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Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark
Chapter 32: Changes
Ron sat in the classroom long after Draco left. He couldn't get over what had just happened mainly because he couldn't comprehend it. He thought he had it all figured out when he decided to leave. He picked up his cloak and scarf. He put them on before he placed the cap back onto the jar and put it in his pocket. He was about to leave the room when he noticed the pile of Draco's cloths.
He looked at them sadly before gently grabbing them and cradling them against his chest. He didn't know why he was being sentimental. The way Draco had acted the whole time they'd been together had been slightly off. Not completely, totally, obviously not him, but subtly. Ron just got weird vibes through the whole thing and was only just now realizing what they were.
Something had been strange with Draco, and not just the usual things. Something had been majorly wrong, but only subtly so. He shook his head and cursed himself. He was only making things up to try and explain what had just happened.
Ron walked all the way to the library without meeting anyone. When he walked through the doors, he saw several students studying but not Hermione or Harry. Not giving up, he wandered the library looking for them. When he didn't find them after a half hour, he wandered back out.
'They must have gone back to the tower.' Ron thought as he began a walk to the common room he called home. The walk was as uneventful as before until he was about halfway there. He paused around a corner as he heard Gena growling obscenities at someone.
"Tsk, tsk. Temper, temper little wolf." Blaise's smooth voice said mockingly.
"I'm going to rend you limb for limb one of these days." Gena growled.
"Now now. That isn't very lady like, is it? I just wanted to talk with you and you threaten me." Blaise said.
"Fine. Talk." Gena bit out.
"I want you to stop getting in Kruenu's way. It's getting irritating, your constant interference." Blaise said.
"If he wasn't doing anything that begged interruption, I wouldn't interfere. Besides, he challenged me. I'm not going to back down because you told me to. What can you do to me?" Gena asked snidely.
Ron wished he could see what was going on because the next thing he heard was Gena gasping.
"You wouldn't!" She whispered harshly.
Ron could hear the smirk in Blaise's voice. "How can you be so sure of that? You have no control over what I do and what I don't do."
Gena growled. "What Kruenu and I do isn't any of your business."
"It is when he's here on my business." Blaise said.
"You can't stop me from doing what I please." Gena said defiantly. "Go ahead and use that. It won't stop me."
Blaise laughed. "Oh I beg to differ. I believe that if I use this, you'll be stopped fairly quickly."
"As will your little bird." Gena said smugly. "That stuff will affect him too. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be."
Ron held his breath as he heard footsteps fading away. Soon he heard Blaise's steps head off in the same direction. He waited a few moments more, just to be safe, before he entered the hall previously occupied. He sighed and finished his walk without any more interruptions.
Ron rushed across the room to his two friends. He didn't stop fast enough as he crashed into the table they'd been working at. Ron cursed loudly and fell harshly onto his rump. The whole common room laughed after a moment of stunned silence. Ron grumbled and mumbled under his breath as he stood up.
"Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"Not particularly!" Ron snapped, his eyes wild.
"Ron, what is it?" Harry asked. "This can't be just from that spectacular fall."
Ron looked at Hermione, then Harry before glancing around at the students surrounding them. Some were still looking at him and listening. He quickly bent over and picked up the dropped cloths. He put them into a messy pile in his arms.
"Not here." He whispered harshly. "Just pack your stuff up. I have to grab something then I'll be back down. We're going for a walk."
Ron turned on his heal sharply and rushed to the door leading to the boys dorms. Harry and Hermione shared alarmed looks and quickly packed their homework up. They grabbed their coats, which they'd left by the fire when they'd came back from the library. They were ready and waiting for Ron when he came back down the stairs.
Ron took the stairs three at a time and can to a quick stop before the door to his dorms. He rushed it, scaring Neville who was reading on his bed. He paused at his bed side, not aware that he was being watched. He stared down at the jumble of cloths he'd placed on his bed. He sighed and spared the time to lovingly refold them.
"What are you doing?" Neville asked, startling Ron.
"Nothing." He said a little more sharply than he meant to.
"Then why do you have Slytherin robes?" Neville asked.
"No reason and if you mention this to anyone," Ron let the threat linger knowing that Neville would have promised to keep silent even without a threat.
"I promise not a word." He said as he watched Ron place the folded garments in the draw of his night stand.
"Good." Ron said as he searched through his trunk for a certain slip of paper. He found it and shoved it deep into his pockets. He turned and saw Neville staring at him. "Thanks." He said, ashamed of how he'd acted.
"No problem." Neville said as Ron walked out the door. Neville waited until the door was shut before lying back down on his bed. He wondered out loud what that had been all about.
The trio barely spared extra glances for the students around them as Ron lead them out into the freezing corridors.
