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Chapter Ten: No More Time


"So what did you think?" Justin asked when they came back to their dorms. John hadn't arrived yet so the redhead and blond were alone.

"It was a lot more different than I thought," replied the young Weasley a bit sheepishly.

"What did you think it would be like?" he pulled off his shirt, Ron blushed brilliantly as his eyes wandered over every well toned muscle, he almost whined in protest when Justin slipped on his pajama shirt. "What?"

"Ah..." Ron looked away, blushing even more in embarrassment, "nothing, just thinking."

"Oh," he pulled down his pants, Ron forced himself not to look, "so what did you think Devingston would be like?"

"Sort of like Hogsmeade, I never expected it to be even more interesting," from the corner of his eye he could see that Justin finished changing and was just watching him.

"We're aloud to go there any day we want as long as it's after school," he smiled a little, "so if you want, you can go back tomorrow and explore a little more."

For a second Ron thought of saying 'wicked' or something else he'd usually say. But when he remembered about the couples everywhere he kept his mouth shut. 'I shouldn't be mad, why do I always get mad?'

'You ok?' At the sound of the voice in his head Ron jumped slightly in surprise. "Sorry," Justin walked over and sat down next to the redhead.

"You don't hear my thoughts do you?"

"Not really, more like the intruders in your mind, but I back off at your own thoughts."

"Oh..."

"What's bugging you?" but he already knew the answer.

"Nothing. I guess I'm just a little tired," he smiled weakly but didn't look at the other teen, "too much food probably."

"That's not true-"

He was interrupted by the door opening, John stepped inside but once he saw the two he calmly stepped back out despite Justin calling to him that it was okay for him to stay, even though it wasn't.

"I'm fine," Ron's voice hardened, "it's not a big deal."

"Then why are you making it sound like it's a big deal?" the redhead froze, he stared sadly at his clenched fists lying on his lap. "Just tell-"

"Why am I so weak?" he slouched.

"What?" Justin blinked, he hadn't expected the question, "you're not-"

"It's just...everyday I feel like there's something wrong with me," his voice was sad, angry even, "I keep getting mad at things I shouldn't be mad about."

"If you really love him then you have to tell him the truth, his real reason."

Hannahs words echoed in Justin's head, battling with his own thoughts.

"I keep telling myself that I shouldn't get angry over something stupid but I always give in and let my emotions take over. It was me that wrecked my friendship with the others, not the journal, I couldn't control myself," he swallowed the swelling lump in his throat and blinked away the tears forming in his eyes. He refused to cry before, he'll refuse now.

Justin felt the vibration of sad emotions come off of Ron's body, then unexpectedly a wave of fear. He looked at his mate worriedly and saw the hint of panic in his eyes. "Ron...?"

"What if I can't control myself around you and the others anymore?" he spoke a little shakily, "then..."

"You didn't leave me when you found out about my sister," he regretted saying 'sister', memories of two girls young short life raced through his head. 'No, I have to help Ron now, they're dead, it's the past and I can't fix it.'

"I know," he sounded vague now, "I can't help it, I'm always thinking negatively."

"But you always seem happy."

"I do it so no one would start fussing over me. Ever since before I came to Hogwarts I've been jealous, mad and greedy, but I knew if I acted that way then everyone would hate me, so I just...tried to be happy or at least be clueless, it just seemed to show more this year. I hate myself," he said the last part so quietly that Justin's sensitive ears could barely pick up what he said.

"I should have told you the truth," he looked at the wooden floor, "your real reason."

"What?" Ron looked at the boy in slight confusion, "what are you talking about?"

"There was more to your prophecy," he looked at him earnestly, "the emotions you've been feeling is from another you."

"Another...me?" he looked more than confused now.

"The seer didn't tell me much, but she said that you have another you on the inside. And that you're not all human."

"What?" he was at a loss of words, what was Justin talking about?

"It's part angel and demon, something to do with chemically mixed blood."

"Wh-but my mum and dad-"

"It has nothing to do with heritage; you were just randomly chosen to have another person inside. If you separate from him then you have to destroy him, I'm not sure why, but you have to."

'I've had another me inside me my whole life? What is he talking about?' Ron looked at the wooden floor, his mind spinning dizzily.

"I'm sorry," Justin said calmly, "I should have told you sooner but I wasn't sure you'd be ready to take another piece of news so quickly."

"It's alright," Ron found himself say.

"I-"

"You don't have to apologize," he felt like a heavy weight was lifted from him; his broken friendship wasn't his fault after all. "I'm just glad it's not really my fault," he smiled weakly at the worried boy. He needed to be happy now, he didn't want to upset Justin any further so he just decided to look at the bright side of things.

