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Summery: Ron's POV. Ron will get his punishment, but what will pain him more. Cruel words or powerful spells?

Ron's Evil Secret

Chapter Ten

By

Stacey Leonie Kendall

A bolt of lightening lit up the room then, making every feature on Malfoy's face look drawn out and pale. It was a look that Ron had never seen before. Pure evil lay behind the boy's grey eyes. Shadows lay across his face too, making him look much older than he really was.

"Ron?" Ginny's voice was questioning and her face was screwed up in confusion as she looked at the young men in turn.

Ron knew that his younger sister had every right to be confused, because of course, she didn't know about the goings on and tension between her brothers small group of friends. He knew that she would not, however, question why Malfoy was looking at him with such hatred and bitterness, as Ginny expected nothing less from the supposed Death Eater. However, Ron himself did not understand why the eyes that had once looked at him with such passion and desire were now so deathly cold and piercing, as if secretly wishing him dead.

"I knew that the Weasley's were trouble,"

The Slytherin spoke for the first time in what seemed like hours although he sounded nothing like him self. His eyes glistened and his month curved itself into something that might have been a smile however, it did not bring any warmth or happiness with it. Malfoy then took a strained breath before continuing.

"- However, I didn't anticipate that you would course me quite as much hassle as this,"

Malfoy's voice seemed to change with each knew word. It sounded hard and uncared for, filled with fury and hatred. With one last breath that seemed to pain him greatly, Malfoy moved closer to his male lover.

"I'm going to make you pay, Ronald Weasley."

What happened next seemed to pass Ron by, as if he hadn't even registered it in his own mind until it was actually over. A female with red hair had jumped in front of him, protecting him from the bright green light that had emerged from Malfoy's wand. A powerful spell, which the blonde Slytherin had hissed through gritted teeth, hit the female hard and she was knocked backwards into the wall.

Shock began to fill Ron's own body as he turned to see Ginny lying on the cold floor.

"Malfoy –"Ron whispered, shaking slightly and kneeling beside his sister. "What - why?"

The red headed Gryffindor couldn't speak as he heard Malfoy laugh, pure evil filling the air around him. Ron heard the spell being hissed once more as the room took on a bright green glow and every person in the Great Hall, besides himself and Malfoy, hit the floor, unconscious. Still, Ron did not turn away from his sister.

"I've always wanted to kill a Weasley,"

The voice, which had grown deeper with every word, finally forced Ron to turn around. Confusion filled the boys face as Malfoy began to change in front of him. The short blonde hair that was always pulled back from his handsome face grew longer. His pale features changed, making him look like an older version of himself and he began to grow slightly, but still, he was not as tall as Ron.

Confusion was quickly replaced by pure terror as Ron released who was standing before him. However, he did not let his fear show for long. As he mentally kicked himself for thinking that Draco Malfoy would have anything to do with this, he stood up straight, towering over the evil man. Still, the man only continued to laugh at Ron, as if mocking his bravery.

"Fancy yourself a hero," the cold voice spoke. "Been hanging around with Potter too much, Weasley?"

"You tricked me with, with Polly Juice Potion," Ron spoke, determined not to answer any of the man's questions.

The man with long blonde hair sneered then, his eyes looking older and more evil than ever.

"I'm surprised you even know what it is," The man spoke harshly, before looking over his shoulder, as if checking that no one was going to burst in on them.

"Scared are you?" Ron whispered, his voice shaking slightly. The man turned to face him once more. "Scared their going to burst in and save us?"

Ron did not know why he was acting so brave. Perhaps he didn't care ... or perhaps he was wondering – why –

"Why? He asked quickly. "Why are you here?"

The man did not answer. Instead he fixed his stare upon the boy in front of him. "No one is coming to save you, Weasley. No one messes around with my family and gets away with it and certainly not a Muggle loving Weasley." He leaned towards Ron then, with a look on his face that certainly backed up his words.

"You make me sick."

Ron's face paled as he began to understand what the older man was saying.

"Yes," Lucius said with satisfaction drawing upon his face as realisation appeared on Ron's freckled one. "You know why I'm here don't you Ronald Weasley."

Ron grew white with shock. "B-but how? Did Malfoy -?"

"YOU are not fit to mention THAT NAME!!!" Lucius shouted, finally letting his anger show. Surprisingly though, Ron did not even flinch.

"Who –"He whispered, not directing his question to Lucius Malfoy, but to him self. "No one knew except for L-lavender and Hermione and – and –"

Ron slowly raised his head to face the Death Eaters disgusted gaze. "Potter." He spat.

"No," Ron whispered, hurt filling his voice. "N-not Harry – not after everything – all the things we've been through together. I nearly died –"

Ron could not stop the small tear that eventually rolled down his white, freckled cheek. He didn't even care that his pain seemed to please the Death Eater greatly. Instead he backed against the wall slowly, vaguely hearing Lucius explaining Harry Potter's actions with great cruelty.

"I think you'll find that jealously brings out the worst in people, Weasley. But don't worry the Dark Lord still hasn't finished with your little friend. He will get his punishment, and as for you ..."

The Death Eater laughed then, taking out his wand once more. Ron looked on, knowing that he wouldn't be able to do anything to protect himself as the doors to the Great Hall were thrown open with an almighty bag.

"You will get your punishment for messing around with my son."

"No!" Ron tried to sound as brave as he possibly could under the circumstances. "I'm not going to let you take me without a fight."

The red head reached inside his pocket and pulled out his wand.

"Impedimenta." Ron shouted.

Lucius Malfoy moved out of the way, looking almost bored. "My turn," he sneered.

From that moment, everything seemed to happen so quickly. All Ron could feel, as the green light passed over him, was complete and utter pain like nothing he had ever felt before. He could feel himself slip in and out of consciousness as he was lifted from the ground and carried outside into the freezing cold.

Voices rang in his mind as his body quickly became soaked from the falling rain. When the pain finally subsided for a moment, he opened his eyes just in time to see a dozen Death Eaters standing around him, hiding him from the many teachers, including Dumbledore, who were now running towards them.

"Your too late Dumbledore," Malfoy laughed evilly. "Your too late.

Ron stayed awake long enough to see the teachers slowly fade from view and then he gave into the pain that filled his body and fell unconscious.

TBC

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