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Summery: Ron's POV. What happened while Draco Malfoy was paying Harry a visit?
Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Nine
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Darkness seemed to fill the air around the Great Hall very quickly. All at once, the bewitched sky above their heads clouded over, storm clouds of dark grey, filled with hours of rain that would surly start falling at any moment, making the grounds of Hogwarts wet and muddy. An eerie sensation swept around the Great Hall and many people stopped talking, as if sensing that something had changed. Even Dumbledore had broken off his conversation with Snape, instead preferring to stare at the door.
A rather large lighting blot made several people jump moments later. "It's just a storm." Ron heard his sister say. She was sitting with Neville, Dean and Luna quite a way off from Ron. However, he still managed to catch the worried look on her pale face.
"Are you really as safe as you think, Dumbledore," The voice cut through the air, cold and dangerous making Ron, and many of the other students shiver. "Did you really think I wouldn't be able to get to you?"
And then he was there, his evil eye's scanning the room. The screaming started then. Ten or so students rushing to the teacher's table in order to get away from the most evil wizard in the world. Ron stayed where he was, unable to move. A thick layer of misty smoke hid the Dark Lord's feet from few. He was there, but then he wasn't. A shadow or a ghost, he was there in spirit only.
Dumbledore sprang to his feet, pulling his wand from his long silvery robes. He cast a spell, which hit Voldemort, however, he laughed when the spell passed right through him and blasted the doors to the Entrance Hall open.
"I'm afraid it shell not be that easy, Dumbledore." As the dark wizard spoke, several dark figures loomed behind him, waiting patiently outside the grounds. The Death Eaters were only just visible through the sheet of rain that was falling thick and fast.
"You know that I have come for something," Voldemort said. "The question is; do you know what it is?" And then, just as quickly as he appeared, he was gone again.
Ron turned to look through the open doors. The Death Eaters were getting closer, slowly moving towards the school in there long black robes and masks.
"Dumbledore," McGonagall spoke standing up beside the head master. "They can't get inside the castle, can they?"
"They will not professor." Then he turned toward the ten or so students left within the Great Hall. "Students, will stay here. Do not let anyone in and lock the doors behind us."
And with that, every teacher sitting with Dumbledore at the teacher's table stood up and followed him out of the Great Hall and through to the grounds of the old school. The doors were locked firmly behind them by two seventh years.
"What have they come for?" Ginny whispered. She had moved to sit next to her brother, leaving Neville, Dean and Luna hiding behind the teacher's table.
Ron, unable to tear his blue eyes away from the entrance, said nothing. He knew what they had come for. They wanted Harry. Who else could it possibly be? Who else in the castle was of such importance to Voldemort and his gang of Death Eaters? Without warning, the two seventh years backed away from the door looking somewhat terrified.
"Did you hear that?" One of them said.
"W-hat was it?" The other said. "A scream? Are they losing?"
Ron hadn't heard the scream, but he certainly heard the loud thump that followed it. Someone was knocking on the door leading to the Great Hall. The question was; who was knocking? Everybody certainly feared the worst, including his sister, who was holding onto his arm very tightly.
Looking determined, one of the seventh years pulled his wand from his robes and began to inch forward slowly until his ear was pressed against the wooden door. After a moment of silence a smile appeared on the boys face.
"It's McGonagall!" He smiled. "Open the door."
True enough, McGonagall stepped through the doors, looking as though he had experienced quite a fright.
"Mr Malfoy, I would insist that you stay where you are told. Do not let me catch you outside in such dangerous circumstances again."
Draco Malfoy looked unfazed by McGonagall's words. Instead he gazed around the Great Hall, as if looking for someone. As the door closed behind Professor McGonagall once again, Ron watched as Malfoy's eyes travelled over each student. None of which were in Slytherin.
"Helping the Death Eaters were you, Malfoy?" One of the seventh year boys said. Malfoy didn't seem to be listening though.
"Nah, he's scared of his own shadow," The other said. "Aren't you, Draco?"
Without a word and with shocking speed, Malfoy pulled his wand from his robes and cursed the two boys in front of him. He sent the two boys flying, along with some plates, chairs and even a table ended up on its side. Ron couldn't believe what he was seeing. Malfoy had a short temper, but he had never seen him do that.
"Ron," Ginny whispered in his ear. "He's looking at you."
So he was. Ron hoped that Malfoy's sudden mood change didn't have anything to do with choices and certain relationships. He really wasn't in the mood and besides, Ginny was with him.
As the blonde Slytherin came closer, Ron noticed that something looked different about him. Hi face, his cold eyes - they looked - evil. At that moment, Malfoy stopped in front of Ron, starring at him with hate and loathing in his eyes. The red head swallowed with some difficulty. Something wasn't right.
"Ronald Weasley." Malfoy hissed. "I've been looking for you."
TBC
*SLK*
Note: I'm very, very sorry about the wait, but I've just started University so I've been very busy. No flames, but you can tell me what could have been better and I'll see if I can change it. If you're confused, all will be explained in the next chapter. Thank you for your reviews and please keep them coming. I'll try to update again on Monday. Ta!
