Ron sat on the couch staring at his piece of paper that only had the words, Dear Hermione, on it. He looked up at Kyla who was staring out the windows, looking at the woods that surrounded the Borrows. He could tell the woods scared her out. They had hid her when she ran away, but they also hid the panther, too. Ron looked back at the paper and wrote;
How's your summer going? Mine's fine. How is it with your mum and dad?
Sorry I haven't written much, I've just been, Ron paused and looked at Kyla. He smiled and wrote, distracted. I guess I talk to you at Diagon Alley or at school. Hope you have a good rest of the summer.
Ron.
Ron sealed the letter up, got the letter to Harry, and sealed that up too. Then he tied them to Pig's leg, and sent Pig off with the letters. Ron went over to Kyla, and just sat down next to her. She turned her gaze to him, and he smiled at her. Ron gave Kyla a what's-up look, which is where he smiles at her, his eyes light up and his head is tilted to the left. Kyla smiled at the silly expression and said, "Tú mucho extraño."
"I'll look that up later," Ron told her. She smiled at him even though she didn't have the slightest clue what he was saying. Then he picked up a book written by Gilderoy Lockhart, pointed to the book, and said, "Yo, …leer para tú."
Kyla made a face of disgust when she saw Lockhart's face. She muttered, "Asno mudo."
Ron looked those words up in the dictionary, and said, "Si, much asno mudo." Ron smiled at her, but began to wonder how she knew that Lockhart was a dumb ass. He looked threw the Spanish dictionary, and then asked, "Cómo hágale conocer acerca de Lockhart?"
Kyla hesitated for a second, and thought. "Yo lo encuentro una vez," Kyla explained.
"Where?" Ron asked. Then he corrected, "A dónde?"
Kyla thought about it for a second and said, "En un libro que firma."
Ron looked at her, and she took a book and pretended like she was writing something. Ron thought about it and then said, "Oh, book signing."
Kyla nodded, and Ron said, "Ok, I'm going to leer ahora." Ron cleared his throat and started reading, "The werewolves found in the mountains in the Swiss Alps, are the fiercest of their kind. They are often found lurking around local villages, waiting to find their next victim. Many brave souls have traveled to a certain village called, Binktica. Legend has it that, in Binktica, the first werewolf lives there, hiding his fortune that he obtain from his killings. However, the werewolf was able to out wit any of those brave men. Soon people stopped trying to challenge the werewolf, and the werewolf grew bored and hungry. The werewolf started to terrorize the small village, giving it the nickname, tenkila. The name tenkila is from the village's language that means, loosely translated into English, a night terror. The tenkila would come during the middle of the night and abduct the sleeping children. The parents would wake up the next morning and find their children gone. No remains of the children were ever found.
"Soon the town grew into a panic, and decided to set up a protection system for every child in the village. However the tenkila found a way to break through the protection system, and kill most of the children. The town grew desperate for help.
"That's when they called in me. I was well known for my victory over the vampires…"
Kyla stopped pay attention to what Ron was saying. It was because she didn't understand it; it was because she found it more comforting to know that he was there with her, then to knowing what he was actually saying. She watched Ron as he read. His blue eyes tracing the sentence he was reading. His body slummed back into the couch, completely relaxed and loose. Then she started thinking about her posture. She was sitting up straight, her body tight and tense. She looked at how Ron was slouching and tried to copy it. She leaned back into the couch, and uncrossed her ankles. She smiled as she crossed her arms across her chest. She felt like she was sitting like a guy, and she loved it. Her body started to relax, and she sank into the couch deeper. She made a vow to herself that she would slouch whenever she had the chance. Every now and then Ron would stop reading and look over to her. She would smile and nod at him. Then Ron would continue to read on.
Ron kept glancing over at Kyla. He was glad she couldn't understand what he was reading because he started skipping over words. He saw her slouch into the couch, and then smile. He smiled at her, but then quickly started reading again. Then Ron would find himself randomly stopping, for a long period of time, and looking at Kyla. She would always smile at him, and then nod like she wanted him to continue. Ron would then start reading from a different paragraph. Ron tried to stay focus and continue reading with out being distracted. Ron was able to read the next couple pages with out looking over at Kyla.
Ron let out a yawn, and stopped reading. He rubbed his eyes, and looked over at Kyla. She was fast asleep with her head on the armrest, and her feet on the floor. Ron got off the couch, placed the book on the end table, and got a pillow. He lifted up Kyla's feet and placed them on the couch, so she was more comfortable now. He then lifted up her head, and placed the pillow under it. She moaned softly, but then repositioned her heard with a smile on.
Ron then walked out side and sat on a lawn chair next to Ginny who was tanning in her bathing suit, one of the few things of her that weren't hand-me-downs. Ginny smiled and said, "You know, she probably won't hurt you if you try to kiss her."
