and Ginny bounced in, carrying another letter. But she stopped, as soon as she saw the look on his face.

"Let me guess, Harry's written to you again." Ron nodded, "Can I read it?"

Ron handed her the letter. Ginny perched on the end of his unmade bed.

"He doesn't write much anymore, poor thing. Any news from Hermiony? She's written to me loads of times..."

"Yeah, which you keep telling me, but will you let me read them? No."

"Well…you wouldn't understand them."

"Why not, I'm not that stupid!"

"I never said you were, it's girl talk, that's all."

"So I can't 'understand' it then."

"Ron, take a look at your anatomy. You don't appear female, or maybe there's something you're not telling us…"

Ron glared at her.

"Go away if your going to be like this."

"Oh…go look in the mirror, you never used to be this grumpy. You need a girlfriend! Anyway, your Hogwarts letter has arrived," she through it at him, but missed, "Damn! You should get your results. Mum says to come downstairs after you've opened it and tell us what you got."

She smiled at him, and then left.

Ron sat staring at the envelope sitting on the floor in front of him. He slowly lent down and picked it up. His heart was beating in his throat.

He took a deep breath and opened the letter.

There was the usual notice about the start of turn, but he could read that later. The last piece of parchment; his OWL results.

Dear Mr. R Weasley,

We are glad to inform you of your OWL results.

Potions: A

Charms: A

Divination: E

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Defense against the Dark Arts: O

Transfiguration: E

History of magic: A

Astronomy: A

Herbology: A

Congratulations, you have 8 OWLs.

The Board of examiners.

 

Ron stared at the parchment in front of him, gob smacked. He had 8 OWLs. He never thought he would do this well!

He stood up quickly turned and darted out of his room, the letter clamped firmly in his hand.

"Mum…MUM!" He screamed.

"Dear…what is it? Have you opened the letter?" Ron was running down the stairs so fast he nearly ran face on into her. He skidded to a halt, just in time, 

"8…I got 8!"

Mrs Weasley gasped and clapped her hands together in sheer delight.

"8! Oh Ron!"

And with that, she grabbed him round the middle, lifting him clean off his feet and spinning him around.

Ron gasped in surprise; his mum was a lot shorter then him, and it was a quite shock that she was so strong.

"Please put me down…Help!"

Ginny ran out of the kitchen to see what was going on and burst into hysterical laughter.

"Wait till Fred and George hear about this!"  

Mrs Weasley put him down and hugged him, tears in her eyes.

"Your father will be so proud!"

Ron couldn't help grinning.

"Are you prefect again?"

"Don't know, I didn't look."

"Well…go on. Oh well done Ron."

"Yeah, well done!"

"Thanks Gin."

Ginny grinned at him while he gave the letter to his mother and ran back upstairs.

Ron bounded into his room again, grabbed the envelope from his desk and tipped every thing out. There was a form that he'd never seen before, the Hogwarts letter, a blank sheet of parchment and, at last, a shiny prefects badge.

"Yes!" He began to dance around his room.

After the short blast of euphoria had disappeared he scooped up the letters contents and headed down the stairs…again.

He walked into the kitchen. His mother was sitting at the table with Ginny and Mr Weasley's head was in the fireplace.

"RON! Excellent, your mother has just told me the good news! Well done, I'm very proud of you, have you been made prefect again?"

Ron nodded, walked over to the green fire and his father's head, and held out the badge.

He heard Mrs Weasley gasp.

"Well, well. I'll try and get back early tonight, and we can have a celebration. I'd better go, you know how closely the floo network is being monitored, I don't want to stop anyone else using it."

"Bye Arthur!"

"Good bye everyone!"

Ron and Ginny waved as Mr Weasley's head spun out of view and the fireplace became empty.

Mrs Weasley got up and began to clean up the breakfast things.

Ron sat down next to Ginny and opened up all the letters.

He read the Hogwarts letter first.

Dear Mr Weasley.

In light of the events of last year there have been several changes to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Firstly, as it is time for you to choose your subjects for the coming year, we ask you to take time over your decision. To choose your subjects, there is a blank piece of parchment enclosed. Write your name clearly at the top and then list the subjects you wish to take, from top to bottom. This must be sent back within three days of receiving this. Only take the subjects you find necessary.

Secondly, there have been more security measures around Hogwarts. Auror's and security trolls will be added and there will be constant security checks.

Thirdly, I am proud to announce that another school will be joining us this year. We are happy to welcome students from the Five Feathers Academy for High Magic. We expect that all students will show them the utmost care; prefects are also called on to show them around our school and answer any questions they might have. Extra dormitories have been added to accommodate our gests. Years 1 and 2 will be staying with Hufflepuff, Years 3, 4 and 5 with Ravenclaw, Years 6 and 7 with Griffindor, and the upper students with Slytherin.

Next term starts on the first of September.

Yours truly

Professor M. McGonagall. Head of Transfiguration.

Ron and Ginny looked at each other,

"Mum…have you ever heard of the Five Feathers Academy for High Magic?"

Mrs Weasley looked at them thoughtfully.

"I have once, but only in passing. It's a very new school; I know that. I think Dumbledore had a part in it's starting. Why do you want to know?"

"Well, the letter says that the students and teachers are staying with us this year."

"Really? Ginny, go and open your letter, see if it says something about it." Ginny nodded and fetched her unopened letter from beside the sink. She opened it, pulled out her letter and scanned it.

"It doesn't say the same thing, but…yes it mentions it. Wow, new students!"

There was a pause,

"I wonder if Harry's got his letter yet."

Mrs Weasley gave Ron a sad smile,

"Well, we'll see next week when we meet him in the Leaky Cauldron."       

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Well, first chapter finished…please R/R!