a/n: And chapter 11 is fnally here. I hope you all like it. And thank you for all the reviews, I appricate them all. Lonerider, the "mistake" you pointed out will be cleared up next chapter. So now enjoy.
Chapter 11
Ron stood quietly looking out the window of the cell he was in. He was waiting as patiently and calmly as he could, inside he was itching for the moment he knew would come. He smiled as finally he saw what he had been waiting on, Crusitux Lestrange was leaving the house. Ron turned from the window and began the first step of his plan.
He stood glaring at the door, a look of deep and intense concentration on his face. A smile spread across his face as he saw in his mind what he wanted, Draco Malfoy. During his auror training he was taught mind control, and how to take on the voice of another in the persons mind. He was now talking to Malfoy in Lestranges voice. "Malfoy, take Weasley his wand. Say nothing to him, hand it to him and walk out." Malfoy questioned it for a moment but being inferior to Lestrange, he followed orders. Ron waited for what seemed a lifetime, until he finally heard the footsteps he had been listening for. Draco walked in and handed him his wand, turned, and left. Supressing a chuckle as it was too easy, Ron stuffed the wand in his pants pocket. He sat down leaning against the wall and facing the door and waited, the next step couldn't happen til Lestrange returned. As he sat, he thought of his favorite thing, Hermione.
flashback
He loved the feel of this, it was his favorite of their nightly rituals. Him laying with his head in her lap, her fingers gliding through his hair. Just sitting and talking. It was the best feeling in the world, in his opinion, the happiness and homeyness it brought. The amazing feeling of love that filled his body.
"Ok Ron, your turn." her voice was soft and gentle.
"What is your favorite color?"
"I thought you knew that. Anyway any color of blue but i think I like sky blue the best, you know that crisp blue on a wonderful spring or fall day. That is my fave color. I know your favorite color is orange but what about a second favorite?"
"Well I have to say that Orange is my second fave I've come to rather fancy the color of your eyes as my favorite," he said with a wink. "Now, Ms. Head Girl, I want to know where your favorite place on earth is?"
"That is an easy one...I can actually show you."
"Oh can you ?
"Yes, but you'll have to sit up for me to show you."
"Do I have to beg as well?"
"Oh, ha, ha..." Hermione said with a slight insincerity in her voice.
Ron sat up and watched as Hermione stood up. "Now," she said, "I want you to sit in the corner of the couch, yes just there." Ron did as she said and quickly found her sitting snuggled up to him, he couldn't help but wrap his arms around her.
"This is your favorite place on earth?"
"Yes it is, because it is right here in your arms that I feel the safest. Here is home, here is where no one can ever harm me. This is something no one can take from me. Here is where love lies...to me anyway."
He looked down on her, her face turned up to his, her eyes showing him nothing but love and trust. He slowly leaned his head down and gently brushed his lips against hers, sending sparks through both of their bodies. She laid her head upon his chest, watching as she slowly began to drift to sleep he whispered "As long as I am alive, you can always come home here."
end flashback.
Ron snapped back to attention when he heard the booming sound of Lestrange's voice shaking the house from it's foundation "YOU GAVE HIM HIS WAND BACK?? YOU COMPLETE IMBICILE!!" He heard him pounding up the stairs, "And would you stop the bloody eating already?" Lestrange added sarcastically
Ron chuckled as he prepared himself for the battle that was about to come. While he had Malfoy under mind control, Ron had tapped into the part of his brain that allowed him to perform a small act of hynosis and conviced Draco he was constantly hungry. Ron knew it was wrong but he couldn't help but play with the ferrets mind.
By the time Lestrange busted through the door, Ron was standing, his wand at the ready. "Ahh, Crussi, I was wondering when you would be arriving," Ron said casually.
Lestrange charged across the room "YOU, how did you get your wand back? How did you corrupt Malfoy?" He was only inches from Ron.
"Now why exactly would I want to share that information with you?" Ron said in his still casual tone. "And would you mind stepping back a bit your breath smells as if you have been kissing a toad. Oh did you go and visit your girlfriend Delores? How truely sweet."
Ron watched as Lestrange moved his wand to cast a spell, but he was quicker with "Stupefy." Ron smiled as he watched Crusitux come crashing to the floor. He quickly bound Crusitux and cautiously moved out the door and down the stairs. Having walked down them so many times to be tortured by the death eaters he knew exactly the path he needed to take. As he rounded the last corner of the stair he heard a muffled sound coming from the room to his left. He turned and saw Malfoy stuffing his face like he had never eaten before. "Ferret, that is disgusting." Ron muttered.
"Whaar yo oingeere? Stua-fy," Draco had been stuffing his face since his visit with Ron. He had picked up a chocolate eclair instead of his wand and was waving it erratically at Ron.
"Stupify. Ferret, I just couldn't stand to see you suffer any longer. And I'll be taking that. I'm a bit famished." he said as he reached down and took the eclair Draco had used as a wand. Ron made the last final moves he needed to get to the door. He placed his hand on the knob and tried to turn it. Nothing moved. It wouldn't budge
."GREAT! Now what am I gonna do?" Ron thought to himself, what would 'Mione do. He recalled those many years ago when she, he, and Harry were deep below the corridors of Hogwarts, and it came to him. "ALOHAMORA" Ron exclaimed and took his first steps to freedom. He quietly shut the door behind him, once it was closed it was a matter of seconds before he started sprinting towards his house, he had to get back to Hermione. To feel her once again in his arms was his new mission
With each stride he took towards home and Hermione his heart beat faster and the smile on his face spread wider. He was finally going to be back with her after five long years he was finally going to hold her in his arms again, finally kiss the lips he had longed for, finally do nothing but love her.
The door to their house was finally in sight, he increased his speed until finally he was at the door. He nearly ripped it off its hinges as he burst through shouting her name, "HERMIONE, HERMIONE WHERE ARE YOU. HERMIONE I'M FINALLY HOME, LOVE, FINALLY." But there was no response, the house was empty. She has to be at work, he thought to himself she has to be. He sank down onto the third step, their step, and resting his head in his hands he waited.
