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I wanted to update this yesterday but my mum was really pissed at me and Case Closed was on (eyes turn into hearts) oh Jimmy Kudo! (gets back to normal when sissy bonks her head) (ahem!) right, well, here's the new chappy (it's short T.T) enjoy!
Chapter Eleven: Trip Down Memory Lane
Ron looked at Justin shakily, he had to read the letter twice before the words could sink in. "Eight days?" he asked, voice shaking with fear. Justin nodded weakly, he looked so worn out now, not to mention dead afraid, "why is bonding so important, Justin?"
He didn't answer, just stared at the floor, suddenly fascinated at how they sparkled.
"Why is it so important to bond?" the redhead asked even louder, gripping the letter tightly. This was going too quickly, how could he fully understand Justin when he just gotten to know him for about a month? And he was still hiding things from him.
Meanwhile Justin was trapped in his own shock. Bond? In eight days? And he was the Vendredeans next target? His knees started getting weak but before he could turn to sit down, Ron grabbed him by the shoulders.
"What are you keeping from me!?" he tried not to yell, "if we're supposed to understand each other than we can't keep secrets from each other, just tell me everything!"
If Justin hadn't taken hold of Ron's hand, if Ron hadn't seen the visions. His other half would have taken over.
They stood, frozen and in world of their own. Justin was weakening into unconsciousness but he kept a firm grip on Ron's hand, trying to stay awake as long as he could so that Ron could see everything. Ron stood frozen, visions spinning in his head, almost like a brief explanation of Justin's past.
A young boy, around the age of five, jumped around inhumanly on a tree. A little girl ran over to him, giggling happily as she watched him exercise. She seemed so proud of him.
Fast forward two years and they're in the corner of a room, hugging each other as they hear their parents argue with their eldest daughter. The boy and girl were always afraid of their fights; they always ran away to hide in a different room.
Fast forward another two years. A large family is found gathered in a rainy night, watching mournfully as the body of Audwera Finch-Fletchley is buried in the old Cemetery of Vampire Warriors. The little boy and girl (now more recognizable to Ron), don't cry. They're both pale and look dehydrated, both still won't believe the death of their sister, it was just too sudden.
They're parents sobbed together; other family members were more discreet with their tears, more silent.
What was a Vendredean? The children wondered. How could someone kill someone without a reason? Who was that horrible?
They ran off, hoping this was all a joke and Audwera would pop up laughing her contagious laugh. But they knew no one was joking, and it angered the boy.
He stopped under a tree and gazed at the gravestone next to him. There was a statue of an angel standing over it, he admired it and wondered idly if his mate would be like her.
Audwera wouldn't be able to experience the last step every vampire goes through. And she was so close. Justin was angered even more; his fists shook as his fury hit the uncontrollable point.
"Justin!" the little girl stopped running after him and started backing away, sensing his anger and knowing he shouldn't be bothered. But she already called out his name, she was screwed!
An Emador formed on his right hand, he looked at his sister and shot it towards her before she could defend herself. After the small light show, her lifeless form fell. Her brother went over to her, sneering down at the corpse as if it were something rotten. It wasn't until a few minutes later that he realized what he did. He became angry at himself for not controlling his anger, for doing this to someone who didn't deserve death.
From there he made a silent promise to stay strong. To stay in control. To not let anything get him angry again.
His parents didn't blame him on what he did. But he felt guilty anyway, because his caused his mother and father even more grief.
The next year he tried to talk a friend out of turning him into something he would regret later. But seeing as he was only ten and didn't have as much knowledge about these things, he did what his friend wished and turned him into a vampire. He didn't stop telling him he would regret it, but he was a little glad that his friend got what he wanted out of it. To stay with the girl he wanted forever.
The train whistled signaling the sign for everyone to board. Justin had been in the train already, sitting with a few other vampires who were talking about all the things they planned to do at Hogwarts. Justin didn't pay attention though, his mind was still on his sisters, he hated them for dying, but he hated himself more for causing one of the deaths.
The train started moving, Justin planned on going to sleep for a while. The doors opened and a red haired boy looked around, probably to see if there was space to sit, which there wasn't. Justin looked at him and froze.
That face, it was so angelic, innocent and happy. His scent was intoxicatingly addicting, causing Justin to go speechless, he wanted to hold him so badly, to run his hands through his red hair. But the boy closed the door and left just as quickly as he had come leaving Justin calm, happy finally, but slightly upset that he couldn't stay any longer.
It was then that he knew that his search for a mate had stopped. He would make sure that he didn't let him escape him, but it was too early to say anything, maybe when he was sixteen he would do something, but right now he just needed to earn his friendship, no matter how much he wanted to hold him.
