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Recalling The Past

"Bloody hell, this would have been a great time to bring the Marauders map!" Ron thought while squinting right and left searching for Hermione in every direction.

Coming to a halt, Ron gaped at the Forbidden Forest in front of him. The last time, he'd been there this late at night was in 2nd year with Harry, Aragog (the giant spider), and all fifty billion of his children. Yea… very unpleasant time… and what made this occasion worse was the fact that he was by himself when the Dark Lord was his strongest. But none of that mattered because Hermione was out there somewhere and the mere thought of him NEVER being able to see her again was unacceptable. He simply wouldn't have it.

With a deep breath Ron entered the forest slowly. The wind howled with great gusto and practically blew Ron over completely but somehow he was able to remain standing. The forest, thankfully, was not covered with as much snow as the rest of the grounds due to the hovering trees but instead created a black darkness which Ron was not very fond of.

Lighting his wand at a time like this seemed absolutely crazy. Merlin only knew who or what was in the forest at that moment and time! "Please!" a loud voice cried. "AAAHHHH." After the second scream Ron was able to figure out who the voice belonged to immediately.

His heart pounded in his ears as the screams grew louder every long stride he took. Never stopping for a break, he merged onward towards the voice, the voice he knew so well. It seemed only beyond this bush, Hermione was screaming. His ears refused to take the awful sounds any longer and while drawing back the branch of the bush, Ron witnessed the most disturbing sight he ever had before.

The death eaters, all of them, tossed the Cruciatus curse at her one by one laughing as she knelt there on her knees howling and pleading them to stop.

"Hermione!" Ron bellowed while sprinting to her side knocking over two death eaters on his way.

"Ah… I see we have another visitor. It's Christmas…Where is my present?" Voldemort smiled viciously. "You saw what happened when your precious friend who forgot her gift. I would hate to put you though the same pain… No gift?" he said his voice growing more evil after every word. All of the death eaters sniggered.

Hermione was just about one hit away from unconsciousness and Ron held her there worried sick that the same issue Neville's parents went through could just as easily happen to Hermione.

"No present?" Voldemort began sarcastically now very entertained. "Say good bye to your friend boy… this is the en-." He was cut off by a tall black haired figure darting towards them. Harry, once again had come to the rescue.

"Ah! My old friend… I was hoping you would join us on this beautiful Christmas Eve." Voldemort's voice lowered slightly. His dark slits for eyes narrowed on Harry as he approached them.

"What have you done to them?" Harry yelled in outrage.

"Oh… don't you worry Harry, your death will be much more painful than theirs. But you know… I will have no complications this time, I assure you. I have decided to make it easy for myself as a little gift for the holiday season. After all, I do deserve it; I have been working so hard planning your death, you know." Voldemort said calmly slowly walking back and forth.

"Take me! But please let my friends go!" Harry pleaded.

"Ha-ha, bravery. You never fail to amaze me Harry. You know, I don't think I will let them go so soon but… because in only minutes, you will endure the most pain you have ever felt in all your life, I think as a gift in the Christmas spirit I'll let you know how you and your friends will perish." He said still sauntering around the ground wit his hands folded. All of the death eaters cackled evilly.

"You bastard!" Harry screeched now standing strait up with his wand pointed at Voldemort's heart!

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Apparently, this was no smart move on Harry's part because at that exact instant at least twelve silver colored lights shot from the armed Death Eaters wands and stunned him.

"No!" Ron shouted fearfully. Now, he was the only non Death Eater standing.

"Well, it seems to me like you are alone on this one! Just for fun…" Voldemort sneered while stunning Hermione as well.

Clueless and in utter shock, Ron's mind went blank and could think of noting at all to help him at this point.

"Malfoy, Crabe and Goyle, take Harry to the ropes, and tie him there; I will be there to finish him off in a moment."

Then, out of absolutely no where Ron's mind took him back to when he was a young boy being teased by Fred and Gorge. They were on their broom sticks flying around in circles knocking him over when they passed. He was in the Great Hall under the sorting hat being sorted into Gryffindor House, the applause was up roaring but the cheers began to fade as he realized his mind was being tapped into.

Voldemort was looking into his thoughts trying to find out what his next move was going to be. But before even getting the chance to think it over, Ron once again was back in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom next to Isabel when he was called on perform the Avelabelta counter curse on the pixies and had just turned Hermione's hair a bright shade of-. THAT WAS IT! The Avelabelta counter curse that is performed to un stun a stunned creature or human and bring it to its original state.

Voldemort, obviously aware of Ron's thoughts, took action and aimed Avada Kedavra directly at Ron's chest and...

Ok… I know I am terrible but….. to make up for my terribleness… I will update VERY VERY SOON! hahaah