They walked in silence for a few minutes. Ron was rushing them at a pace only his long legs could keep up with. Harry was making good time behind him but Hermione was having trouble, not used to walking this fast.
"Would you slow down, please?!" She demanded, coming to a halt. "I've just gotten out of hospital!"
Ron stopped so suddenly that Harry was lucky he didn't run into him. Ron turned and looked at Hermione with chagrin. "Sorry 'Mione." He said meekly.
She waved her hand as she caught her breath. "It's alright. Just, get us somewhere where you'll tell us what in bloody hell has gotten you like this."
Harry and Ron both looked shocked at Hermione's cussing but decided it was best to ignore it. "Yeah, Ron, we want to know what's eating you."
Ron looked around and found a door. He walked over and opened it to find it to be an empty room. He ushered Harry and Hermione inside before closing the door. If there were a few charms he could do almost better than Hermione, they were privacy spells. He cast a few on the room before turning to his friends.
"Now what is this all about?" Harry demanded.
Ron took a deep breath and sighed it out. "It's a long story. Several stories in fact."
"Well then begin with the first." Hermione said, drawing up chairs for them to sit on.
They all sank down into comfortable chairs that faced each other. Ron took the jar from his pocket and opened it. He placed it on the floor between them.
"Alright," He said, figuring that anymore stalling on his part would make it so he didn't say anything. "A few nights ago I found this tacked onto my pillow." He said pulling the note from his pocket. He showed it to Harry and Hermione.
Hermione gasped slightly and Harry grew a little pale.
"They know about Draco." Hermione whispered.
"It seems that way." Ron muttered.
"'Something wicked this way comes?'" He asked. "That doesn't sound too promising."
Ron took a calming breath. "And there's this thing that happened tonight between Draco and I."
Harry's eyes grew hard. "What did he do now?"
Ron blinked at her in surprise. "Why do you automatically accuse him?"
Hermione put her hands on her friends arms. "Not now. Ron, tell us."
Ron shook her hand off and ran his own through his mused hair. "Well, actually, it was kinda him."
"What happened?" Harry asked.
"Well, we were talking and cuddling and stuff." He said in a softer tone than normal. He never told either of them what he and Draco did. They didn't want to know and he didn't want them to know. "We started play insulting each other." He bite his bottom lip and looked away from Harry's eyes. "Then, you know, things got a little more, um, right." He gestured vaguely with his hands.
Harry coughed uncomfortable with the direction this was going. He didn't want to know what his best friend was doing with his boyfriend when they were alone together. Hermione didn't seem to have any of his hesitations. "Go on, Ron."
"So, anyway." Ron said, a burning blush covering his face and ears. "We started getting, er, physical and I just wanted to make sure he wanted to do what he was. That's when he blew up at me." Ron gained more confidence now that he wasn't directly talking about his sex life.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.
"He started yelling about how I always was pressuring him, which isn't true, and how that now that he wanted to I was pushing him away. He told me he was sick of having to hide and wanted to come out. So I told him that I didn't want to put ourselves at even more risk when being together was already risking our lives. That's when he yelled that I didn't have to anymore and that he was leaving." Ron was looking down at his hands, remembering the look in Draco's eyes. It wasn't really Draco at all.
"And then what?" Harry asked in a whisper.
Ron looked up at him with slightly wet eyes. "He left."
Draco calmly walked into his dorm room, a triumphant smile on his face. He walked over to the bed next to the windows and pulled the velvety hangings open. He gazed down at the potion induced sleeping boy. The moon was playing lovingly over his golden hair, making it seem almost silver in some spots. He sat down and the body didn't stir. Draco gently ran a cold hand over the cheek facing the sky. He rubbed it gently with the back of his fingers before turning his hand over and raking it across the soft, pale skin.
"Dream Sweet, Draco, because tomorrow, you'll've awoken to a nightmare." He whispered as he got off the bed. He walked calmly into the bathroom and stripped bare. As he stared at the naked body in the mirror, it slowly began to change. Blond hair became darker, shorter. The body taller, fuller around the shoulders and narrower at the waist. The skin tones darkened as did the eyes. Draco's body changed completely until it was not longer his own.
Kruenu stared back at his own body with a happy grin. He touched his own face and reveled in the feeling. Polyjuice potion may work wonders for an hour, but the spell that'd been cast on him worked for much longer. Not only did it give him Draco's body for as long as he needed it, but it gave him shadows of the recent memories. Kruenu grinned wickedly before drawing the insignia above his head. Without any miraculous transformations, he was his owl self. He opened the door expertly and flew back into the room. He perched himself on Blaise's bed and awaited his return.