"But you have to control it, whatever he's telling you, don't believe it, he's just making you feel...that way," he couldn't stop feeling worried. It kept irking him that Ron could accept something so strange.

"I'll try."

"You know what I said was true, but how can you accept it so easily?"

At this Ron looked up at him, "I don't know, I just am...is that bad?"

Justin smiled warmly, at least he hoped he did, 'I can't let him get upset anymore,' he kept thinking. "No, I was just worried."

"Oh," then the question that had been itching Ron ever since Justin turned him now tumbled out of his mouth, "about the mate and the bond thing. When we bond...what type of bonding are we supposed to do?"

"Uh!" now it was Justin's turn to blush, "w-well it's um...uh...when we do...that...thing," he was beet red by now. Why did Ron have to switch the conversation to that!?

"I don't-oh!" Ron's his face warmed up and he was pretty sure his whole body heated up as well.

"Yeah..."

"So...do you?" he asked nervously.

"Do I what?" his face was slowly turning back to its normal color.

"Do you...love me?" he refused to look at him, things were getting completely hectic in this odd conversation. To think that it started on questions about Devingston!

"Of-of course I love you," Justin blurted out, his face started turning back to beet red. Answering that question seemed harder than answering it to Hannah, "I have been longer than you know."

Ron remembered his conversation with John; he definitely knew how long Justin loved him. "Prove it." He smacked himself unconsciously for saying such a stupid thing. 'No fucking way I'm acting brave now goddamnit!'

Justin was taken aback a little; did Ron just say what he thought he said? "What?"

"Prove...that you love me," he was practically killing himself in his head, why was he acting so tough now? Especially after being upset and given so much information, was it his other half talking? He looked up at Justin; it surprised him that his look of worry was quickly replaced with his vague devious expression. Now what?

The young vampire leaned over to the redhead, never losing eye contact. He kept leaning closer and gently lay his hand on the boys' shoulders who already felt paralyzed under his touch, both of their hearts were pounding, not quite sure what the other was doing but still doing it.

"I'll prove to you everything I can right now," he said softly, leaning his head closer to Ron's until there was no more space between them.

Their lips touched gently, just that soft contact sent Ron over the edge, causing him to melt into to the kiss as arms were wrapped protectively around his back and the rest of the boys' weight was slowly dropped on his lap.

'Whoa...he's sitting on my lap, and he's kissing me!' thoughts buzzed in the redhead's mind.

He gasped softly when a tongue sneaked out and licked his bottom lip for entrance, but since his mouth was already open it slid in and explored his mouth, massaging Ron's tongue so thoroughly that it cause him to let out soft moans of pleasure.

'Don't stop...please...' those were his last thoughts before he kissed back hungrily, his arms snaking around Justin's waist, pulling him closer and causing their bodies to grind a little and send waves of pleasure up their spines. They continued the same rhythm, both wanting more of the pleasure and getting it.

After they separated the thoughts returned like a bang. One was, wow, that was a friggin' good snog! And the other was, do we do this again?

At some point John came back inside but he walked back out seeing Ron and Justin were still a little busy. He was getting a little irritated because he wanted to get his sleep.

-

The next morning Ron woke up in Justin's warm embrace. At first he was afraid they bonded but after seeing they were fully clothed that worry was gone and he snuggled deeper in Justin's arms in hopes of going back to sleep.

"Would all Hufflepuff students please gather round in the common room please? All Hufflepuff students gather round in the common room, thank you."

"Hm?" Justin stirred awake along with the other roommates. Ron blushed when the vampire looked down at him. Like him, Justin checked himself and found he was clothed. "Oh.," he blushed brilliantly, "I was afraid we bonded," he laughed nervously.

"Come on lover boys, we've got to go to the common room," John said, stifling a yawn as he got out of bed, not bothering to change into his uniform.

It suddenly struck Ron that he never saw John with his mate; he didn't even know who it was. He knew now that vampires up to the age of sixteen have to have their mates, but John didn't seem to have one, or say who it was.

'Maybe it was that guy in the mirror,' he thought as he walked shyly with Justin down to the common room. 'But they seemed like brothers...'

They were tall, pale, and had cat-like eyes...

Ron almost stopped when he remembered what he wrote in his journal. He shook his head. 'No he couldn't have connections with Vendredeans, that guy couldn't have been one either.'

When they reached the common room everyone else was there. It was full yet oddly silent. Dumbledore stood at the door looking a little weary, McGonagall was there as well looking pale and shockingly afraid, Sprout stood on Dumbledores other side looking very serious.

"Good morning students," the headmaster said calmly. Random greetings were sent back to him, "I suppose you've all heard about the war?"

"Yes, sir," Zacharias frowned, "uh, why's McGonagall here?"

