Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Justin: Hello there and welcome to the 22nd chapter to Give Me a Reason! This story is so far the longest story Wp has ever written so good for her for not stopping in this fic

Ron: She's not here at the moment since she's busy taking a shower but she's kindly asked us beautiful people to thank you reviewers!

Evil Ron: We worship you...we really do...well actually Wp does, I just want you guys to worship me (snicker)

DemonRogue13: whole cast: thank 'ou!

leftoversushi: Evil Ron: (eye twitch) what are you going to do with me? And if it involves leather whips and such then I'm in! ;D

Ron: (mutter) perv...

catc10: Ron: (gives virtual kiss) ah isn't itglorious to be kissed by me?

Justin: sure is (grin)

Latanya Kassidy: Ron: (kisses Latanya Kassidy)

Justin: Ron...don't go cheating on me (eye twitch)

Evil Ron: Or me!

mydracomalfoy: John: Yep, I'm Zener Twelve, it's my real name actually but you can still use John

Ron: MWAH! there's yer virtual kiss ;)

Ernie: yes, I know it was brilliant what I did (smirk)

Justin: Ron you'd better save me! I want some more bonding!

C.C.C.: Evil Ron: BARK! WOOF! er...REAOW!

Everyone:...o.o Evil Ron...you have issues...

Evil Ron: What? I'm a pet aren't I? And this leather outfit suits me (looks at himself in the mirror) god my ass looks good in this...

mizukimarr910: Justin: Yes doesn't it disturb you Wp?

Ron: She's not here remember?

Justin:...oh right...hey when are you gonna rescue me?

Ron: When Wp writes it down...and yes! Evil Ron must rot in hell!

Evil Ron: oh I'm hurt (heavy sarcasm)

Justin: anyway, the chapter's short...and weird

Ron: but hopefully it'll all make sense when the story's over

Evil Ron: (butt nekkie and pulling the stage curtains smirking) enjoy the show

Ron: PUT SOME CLOTHES ON! JEEZ! You're so indecent!


Chapter Twenty Two: Heaven and Hell


It hadn't really clicked in when he was asking for answers and demanding to save Justin. But now that he knew at least half of what was going on he realized that he had no clue as to who the girl standing next to him was.

She was short, younger than he was; her blonde hair lay in wavy curls around her pale face and curvy waist. She was very thin and fragile looking, and her hazel eyes felt familiar. She was dressed in what looked like a plain black dress, but as Ron looked closer he noticed there were very detailed vines that were linked together so tightly that the white fabric underneath it was barely shown. This girl was very pretty, but who was she?

She said she was the messenger of God, and that she died an innocent child.

Then it came to him. That day at the clearing in the forbidden forest, when Justin broke down before him, confessing that he really did kill his sister…

His sister…

"You're Justin's sister!?" he blurted out without meaning to.

Atra looked at him, her surprise changing to a smile. "Took you long enough to figure out. I'm Atra Finch-Fletchley it's pleasure to meet you."

"But you're dead! Justin-he said he-"

"God gave me a second chance as his messenger," the young blonde interrupted smoothly, "so I'm…revived, if you will, I live again!" she said in a creepy low voice.

Ron smiled at her nervously before looking past her and spotting two people standing close by, a woman and a man. The woman seemed to be close to tears, she was almost the exact replica of the girl, except older and more elegant. The man reminded Ron a little about Justin, mostly because of that familiar devious look. So these were Mr. and Mrs. Finch-Fletchley, Ron suddenly felt very self conscious, he must look horrible. He really didn't want his first impression on Justin's parents to be that he was a supposed psycho!

The doors slammed opened catching everyone's attention.

"Have no fear! The Fashion Queen's here!" Sally shouted, making a heroic pose at the door. Everyone but the Hufflepuffs and Dumbledore didn't laugh, "Tough crowd." She walked over to the group holding two large black suitcases.

"Who-who are you?" Pansy asked, trying not to stare at Sally's very large and spiky pigtails, and her long black trench coat, and the strange artfully ripped clothes and sharp black boots…

"Sally Valence to yeh," she put down the suitcases gently, they gave off an echoing thud, "came as soon as Sprout called."

"Sprout?" Ron asked, looking at the suitcases curiously.

