Author's note: Hey all you reading fans out there! (You being just my bff from school) Updating again even if you never ever review. Oh well, here it goes:

Chapter 6: The vault of Secret Pasts

Ron and Harry ran down the hall to the door with no handle. "How do we open it?" Harry asked.

"It was said that it would open when the one who needed it most was in front…" Ron began to answer. But before he could finish, the door creaked open and a flash of light emitted. The men shielded their eyes against the suddenly light. Then just as suddenly as it had appeared the light vanished. The room was completely empty.

"Now what do we do?" Harry asked Ron.

"I have no idea. But I'm going in" Ron said determinedly. "If it will help Hermione, then I will do anything. And with that, he stepped in. Almost immediately a gentle glow began to shine in the center of the room. As Ron got closer, it grew in intensity. Then Harry blinked, and Ron was gone.

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Draco Malfoy was again wrenched from his pleasant dreams, but his time for a more ominous purpose. His dark mark was throbbing. Lord Voldemort wished to see him and all the other Death Eaters. Draco shivered. It didn't bode well. This was an emergency meeting, most likely to make a fool or example of someone. He tried to remember if he had done anything of the sort, but could only remember his dream It had been of a pretty young woman about his age, but one he hadn't slept with before. He was at some kind of an altar or something. 'Hmm' Draco mused 'Bologna never had this effect before. Oh well, that's what I get for Midnight snacks.'

He got up and got dressed in the standard uniform of a Death Eater: Black robes and a hood. He got his wand from the bedside table and disapparated to the site of the meeting. He was seated among almost 100 Death Eaters, whose ranks had swelled following the conformation of the Dark Lord's return. He wondered who among them would be gone tonight. Then, Voldemort appeared in a shimmery haze of light.

"Welcome my followers! Tonight, we rejoice. I have finally discovered how my return can be forever." Voldemort announced

Murmurs ran throughout the ranks of Death Eaters. This was new. Everyone present was stunned.

"What I mean to say is one of our number is going to be promoted tonight to find a certain someone. When I call this person's name, would they please step forward? Draco Malfoy!"

Draco got up amidst gasps and clapping from his supporters he had amassed. Who did Voldemort want him to find that was so important that he needed to bring it up at a meeting of the whole group? It was just too weird…unless he had found the missing link he had been searching for since the beginning of his days of darkness. Draco began to sweat. He didn't like Voldemort's tone. He felt nervous and suddenly felt like just keeling over now rather than face his master. His dream suddenly floated to the surface of his mind as Voldemort began to probe it.

"Yes my followers. This is the night I have been waiting for all my evil reign! The person who can finally once and for all get rid of the light side. Draco Malfoy!"

And with that Draco fainted.

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When Ron reached the middle of the room, he was transported back in time to the beginning of time. He watched the universe form from the big bang and then the first life forms evolve. He watched the meteor hit, and all life die right before his eyes. He watched the beginnings of man and finally the creation of the first wizarding community in Sumer. The Summerians had advanced creations and spells and could control everything with a thought. Their world lasted only 200 years before it was destroyed by an evil force. Again and again, Ron watched the fall of civilizations, until he was in modern day England. He watched Voldemort's first rising and then his defeat at the hands of a young Harry Potter. He then watched himself growing up. But the movie of life's record slowed down on the day he had first met Hermione. He felt almost as if she was "it" the one thing that could keep their civilization from collapsing again. He saw their adventures in Hogwarts, laughing at all the joyful memories and sobbing at the not so pleasant ones. And then he saw commencement day; the most important of his life and the day in which he had made the worst mistake of it.

memory-

The day had dawned clear and beautiful. Ron and Harry were eating breakfast for the last time in the Great Hall. They were reminiscing about all the good times that they had had in the school over 7 years. Harry was going into the Auror Academy and Ron was following in a different class specialization. Hermione was going to Mediwitch school in America where they were so advanced, they didn't even have to use wands, only push buttons.

"I'm going to miss this place" Ron sighed.

"Me too. But what I'll miss most is seeing the look on Draco's face when I beat him in Quidditch again for the 100th time" Harry laughed.

"Or how about reminders of Ferret Boy, the on going legacy." Ron chuckled.

"The girls giggling and fawning over me will not be missed at all. Well except for Ginny." Harry hastily reassured Ron. "I'll love her forever."

"Good! Or you won't be able to bring any Harry Jr.'s into this world ever." Ron spat at him

Ron was suddenly attacked from behind. "Oh My GOD! I cannot believe we are graduating!" Hermione said excitedly. "I cannot wait to go to America."

Ron was suddenly reminded that he wouldn't see his secret love for almost 9 months. He wasn't sure if he could bear it.

"But Hermione! Won't you miss anything?" Harry asked knowingly.

"Well of course! I'll miss Hogwarts and you and Ron and everyone else in Gryffindor but I'll be on my own, learning to help people live!"

Ron felt his heart ache at her words. 'Will she ever notice me?' He wondered. Harry looked sympathetically at him. He knew how Ron felt. Ron would never get up the courage to tell Hermione the truth about his feelings.

'Oh well.' Harry thought 'At least we'll all be together at Christmas.

But Christmas came and went with few letters flying. Medical school was hard and so was Auror training. They barely had any time to study, much less keep in contact.

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Ron was sad to see how far they had drifted apart from each other….until a few months ago when he had been contacted by Dumbledore.

Dear Ron,

How are y u doing? We need you to come to a meeting June 10th at 4:30 in the Minister's office. Please reschedule any appointments because you really need to be in on this "discussion"

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Albus Dumbledore, Minister of Magic

Ron was amazed. He hadn't been contacted for a mission in 5 years. He had been discharged honourably after the first of many battles in which he had lost his finger. He had never been needed before. He wondered at the urgency of it.

June 10th, 4:35.

Ron ran up the stairs 2 at a time. 'Why am I always late?' He asked himself 'This is the most important thing in my life, and I can't be there on time' He ran to the Minister's door and knocked loudly. The door swung open suddenly to reveal Harry and Dumbledore.

"Ahh, Mister Weasley. On time as usual." Dumbledore greeted him.

"Hey Ron! How are you?" Harry asked.

"Why are you here Harry?" Ron asked amazed " I thought that I was summoned for something serious"

"Oh but it is" Dumbledore said suddenly very grave. "I'm afraid it's about Miss Granger."

"Hermione!" Ron and Harry gasped.

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HEHEHEHEHE! Another cliffy! But that wouldn't happen if some thing like hmmmm cough hit the purple button cough Excuse me! I got a wicked cold over here!