Upon hearing this McGonagall's lips went very thin. "I'm here to assist Dumbledore, am I not Deputy Head?"

"Sorry I asked, jeeze," the blonde took a step back.

Ron watched quietly at the Gryffindor head of house's movements. Her wrists were wringing slightly and she seemed more nervous than angry. He suddenly realized that she was just told of what Hufflepuff was hiding.

"Holy shit..." he muttered.

"We have called you all here to tell you very serious instructions," Dumbledore's voice brought Ron back from his thoughts, "you all know that the Vendredeans have power that surpasses the security of Hogwarts, so we must send all of you to Devingston, it holds higher security to vampires than Hogwarts."

There was a raucous of murmurs as everyone talked amongst themselves.

"This will only be for sleeping arrangements," Sprouts voice silenced everyone, "we have made reservations for everyone at the inns, you will still have your regular school schedules except you must not leave the school, you'll be getting indoor classes on Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures."

"We can't go to the lake either?" asked Susan.

"No, Miss Bones, but the squid can feed itself." At this Susan sighed sadly and leaned against Zacharias's shoulder.

"Why is Devingston so safe?" Ron whispered to Justin.

"There's a shield on it that can keep away any species that's not of vampire blood, if anyone tries to get in they die," Justin muttered causing Ron to pale at the vision of seeing his parents trying to get through the barrier but ending up with their blood and guts spilled inside out.

'Eugh!!!!!' Ron shuddered, 'I did NOT need to think that...' he frowned a little when he remembered last night. He questioned himself again if the vision was from himself or the other him.

-

Harry frowned at the new schedule given to him and his fellow Gryffindors. A few of the classes were rearranged. He didn't have Herbology with the Hufflepuffs but with the Ravenclaws. He looked at Neville, Seamus and Dean; they seemed just as confused too.

The door opened and Hermione walked in, frowning at her schedule just like Harry had seconds before.

"Good morning," she said, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Ever learn how to knock?" Seamus asked, hiding his naked torso with his bed sheets.

"Sorry, and it's no use hiding, I already saw Dean on your bed," she said calmly. Said boy peeked over the covers, both boys blushed in embarrassment. "Did you see your schedule?"

The raven head nodded, "why are they changing it?"

Hermione took his schedule and examined both, "It's like the Hufflepuffs aren't having classes outside anymore, I'll have to see Padma or Luna's schedule to see if I'm right."

"Do you think they'll still be competing in the Quidditch finals?"

"No...not really," she still kept on frowning, "but even if they did it wouldn't make much of a difference would it?"

"Uh...right," he looked at Hermione, slightly confused at how well she new each team even though she thought it was beneath her.

-

"I can't believe we still have Quidditch," Justin said, grabbing his books for the morning classes, "it's too dangerous, even with everyone else there, it's not enough protection."

Ron had to agree, no matter how much he loved Quidditch. He thought the idea of still playing out there was risky; he kept having the feeling that the Vendredeans were one hundred times stronger than they show. What could they be holding back?

"I agree, it's too dangerous."

Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and faced the door. Ernie smiled sheepishly at them. He still had a few scars on him but he looked a good deal better than he had when he was beaten up.

"Ernie welcome back!" Justin shouted. Ron nodded in agreement.

"Thanks," he walked over and sat on his bed, "I was getting afraid that I might have never made it," he laughed little.

"And scare us back to hell?" John smiled a little. Ron watched in confusion when Ernie blushed.

"Yeah, thanks for visiting by the way."

"You've said that too many times, I wanted to visit you, I wasn't forced."

'Since when did John ever visit Ernie?' Ron thought back to any day when John was absent, he remembered he had to see Dumbledore for two reasons, one was to change his schedule and the other was to show him the newspaper. 'Oh!' Ron watched the two boys in front of him, 'but why did John say he was going to see Dumbledore? He could have just said he was going to visit Ernie.' He looked over at Justin who seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"Oh, here, Justin," Ernie dug in his pocket and pulled out a piece of parchment, "your mother told me to send this to you, she said it was too dangerous to send it through owl post."

Justin frowned a little but took the letter. Ron turned around to get his books while the blond read the letter. Once he had gotten his Standard Book of Spells level six, his arm was being tugged on.

"What?" he looked up to see Justin pale, the letter gripped in his hand.

"I have to talk to you, come," he nodded towards the bathroom; Ron nodded and dropped his books on his bed then followed Justin to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" the redhead asked when Justin closed the door.

"This," he shakily gave the letter to Ron; he looked at the paper and read.

Justin

I had to write this as soon as I found out. You must bond with Ron immediately. I know that you have to understand each other to do this but there is simply no more time. Kali says you have eight days for this, please do as I say, darling! You've been found out, I don't know how but the Vendredeans have targeted you as next!

-Mum


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