"Yep, she called as soon as she found out about the prophecy. Larron should be here any minute now," she glanced at her watch.

"Who?" the name felt slightly familiar to Ron…

"He's a male nurse, works at Kingdom Hill."

"Oh, he was Ron's nurse! Don't remember Ron, the nurse who asked for you to piss in the beaker!" Hannah exclaimed. The redhead nodded a bit numbly, he couldn't exactly forget that day too quickly since it was the same day his 'Evil Self' got out.

"He'll be coming over soon," Sally said, sitting on one of her suitcases, "just in case that Heaven and Hell thing's true."

"Heaven and Hell?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.

The clothes designer looked at her up and down for a minute. "You're a witch aren't you?"

"Yes, what's that got to do with anything?"

Sally kept studying her; she stood up and walked around her, tapping her lip. "Let's see, thin body, frizzy hair, slightly pale skin…there's a bit of black circles under your eyes, and your forehead's got that intellectual look, straight back…I see," she stopped her circling and put her hands behind her back, "this girl's a workaholic!"

"I am not!" Hermione huffed, a light pink tinge on her cheeks.

"Sally quit scaring her," sighed Ron.

"She's a friend of yours right?" the raven head turned to him, he nodded, "I think I have something in her size…"

"What? Ron who is she?" Hermione stood up from her seat, Pansy put and hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles.

"I just said I was Sally Valance," she rolled her eyes before kneeling down and opening her suitcases, "I brought something for everyone, Kali did you bring the armor?"

"Armor?" the red haired vampire turned to the seer who was busying herself with pulling out a small box from her pocket.

-

"They're coming?" Justin asked quietly, his eyes widening, "but it's too dangerous-Ron could get killed-"

"Don't worry," the vendredean laughed, "My cousin will be with them…that should do it," he pocketed his small bag. While he was telling the vampire the message he had been sprinkling a strange blue colored powder over him, "once it disappears-see it is now-you won't feel any pain inflicted on you, just act like you're in pain, it's all I can do for now, rescuing you isn't my mission."

"What do you mean?" Justin nearly shouted, he didn't want to be left in a room full of aquatic corpses while being stuck on a cross!

"You're mate's the only one who can take you off that thing," he said apologetically, "if anyone else touches the cross then they getenflamed."

"Oh," he hung his head in hopelessness.

"Don't worry, as long as that powder's on you, you won't feel any pain, try to move."

The blond hesitantly did as he was told, the veins warmed up but he didn't feel a burn. He sighed in relief, "tha-"

Eiterthatarus was gone.

-

The Dark Ron smirked in triumph when the last symbol was presented to him. It was in the shape of an X looking like it was being blown to the right, with hooks at the tips that were pointing inward.

"Summon them now," he commanded walking to the middle of the room where a round table stood.

A fewvendredeans looked like they were about to protest then thought better of it and grumpily joined the others in the ceremony.

They stood around the table, placing their right hands over the pieces of parchment that lay before him. The parchments each had a symbol on them, the X from before, dead languages, or cave drawings. The vendredean's standing around the table started murmuring a chant.

Seven crystals sitting in the middle of the table began to glow faintly. The clone's eyes glinted in manic happiness when the glowing began to get stronger.

"You're an Invisible War no more," he whispered softly.

-

The birds that sat on the branches of trees suddenly screeched loudly and flew to the sky as if they'd been disturbed. There were so many of them that they were temporarily covering the blue sky like a shield.

The people down on earth hadn't yet noticed what just happened until the sudden shade from the sun came over them and a little girl started jumping and pointing to the sky.

"What the bloody hell?" a man said, looking from his newspaper to the bird covered sky. It was funny how you didn't know how many birds surrounded you until they all flew up to the sky like that. Other people who were driving by stopped as well and just stared in awe.

The problem for these birds was that there was no place to go, in every direction there was danger. So they just stayed up there, scattered and screeching in fear. Dogs began barking, cats began yowling, every animal was going crazy.

"What could make them get all in a raucous?" a baker asked, scratching her head in confusion.

"Hunting season?" a teenaged boy answered, shrugging. The baker scowled.

"That would happen in hunting season?" she waved to the sky.

"Er…no…"

ERVVP!...Splat!

A bird fell to the concrete floor in front of them, a black arrow struck through its heart. The backer and the boy both gasped in surprise and horror as the bird melted away into a black puddle.

