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Meeting Issak Denton

Ron stilled at the grave voice. He looked around and found Jennifer and Brian sitting on the couch, bound a gagged. "Is that really necessary?" Ron asked Michael.

"Of course it is. Wouldn't want my beautiful daughter screaming for help, or my intelligent son trying to attack me now would I? Especially since I'm going to get everything I want."

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me, how big of a fool do you think I am?"

"...Is there any good way to answer that?"

Michael narrowed his eyes, "Don't be a smartass."

"Better than being a dumbass."

"You really don't know when to shut your flapping trap do you? Perhaps this will help. CRUCIO!" Ron immediately fell onto the floor and Jennifer's eyes grew wide. She began to struggle against the bindings and Michael laughed. "Aw, my daughter loves you Weasley, that's...disgusting."

"No more than you being her father." He said between breaths.

"Trying to be brave? Tsk Tsk. That will get you into trouble someday." Michael finally removed the curse from him.

"Tell me, how have you pulled it off for so long?"

"By fault of government, and by my superior intelligence."

"Tell me, do you maniacs try to be cocky?"

Michael walked up to Ron and grabbed his hair by the roots, "I am not a maniac." He spat, then shoved Ron's head into the carpet. "Tell me Mr. Weasley, when shall Mr. Potter grace us with his presence?"

"He won't. I told him to..."

"To what?"

"Nothing."

"He'll come."

"No, I really don't think so."

"No?"

"How about now?" He walked over to Jennifer and pulled her up from the carpet. He shoved his wand to her temple. "Think he'll come now?"

Ron gulped as Jennifer's eyes grew wide. "I don't know."

"Think you could...call him over." Michael said, his tone growing mockingly. Jennifer shook her. NO!

Ron took her incentive. "I could, but I'd rather not."

Michael sneered, "And why is that?"

"Because I personally want to destroy you before anyone else touches you."

"Idiot boy. You think you can stop me?"

"Yes."

"And why?"

"Because no man has ever hated another as much as I hate you right now."

"Poetic words. I don't care." Michael walked closer to Ron, pushing Jennifer in front. The only good thing was that he was moving further away from Brian. "You don't seem too worried about Jennifer...perhaps she was only your whore?" Jennifer closed her eyes. "Tell me, was my daughter good for you? Carter is dying to know." Of course! Ron thought.

"Carter was your second-hand man. And to think, we actually believed that he was Issak Denton." Ron saw the fire build in Michael's eyes. Bingo.

"That incompetent twit? Issak Denton? He knows less magic than her." He said, indicating Jennifer.

"Then you put much trust in him."

"Perhaps, he feared me, he would not betray me, and besides, I promised him Jennifer if he remained faithful."

"Such the doting father."

"She's useless! Do you understand that! Here I was, one of the most powerful wizards and a hand man to Voldermort, and my first born is a squib! Do you know how much I was mocked. It never stopped, never! Then I found out I was to be born a son, I had my redemption! But then that wench of a wife left me, feigned death, thus taking my only air! I've worked to restore my name, and when I realized it was useless, I became Issak Denton, a name the American public...and soon the world will fear."

"It's been done."

"Excuse me?"

"The whole dark art leader trying to rule the world and if I remember correctly, he failed."

"Because of Harry Potter!"

"What is it with Harry Potter?"

"Jealous?"

"Astoundingly." Ron kept stealing glances at Brian, who seemed to be maneuvering himself out of the binds.

"You would be. A poor worthless Weasley. What ever made you think that you would be good enough for my beautiful Jennifer." Michael asked, kissing his daughter's cheek.

"I never wanted your daughter." Jennifer stilled but Ron kept his gaze on Michael.

"Is she not good enough for your...low standards? Oh that's right, you're involved with that Mudblood aren't you?" Ron narrowed his eyes.

"How do know about Hermione."

Michael laughed. "Dear boy, you are humorous. I have been tracking you, Ms. Granger, and Mr. Potter, for quite sometime."

"Then why didn't you make a move."

"Because I knew I could get you to come to me...what the perfect way to get what I want. Kill as many blood traitors and mudbloods as possible, and wait for Potter and Company to come to me."

"It could have been years until we found you."

"Maybe, but I knew everyone was growing desperate, and I am a patient man."

"Why pretend for your daughter? Why not just ship her off?"

"What the perfect cover? An old widowed man with a bad heart and a muggle daughter. Admit it, my plan was flawless."