Summery: Ron's POV. What happened while Draco Malfoy was paying Harry a visit?
Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Nine
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Darkness seemed to fill the air around the Great Hall very quickly. All at once, the bewitched sky above their heads clouded over, storm clouds of dark grey, filled with hours of rain that would surly start falling at any moment, making the grounds of Hogwarts wet and muddy. An eerie sensation swept around the Great Hall and many people stopped talking, as if sensing that something had changed. Even Dumbledore had broken off his conversation with Snape, instead preferring to stare at the door.
A rather large lighting blot made several people jump moments later. "It's just a storm." Ron heard his sister say. She was sitting with Neville, Dean and Luna quite a way off from Ron. However, he still managed to catch the worried look on her pale face.
"Are you really as safe as you think, Dumbledore," The voice cut through the air, cold and dangerous making Ron, and many of the other students shiver. "Did you really think I wouldn't be able to get to you?"
And then he was there, his evil eye's scanning the room. The screaming started then. Ten or so students rushing to the teacher's table in order to get away from the most evil wizard in the world. Ron stayed where he was, unable to move. A thick layer of misty smoke hid the Dark Lord's feet from few. He was there, but then he wasn't. A shadow or a ghost, he was there in spirit only.
Dumbledore sprang to his feet, pulling his wand from his long silvery robes. He cast a spell, which hit Voldemort, however, he laughed when the spell passed right through him and blasted the doors to the Entrance Hall open.
"I'm afraid it shell not be that easy, Dumbledore." As the dark wizard spoke, several dark figures loomed behind him, waiting patiently outside the grounds. The Death Eaters were only just visible through the sheet of rain that was falling thick and fast.
"You know that I have come for something," Voldemort said. "The question is; do you know what it is?" And then, just as quickly as he appeared, he was gone again.
Ron turned to look through the open doors. The Death Eaters were getting closer, slowly moving towards the school in there long black robes and masks.
"Dumbledore," McGonagall spoke standing up beside the head master. "They can't get inside the castle, can they?"
"They will not professor." Then he turned toward the ten or so students left within the Great Hall. "Students, will stay here. Do not let anyone in and lock the doors behind us."
And with that, every teacher sitting with Dumbledore at the teacher's table stood up and followed him out of the Great Hall and through to the grounds of the old school. The doors were locked firmly behind them by two seventh years.
"What have they come for?" Ginny whispered. She had moved to sit next to her brother, leaving Neville, Dean and Luna hiding behind the teacher's table.
Ron, unable to tear his blue eyes away from the entrance, said nothing. He knew what they had come for. They wanted Harry. Who else could it possibly be? Who else in the castle was of such importance to Voldemort and his gang of Death Eaters? Without warning, the two seventh years backed away from the door looking somewhat terrified.
"Did you hear that?" One of them said.
"W-hat was it?" The other said. "A scream? Are they losing?"
Ron hadn't heard the scream, but he certainly heard the loud thump that followed it. Someone was knocking on the door leading to the Great Hall. The question was; who was knocking? Everybody certainly feared the worst, including his sister, who was holding onto his arm very tightly.
Looking determined, one of the seventh years pulled his wand from his robes and began to inch forward slowly until his ear was pressed against the wooden door. After a moment of silence a smile appeared on the boys face.
"It's McGonagall!" He smiled. "Open the door."
True enough, McGonagall stepped through the doors, looking as though he had experienced quite a fright.
"Mr Malfoy, I would insist that you stay where you are told. Do not let me catch you outside in such dangerous circumstances again."
Draco Malfoy looked unfazed by McGonagall's words. Instead he gazed around the Great Hall, as if looking for someone. As the door closed behind Professor McGonagall once again, Ron watched as Malfoy's eyes travelled over each student. None of which were in Slytherin.
"Helping the Death Eaters were you, Malfoy?" One of the seventh year boys said. Malfoy didn't seem to be listening though.
"Nah, he's scared of his own shadow," The other said. "Aren't you, Draco?"
Without a word and with shocking speed, Malfoy pulled his wand from his robes and cursed the two boys in front of him. He sent the two boys flying, along with some plates, chairs and even a table ended up on its side. Ron couldn't believe what he was seeing. Malfoy had a short temper, but he had never seen him do that.
"Ron," Ginny whispered in his ear. "He's looking at you."
So he was. Ron hoped that Malfoy's sudden mood change didn't have anything to do with choices and certain relationships. He really wasn't in the mood and besides, Ginny was with him.
As the blonde Slytherin came closer, Ron noticed that something looked different about him. Hi face, his cold eyes - they looked - evil. At that moment, Malfoy stopped in front of Ron, starring at him with hate and loathing in his eyes. The red head swallowed with some difficulty. Something wasn't right.
"Ronald Weasley." Malfoy hissed. "I've been looking for you."
TBC
*SLK*
Note: I'm very, very sorry about the wait, but I've just started University so I've been very busy. No flames, but you can tell me what could have been better and I'll see if I can change it. If you're confused, all will be explained in the next chapter. Thank you for your reviews and please keep them coming. I'll try to update again on Monday. Ta!