"Jeez!" the teen jumped back as another bird fell down.

The baker grabbed his shoulder tightly, "look!" she pointed to the sky, "look!"

"Yes, yes, lots of birds!"

"No look closer! I thought I saw an angel!"

People who were nearby looked up, all murmuring "where?" and "really?"

Petunia Dursley was among that crowd, not exactly knowing if she should believe it or not. Was the baker lying? Or was there really an angel up there. She screamed when a bird fell on her head. Frantically throwing it off, she glanced at the sky and saw something.

Something with pure white wings…

-

"What was that?" Susan asked, standing up.

"What was what?" Zacharias looked up at her as she walked over to the window.

"Stop!" John shouted, startling Susan, "don't go near the windows."

"Why no-AHH!" she screamed, the windows smashed sending pieces of glass over her along with an arrow that would have pierced her if Hannah hadn't grabbed it in time. She quickly dropped it with a hiss as she stared at her hand, there was a burn mark. Looking down at the arrow she noticed it was golden.

"It's begun," Kali breathed.

"What has?" Ron asked shakily.

"The war between Heaven and Hell," she turned her now misty eyes to him, "you have to go now, save Justin." Ron stared at her in confusion.

"Seal all the doors," Dumbledore instructed McGonagall, "notch up the guarding spells around the house dormitories, tell everyone to stay in their rooms."

"What do you-" she stopped herself and sighed, "alright," McGonagall nodded and hurried out of the hospital wing.

"Heaven and Hell?" Ron tried to understand.

"I prophesized again shortly before I met up with Atra," Kali answered, "Heaven and Hell's war was predicted to become… corporal in this world, it's not only the war with the vendredeans that you and Atra must stop. I think this is why you were both assigned as messengers, if it had been nothing to do with heaven and hell then you two wouldn't be messengers."

"Why are we then? How can we stop what's happening?"

"I'm not sure, this war was never supposed to happen. Messengers, I think, were created to stop that from happening, or turn it back to how it was."

"Here," Sally threw a bundle at Ron, "put it on, it'll protect you."

"What?" he lifted the bundle and realized it was some kind of suit and cloak.

"Just put it on, I'll explain later," she handed Hannah the same.

Looking down at the attire he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom.

"You'd better hurry or it'll be too late for Justin!"

That made him run.

-

"No…way…" Justin's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the aquatic pillars.

The bodies floating inside started to move, the rotting skin that was floating around them reattached themselves back to the bodies, making them look more human than skeletal.

"What's going on?" he recoiled into the veins, hoping they covered him so that he wouldn't be seen.

They began to move, stretching their stiff muscles slowly before tapping the glass gently. It exploded easily, spilling on the stone floor like water.

To say they were people would be a mistake. To say they were demons would be another mistake. Justin couldn't put his finger on it, but he felt he somehow knew what they were.

They looked human, tall, thin and very young. But they had a sickly pale color to them, almost grayish blue. Their iris's had no color and their hair seemed to be alive, squirming around. They were looking around, eyes wide with curiosity as they touched the remains of the pillars.

Something blew past Justin; he blinked in surprise before looking back at the…beings.

Ron's double stood before the creatures, his white wing exploding again in black liquid.

"You've all awakened," he said, holding out pieces of parchment, "I've been expecting you."

The creatures each took a parchment; Justin could see there were strange symbols on them. To his astonishment they melted into the creatures hands and spread over their naked bodies, dressing them in ancient clothes.

"You are an essence," one said in a deep and smooth voice.

"Yes and you will retrieve my intended," replied Evil Ron.

The creatures cocked their heads to the side, looking him over with their wide colorless eyes. "Your intended does not belong to you," another said, "he belongs to him," he looked over at Justin who was too stunned to go back to hiding.

"He doesn't matter, my intended belongs to me," the clone growled through gritted teeth, "you will bring him to me whether you like it or not, I brought you back to life."

"Which means you broke the code to the Invisible War," the first creature said in its nonchalant voice, "we do not serve those who bring destruction."

"There's always consequences when you want to get what you want.You will serve me, and you will get my intended, if you don't wish to then I'll just put you back in those pillars."