"What?" Ron asked, his eyes widening in shock.
"Nuttin," Ginny told him with an even bigger smile. She let out a sigh and asked, "How much longer do you think we will have to live with her?"
"Well, the potion takes around a week to make, and then it varies on how long it takes to kick in, so I'm say by the latest, right before school," Ron suggested.
"Great," Ginny said sarcastically.
"What is your problem with her?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, there is just something about her that I don't trust," Ginny explained weakly. Ron shrugged and the two of them just sat there, for a while. Finally Ginny asked, "Do you think she is royalty?"
"What?"
"Maybe not royalty, maybe nobility," Ginny theorized.
"Why do you think that?" Ron asked.
"I just think it would be cool to say we housed Irish nobility," Ginny explained with a shrug.
"Does Ireland even have nobility?" Ron asked.
"Whose nobility?" George asked, coming out of the house.
"No one," Ron answered.
"So, Fred told me about Kyla, and I would love to meet her," George said.
"She's asleep now," Ron informed him.
George was about to say something when a brown barn owl swooped by and dropped a letter into Ron's lap. Ron held it up and Ginny, George, and Ron read the out side of the envelope. It said Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in fine cursive. George looked at it and said, "That looks like Percy's hand writing. Give it here Ron, and I'll go make some tea."
Ron handed it over, and George walked into the kitchen. Ron and Ginny followed him, and watched him make some tea. As George was boiling the water, he held the letter over the steam. He waited for a while and then inspected the letter to see if it steamed open. He frowned and said, "That's odd, a letter usually would have accidentally steamed open by now."
"Try two teapots at the same time," Ginny suggested.
"You shouldn't do that," Ron scolded them. "Use four teapots for good measure," he told them with a grin.
"Right," George said and grabbed three more teapots. They all waited as the four teapots steamed at the letter. When nothing still happened, George said, "He must have used a sealing charm, that bastard."
Just as George said that, the letter finally steamed open. George smiled and took out the letter. Ron and Ginny huddled around him and started reading.
"Hhhhmm," someone said, clearing her throat. Then they asked, "What are you doing?"
They turned around and saw their mother standing there. George looked down and saw he still had the letter. He quickly hided it behind his back and said, "Just making some tea."
"Four teapots worth?" Molly asked skeptically.
"Well, we wanted some tea, and then we thought we would make you some ice tea," George explained.
"How thoughtful of you," Molly said with a fake smile. The she said, very seriously, "Give me the letter."
George handed over the letter, and Molly read it. She frowned and said, "If you must know, Percy wrote us to tell us about the Irish ambassadors that are having meetings with the Ministry of Magic."
"Why is that a bad thing?" George asked.
"They are having some government problems, and Percy is going over there to help out," Molly clarified.
"So Percy is going to be in a whole other country?" Ginny asked happily.
"Yes," Molly answered. Then she turned around, giving George and Ron the chance to high-five each other. Molly turned around again and said, "Now either get out of the kitchen or help me prepare dinner."
Albus cleared his throat as he waited for the bartender. The bartender, who was the same bartender from before, came up and asked, "What can I get for ya?"
"A very big glass of brandy," Albus told her. She nodded, and reached down and got a glass. Then she poured him some brandy and he asked, "Any word?"
The bartender looked at him and answered, "No, no word on the newest Chairman."
"Well, if there is anything new let me know," Albus said. He took a large sip, paid for the drink and then left.
As Molly prepared dinner, Ron checked on Kyla. Her feet were back on the ground, and Ron lifted them back on the couch. Ron turned around to tidy up the room, when he heard Kyla's feet slide off the couch. Ron turned around, picked up her feet, and placed them back on the couch. She slide them off again, and Ron picked them up again. Only this time, Kyla started to try and kick her legs away from Ron's grasp. Ron dropped them quickly on the couch. Kyla woke up and smiled at Ron. Ron smiled back at her. Kyla sat up and patted the seat next to her. "Anda, sentarse Ron." She smiled as she realized what she said. Then she exclaimed, "Yo dicha Ron!"
"Bueno," Ron told her with a huge grin and sat down next to her.
Kyla clapped and kept saying, "Ron, tú es Ron."
Ron rolled his eyes and gently put a hand over her mouth and said, "El trabajo bueno, pero para."
Kyla nodded, and Ron removed his hand. Then she chanted, "Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron-"
Ron placed his hand over her mouth and said, "Para! Para! Para!"
Kyla started giggling and then broke out into laughter. Ron glared at her, but then also started laughing. Kyla slouched back, and continued to giggle. Kyla liked slouching very much, but she liked staying at the Weasley's more, no need to be lady-like.
A/N: if anyone wants to guess her secret feel free to! but until the timing is right, I'm not revealing anything! and thanks to anyone who reviewed!
