Ron and Shanon: Story 4
Chapter 12
Author's Note: Hello. I'm back after a very long break. I'm sorry about it, but so much happened. One of my friends committed suicide and it was so hard for me. But I'm back now. Please be patient, I love you all very much.
"I'm home!"
Ron pushed the door open to his house and slid in as quietly as he could. He wished he hadn't yelled that. He might've been able to slink away to his room without being noticed, but, now he'd have to endure the smiling happy faces of his family, while his would remain somber, no matter how hard he tried to perk it up. He groaned and closed the door with a bang.
"Ron!"
Already his mother's voice was irritating. He turned around slowly and blinked.
"Yes?"
"How did it go?"
Ron didn't know what to say. He merely stood there, blinking.
"How'd it go?" he repeated the question, glaring. Mrs. Weasley frowned.
"Yes…are you two together again?"
Ron could feel his insides boiling and words inside him swirled around like angry insects. How could she stand there smiling and saying those words to him? What was wrong with her? She made it sound like a little elementary school romance. Ron clenched his hands in fists and looked down.
"She's engaged." He murmured.
"What? Ron speak it up."
"RON'S BACK!" Fred and George ran down the stairs. "Hey bro! You get the hot girl back yet?"
And suddenly, it was all uncontrollable for Ron.
"I SAID SHE'S BLOODY ENGAGED! WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
Everyone was silent, looking at him. From the living room, Ginny poked her head around and stared.
"YOU'RE ALL SO CARE FREE. WELL, I'M NOT. NOT ANYMORE."
Ron kicked a chair at the table and the legs splintered and fell. He groaned and ran up the stairs, yelling and screaming. His door slammed and then entire house shook and rumbled. Downstairs, everyone was silent until George whispered
"She's…engaged?"
Fred motioned for him to be quiet and Mrs. Weasley turned away solemnly to continue making supper. The family heard the door unlock, but no one turned to see who it was. Negative energy flowed everywhere in the house.
"I'm back!"
Arthur Weasley came through the door, carrying his briefcase and smiling. But his smile slowly faded as he felt the tension in the Weasley household.
"What happened?"
Mrs. Weasley held her finger up to her mouth wearily and pointed upstairs, mouthing 'Ron.' Arthur nodded slowly and set down his briefcase, cautiously walking past the other children. Ginny was twirling her hair nervously and biting her lip. Both Fred and George were wary as well.
"Well…" Arthur spoke quietly. "I suppose I won't bring it up right now, but I have some somber news for you all later."
The Weasley household had never been quieter.
Ron descended the stairs the next morning in a solemn mood, but regretting his attitude towards his family yesterday. He poked his head around the corner before entering the kitchen and dining room. The rest of his family was already up. They all looked very sad. Ron sighed.
"It's my entire fault…" he thought. "I shouldn't have yelled…"
He walked up to the table where they all sat and sighed.
"I'm sorry. I see I've made everyone a bitangry but…I'm sorry." He said, trying to smile at his mother. But as he looked at her, he saw that she had tears in her eyes. She brushed her eyes and smiled back at him.
"It's quite all right Ron…but…there's more to our sadness then that." She turned away as more tears formed. Ron felt his stomach plummet as his father got up slowly.
"Listen, Ronald…" Ron began to feel uneasy at the use of his full name. "Ron, the Order of the Phoenix is returning. The dark forces are becoming more powerful again, and the world needs us."
Ron blinked, a bit unsure what this meant. His father, seeing this, seated him down.
"This means we need all the recruits possible…and…your brothers Bill, Charlie, Fred and George must join. I will be joining as well."
Ron stared at his father. His brothers were all going? What if they all died, which was highly probable…he would have no brothers. And his dad too...
"What about Percy?"
It grew quiet. Arthur sighed.
"He will do what he wants. He's no longer part of this family…" his father trailed off and got up to go to work. Ron sat there, staring into space. So many people could die. Molly had switched on their wizard TV, which at first showed a gardening channel.
"Gladys Temporel…" Molly murmured, and the TV turned to a wizard channel instantly. It was the news, speaking of deaths happening recently.
"The Dark Lord and his allies have struck again, this time in a fancy residential part of London..." On the screen appeared pictures of a man and a woman. Ron gasped and jumped up.
"Those are Seamus Finnigan's parents!" he yelled. Molly turned and looked. "Blessed…it is!" she sat down in a shock as the family all listened to the report of their death. Ron rubbed his eyes. The Dark Lord was back. He had more followers then ever. Ron sighed long and heavily. He felt like everyone was going to die. It really was a silly thought, but then...why not?