"You're merely an essence, we don't serve essences. But the other," it jumped with great speed and floated in front of Justin who almost jumped out of his skin at the speed, "will do just fine."

"Just bring him," the clone narrowed his eyes before walking away, "and if you don't, I can make the vendredeans bring apocalypse in a heartbeat."

Justin felt paralyzed under the creature's stare. It looked so emotionless and neutral that even his brain froze.

"Bian na wei gerovian?" the thing asked.

The vampire found himself answering fluently in the same language. "Vi gerovian na Ron Weasley."

-

Neville gave the owl two knuts and an owl treat before taking the Evening Prophet. The front page made him choke in his pumpkin juice.

IS JUDGEMENT DAY FINALLY HERE?

Below it was a faraway picture of a figure with wings. Neville almost dropped his goblet as he read the story.

Earlier today both the wizarding and muggle worlds have spotted odd happenings. In Surrey, where the first sighting happened, there was a disturbance with the animals, many muggles have claimed to have seen angels and demons in the sky. The Minister of Magic is looking into these strange occurrences around the globe; apparently this same incident has been happening everywhere. In Diagon Alley the disturbance has not stopped and is now currently one of the most badly hit areas in Europe, Aurors are now trying to find the bodies of wizards and witches that have been killed during the odd attack…

"All students must stay in their house chambers until further notice, all students must go back to their dormitories now, further explanations from the heads of houses will be given there," came the magnified voice of McGonagall. The few students in the Great Hall groaned glumlyand murmured confusedly as they stood up and made their way to the door.

One of the windows smashed as a few golden arrows zoomed in and nearly hit the students.

"Holy shit!" screamed Parvati, falling over a chair in order to avoid the arrows.

Neville looked at the arrows, his eyes widening at how perfectly in line they were on the table. He flinched when notes unrolled themselves from the ends. Each note had one fancy written letter, altogether creating a message.

BRING OUT THE MESSENGERS

The forgetful boy didn't have any time to think about the message because Dean and Seamus grabbed him by the arms, dragging him out of the Great Hall.

"What are yeh standin' 'round for!" Seamus yelled, "you want to get hit!?"

"What the hell was that?" Dean shouted as they ran up the stairs with the crowd.

"I think those were the Angels…or demons," Neville panted, holding out the prophet to them as the kept running, "there's been sighting's everywhere!"

"Judgment day?" Seamus frowned when they reached the fat lady, "are they mental or something?"

"That was so scary," Parvati told Lavender as they passed them, "oh I wanted to go to Hogsmeade!" she wailed.

"Hey! Did you even notice that the arrows nearly hit you!?" Seamus yelled at them.

"Yes!" the Gryffindor girl yelled back, "but I wanted to buy a diary at Hogsmeade!"

"Women," the Irish boy muttered under his breath as they walked through the portrait hole.

"What kind of diary?" Neville asked, hurrying over to the two girls who looked back in surprise. Seamus and Dean's jaws dropped.

"It's from that new store that opened during summer vacation," Lavender answered, "they're supposed to be special diary's, it inspires you to become a good writer and all."

"And I needed one so I could improve on my essays!" Parvati complained.

"A diary that inspires," Dean turned to Seamus with a 'are you thinking what I'm thinking?' look.

"What?" the sandy haired boy said blankly. Dean sighed and went to Neville.

"Where's Ron?"


Evil Ron: What the Hell!? That's it!?

Wp: (sweatdrop) I'm getting kind of nervous to get to the rescuing part, I wanna make it detailed and good to eat.

Evil Ron: I don't wanna eat it! I wanna see what happens you bitch! Oh and welcome back...

Wp: (slaps Evil Ron lightly on both cheeks) trust me, you won't like the end

Evil Ron: and what the hell was with those weird…creature things!?

Wp: stop shouting, the creature thing? I honestly have no clue…maybe a bit of a clue-but I was temporarily possessed when I wrote that part! Gimme a break!

Ron: Gimme a break, giiime a break, break me off a piece of that Kit-Kat bar! (does a jiggle then runs away from Evil Ron who started chasing him…again)

Wp: now I suddenly want one…(stomach growls)

Stomach: FEED ME!!!!

Justin: okay…everyone's gone insane…read and review and don't worry, Wp will somehow make this whole mess connect -.-;

Wp: ya hopefully!