Some people said they would like the story more if it was longer. So I said what the heck and decided to continue it. I'm putting another song in this chapter.
I own nothing. The characters are JKR's and the song is by Neil Young.
"Well I dreamed I saw the knights in armour coming, saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and drummers drumming, the archers split the tree" Ron crossed his room and opened the door, throwing it wide. Slowly he walked down the stairs and into the dimly lit hallway. He didn't register the fact that not a one of the portraits made any noise. They just sat quietly, watching him. "There's a fanfare blowing to the sun that was floating on the breeze. Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies, Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies." As he walked closer to the door leading to the order meeting, he began to hear snatches of the conversation.
"... if that's all that people have to report, I'd like to conclude this meeting."
"Wait a minute, Dumbledore, you can't just tell us about this prophecy and then leave us hanging!"
"What's there to explain Moody? We are now depending on that Potter brat and it's obvious we are all doomed."
"I was lying in a burned out basement with the full moon in my eyes. I was hoping for replacement when the sun burst through the sky." Ahh Severus. One of the Dark Lord's most faithful servants. No doubt he had wormed his way into the order meeting and was gaining information. Wait, that was a strange thought. Snape isn't a Deatheater, at least I hope not. "There was a band playing in my head and I felt like getting high. I was thinking about what a friend had said and I hoped it was a lie" Ron reached the doorway, but hesitated. What am I doing? I don't want to be here! I... Stop, you do want to be there. You want to go in there and prove that you're just as good as they are. That you can help. That you as good as Harry. No, I don't, I just want to... You do! Now go in there and curse them! How dare they say that you are not good enough! You are a Gryffindor, the bravest of them all. Now go in there and show them who is the most powerful. Ron threw open the door.
"Mr. Weasely, just what do you think your doing? Foolish Gryffindor, just turn around and..."
At this point, Ron lifted his wand and pointed it right between Snape's eyes. All chatter in the room ceased.
"Ron, what are you doing?" hissed Mrs. Weasley, but it was too late. All hell broke loose. "Well I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flying in the yellow haze around the sun" Ron began firing curses that he hadn't known previously and moving with a grace that he hadn't known he possessed. Snape and Hestia Jones were out before they knew what had hit them. What am I doing thought Ron franticly, I don't want to hurt these people! But it was like a bad dream, he just couldn't wake up. Nor could he stop. He sent three curses in quick succession amid screams of "Stun him, he's under the Imperio!" and "Ron, please stop!" "There were children crying and colors flying, all around the chosen ones." Suddenly his Mum's face came into view. He turned his wand towards her. No, screamed his mind, not Mum! Just stop in NOW! With a great tug, he broke the curses hold on him. As waves of excruciating pain overwhelmed him, his eyes filled with tears that flooded down his face. His ears buzzed, and as he slipped into blessed darkness, he heard, "All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun. Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun, flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun."
