Disclaimer: This is SO not mine because I'm 18 and not 40 and I'm not a really rich, talented author:D

A/N: I did not think I would be putting this up today! I guess I was so bored my brain decided to make me update! XD

Chapter Eight

"RON!" Harry shouted, running forward. "Ron! Are you okay?"

But Ron was unable to answer. The pain in his eyes send a sharp throbbing pain around in his whole head. He could feel tears running down his cheeks.

After what seemed hours, Ron felt the pain begin to die down and ever so slowly, he was able to peel back his hands and even slower open them. His vision was blurry for a second, but it eventually cleared. Ron was able to make out Harry's worried face staring back at him.

"Are you okay?" Harry said for a second time, his emerald eyes shining with fear and concern.

Ron nodded, utterly bemused.

He seemed to be okay. His eyes ached slightly and his head sort of throbbed a bit, but apart from that, he didn't feel any different.

"Am I meant to be feeling anything?" Ron asked with a slight worried edge to his voice.

Harry gazed at the book for a second then back at Ron.

"It says that the spell has a different effect on every person, but it doesn't say anything about feeling anything straight away, but you'd better lie down just in case," Harry suggested.

Still bemused from what had just happened, Ron did what Harry said with no arguement.

What was meant to happen now?

What would happen to him?

Ron's head was buzzing with questions he wasn't sure could be answered.

He gazed down into the at the ruby and held it tightly. A faint humming could be felt as it sat still in his large hands. Staring at it, Ron began to see something. First, it couldn't be made out, but as the seconds passed, words began to appear.

"Quick! Get me a quill some parchment!" he said suddenly.

Harry gave a start and reached into his pocket for a spare quill and some scrap parchment. He gave to Ron and watched intently.

Ron put the quill tip on the paper and his hand moved on its own. He watched, fear and surprise filling him. He wasn't even moving his hand, yet the quill moved.

Suddenly the quill stopped andso Ron's hand. He stared down at the parchment and gasped. He looked at Harry and then read the words aloud in a mutter:

'THE HEIR WILL BE MARKED.
THE POWER COMBINED IS THAT OF THE HEIRS OF G AND R. THE HEIRS WILL REVEAL THEIR POWER THROUGH PROTECTION OF THE C-ER.'

Harry stood with his mouth and eyes wide with shock and fear.

What did it mean?

Suddenly something clicked within Harry.

"Ron...," he breathed. "You must be a...a SEER!"

Ron shook his head, unable to believe there was a chance of him being so special. He was nothing but the 'Youngest Weasley boy' and 'Harry Potter's best friend' and...'Hermione Granger's boyfriend'

Okay, maybe he was special to be her boyfriend, but yet...

It could explain the strange happenings over the last couple of days, but didn't Seer Gifts come to those who were the seventh child of a seventh child? He was only the sixth child of the family (Ginny was the seventh) and his dad only five sisters and his mum was an only child, so how could he POSSIBLY be a Seer?

A memory flashed in Ron's mind.

It couldn't be.

Could it?

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Ron stayed in the Hospital Wing for another couple of days with Hermione bringing him all the work he had to do for the lessons he had missed.

"Stupid teachers," he muttered as he entered the library on a warm Monday morning. Even in History of Magic, he was given homework.

Ron flicked through the stack of books in which Hermione had slammed on his table with a smile.

There just had to be something he could write for History of Magic and his family tree. He could see his mother's side of the family. A VERY big side of the family. With a sigh, he looked over to his dad's side and started copying certain names that could be interesting.

Flicking through the pages, just seconds away from falling asleep, Ron noticed something that made his heart stop for a second. He leant closer and read the two words over and over, wondering if he was reading them right.

"No way!" he muttered. "This...this can't be possible!"

Surely she wasn't related to him?

But that would mean him and...

"Woah," he said with a small laugh.

Ron quickly shut all of the books, went to Madam Pince to get the one he needed out stamped and ran up to the Common Room where he knew Hermione and Harry were spending their free period in. He rushed into the Common Room finally, panting heavily and collapsing into a chair near Hermione.

Both of his friends looked startled at his entrance.

"What's the rush, mate?" Harry asked, looking at Ron.

"Harry, i think you need to take a look at this," Ron replied, putting the book he had been carrying on the table and open at a certain page. "This is my family tree! You can see there are a LOT of Weasleys, but when I was marking the most recent of it, I spotted something!"

Ron pointed at a name.

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A/N: I AM THE QUEEN OF CLIFFHANGERS AND REALLY, REALLY SHORT CHAPTERS! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!...okay...remind me never to have a really big piece of chocolate at nine in the morning! XD! Was this any good? I did try to make it a little longer, but they always look longer on my Word doc than it does on here!

Thanks to all my BRILL reviewers:

Flying Cherry: Did you guess right? Hmmmmm...

Crookshanksforever: (blushes) I wouldn't say this is a perfect story by a long shot, but I'm really glad you liked it and nice to see I get international people reading my fics:)

iloveweasley35: I've updated! (points to chapter above) XD

iluvbeingme23: There will be romance because I've just written a bit in one of the upcoming chapters so...LOVE!

countrygirl: Enjoy, miss:)