Years were passing by quickly and Justin's feelings for Ron were starting grow stronger as he watched him grow almost maturely from afar. Of course, there was always the times when Ron would act like a child and cause a fight with his two best friends. But they'd always apologize and stick together like glue, something Justin admired very much.
He braved himself in fifth year to talk to Ron by joining Dumbledore's Army. It seemed for work better than second year because now they were starting to get into a few friendly conversations. But Justin wanted more, way more than the conversations they had. He not only wanted to hold Ron, he wanted to bond with him, whether it was his hormones, vampire instincts, or himself, he didn't care, he just wanted to have Ron to himself, to bond and love him.
Yet he stayed silent and kept to the small friendship they had. Although it tortured him to no end he knew he couldn't take his mate by force; that would hurt him more than even his guilt for his sisters. He knew Ron wasn't ready for any of that, especially with him, so he waited until the next year, when he would visit Kali and ask for Ron's prophecy.
He didn't expect the prophecy would be so important to so many of his kind, he didn't even know how Ron would take this, sure he watched over him, but not long enough to know everything about him. That was when he decided to step in when he saw his mate in the Quidditch field, broken and alone. The first night he was there he could feel Ron's anger and sadness, how he refused to cry. So he cried for him, hoping that things would get better soon.
He couldn't help it anymore, the next time they were at the Quidditch field; he went over and turned him, unable to control the urges inside him.
Up until now he was happy, glad that Ron knew what was going on. But he still kept silent about his secret desire, only because he truly loved him and didn't wish to push him, they would do it when they were both ready. Even though he was ready for nearly six years.
Justin couldn't hold on any more. His mind slipped into unconsciousness and he collapsed, getting the visions out of Ron in time for the redhead to catch him.
Looking around Ron realized they were still in the bathroom. Sitting down he held Justin halfway on his lap. 'So he's really been ready to bond with me this long?' he thought, staring at the unconscious boy. He couldn't help but feel guilty, Justin had been waiting so long yet Ron was busy with his own problems, not caring what the other was thinking, just about what he was hiding.
When he found out how long the boy had been waiting he felt lightheaded and tingly on the inside. No one cared about him the way Justin did and he felt like the stomach flips and odd feelings he'd been having were signs of falling in love. And that made perfect sense to him.
He wished he knew about Audwera before this, then maybe Ron would understand more. He wished he knew everything before.
'Eight days,' the number of days rang in his head. They had eight days for them to bond, god if only he'd known sooner.
Eight fucking days and Ron still didn't know how important bonding meant.
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Deep six feet underground lay the corpse of a female. Her skin still rotting away as insects and bugs crawled about, eating away at her cold gray flesh. Her black dress was getting torn too, as the tiny insects made homes of it, or just carelessly ate away.
If you looked closely, you could see something odd about the corpse, almost as if it were glowing.
Then, if you look at her hand, you could see her pinky twitch.
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Justin woke up on Ron's lap; they had a little staring contest before Ron looked away, blushing lightly. "Sorry," he muttered.
The blond stayed silent, waiting to see what else he would say while wondering lightly if what he dreamt was real or not real. The dead body was creepy enough to be real.
Ron sensed the waiting and continued. "I saw everything...well maybe not everything. But at least I understand more, sorry I...I..."
Knowing it would take forever for Ron to finish his sentence, Justin gently pulled him into a kiss, their lips met for a second time, brushing against each other before opening and deepening their kiss.
It felt more passionate and desperate than the last one, they held on to each other, their hearts kept on racing as their heated kiss continued. Tongues sliding soothingly against each other, exploring the others mouth, relishing in how they tasted.
Oxygen was becoming an issue so they separated. But Justin was so turned by the kiss that he continued to travel his kisses down Ron's neck. He sucked on one particular part and got a moan of pleasure from his mate.
At one point in somewhere he found himself sitting on Ron's lap again like last time but he paid no mind as he traveled back to the redheads mouth, his hands slowly exploring the boys' body.
The knock on the door got them both to realize what they were about to do. They separated, blushing like cherries and opened the door. Ernie rushed in and ran to one of the urinals to take a piss.
"Sorry, did I interrupt something?" he asked when he was done, zipping up his pants again.
"Uh...no, nothing," Justin still kept on blushing and Ron nodded behind him.
"Ok," he shrugged, "if you're both not planning to live here then you'd better go down to the common room, everyone's meeting up there."
Both nodded and followed, trying as best as they could to act normal and not blush.
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so short (cries) review please! Expect the next chappy to be about Devingston! The new living arrangements that is...lolness XD