"Flawless? No. Flawed? In more ways than you can count."

"Excuse me?" Ron looked over to Brian, he was almost out of his binds.

"Think about it, you knew I'd be staying at the Marriot, the place your precious Carter managed, and daughter worked. You knew I had broken up with my girlfriend, and was looking for company...of any sort. You had to know that by getting closer to her, I was getting closer to you."

"I wanted you to find me you imbecile! What part of that do you not understand?"

"I don't believe you. I believe you thought you could hide behind your daughter and murder as many people as it took, but when Harry and I came into the scene, you knew it was over, but...best to take advantage of the situation you're given right?"

"I'm growing real tired of your antagonizing tone Weasley."

"I've only started." It was then Ron noticed Brian walking up behind Michael, in his hand he held a switchblade. Ron made no facial movements, but was curious as to what he had in mind.

"Listen you-agh!" Michael screamed as Brian's blade stuck through his back.

"Get my wand!" He screamed to Ron while reaching for Jennifer.

"Where is it?"

"In his cloak!" Ron pulled Brian's wand away from Michael and threw it to Brian. Brian was manually working on the bindings, but removed them with magic once he had his wand. She popped her jaw.

"Thanks."

"Nothing of it."

"Get Harry!" Ron called.

"Right."

"Take her with you!" He called out.

"No!" She protested. "Go." She commanded to Brian. He nodded and Disapparated.

"You idiot!" Ron yelled at her.

"Pay attention to the homicidal maniac, not me!" She retorted. Ron spun around to find Michael standing up.

"You've really pissed me off now."

"I didn't stab you."

"At least Harry is coming..."

"You won't be alive to meet him!" Ron yelled out.

"Why you-" and the battle between the two forces had begun. Jennifer moved to the door, and out of the way of the ricocheting spells. If she was religious, she would have prayed. "Why won't you die!"

"I'm stubborn."

"Your fate will be sealed."

"Not by your wand." Ron retorted. Several times Jennifer stopped herself from running out to help Ron up. She would only harm the situation. The minutes continued but soon came to the boiling point. Ron's wand was against Michael's temple, Michael's wand was against Ron's temple. It was a matter of who could say the word's first.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" All went silent. Jennifer looked down at the collapsed bodies and choked back a sob. She walked to them and kneeled down. She leaned down to Ron and placed her ear by his mouth. She almost cried with relief. He was still alive! She pulled him away from the dead Michael and it was then Brian and Harry appeared.

"Took you long enough." She stated, relieved.

"Move aside." Harry ordered, she hesitated. "Please." She nodded and stood up. She moved away from them and back. Ron regained consciousness after a few moments. "Welcome back buddy."

"Not dead?"

"Not yet." Harry responded, a relieved smile reaching to his eyes.

Ron nodded. "Good." He brushed himself off and Harry and Brian helped him to stand up. He looked over at Jennifer who was silently crying. "Jennifer..." He breathed. His eyes then grew wide, "JENNIFER!" Jennifer felt someone grab her from behind.

"Yes...Jennifer...how are you my pet."

She closed her eyes and gulped. "Hello Carter."

"I see they've killed Michael. Such a shame, I know you must be heartbroken." He stated, his voice mocking. "You were always so beautiful, too bad you didn't take my advances before now." He then turned Jennifer around and kissed her once. "Goodbye Jennifer." After his venomous words, Carter stabbed her with Brian's blade and disappeared as quickly as he had come. Jennifer fell to her knees as Ron rushed up to her, he steadied her as she fell back and landed in his lap. He moved the hair away from her face.

"Jennifer...oh god...I'm so sorry."

"Think...nothing of...of it." She replied, she smiled shakily.

"I should have protected you, this should have never happened, it seemed to be going so well."

"Nothing is perfect." She swallowed. "You did good cowboy."

Ron kept his gaze on her. "You're going to be fine. You'll see."

She shook her head and moved her palm away from her stomach, Ron placed his hand over the wound. She tried to talk but was having difficulty. Ron kept moving his palm over her cheek. "Hold on okay, hold on." Tears burned in his eyes.

"I'm trying..." She whispered. He looked up to Brian.

"Do whatever you're supposed to do when things like this happen!" He yelled. Brian looked at his sister then ran to the phone.

"Hello? 911? This is Brian Dursely...we need an ambulance quickly."