Yet, it will not take all of my time, I'm not so fond of studying during break, even if it will be necessary since I do want good grades. Yet I'll try to pull out an update on this too.
Yet, I will be so sorry to say I will probably slip a bit in my update planning. As while writing this I have a very lack of ideas and I think I will need a bit more time with next chapter. This is not permanent; at least it's not meant to be permanent. Only temporarily until next time.
Chapter 35 While the Fire is Weak"Ron!"
Ron smiled at them. Then he slowly fainted and fell towards the ground. Harry managed to catch him before he fell. He looked worried at his best friend. Ron was still breathing, yet looking on the scars and cuts on the Gryffindors arms he guessed Ron had fled all the way back. Harry didn't want to think of what could have happened to him. He was happy Cassandra hadn't seen this, the girl would have gone frantic if she would have seen how badly injured he was.
Neville quickly took some potion samples from his pockets. He always carried really small bottles with him, wherever he went. Carefully he opened Ron's mouth and measured up a drop of one olive green potion. Harry didn't dare asking why he was so careful.
The Hufflepuff heir let the drop trickle down into Ron's mouth. As it made contact with his mouth Ron started glowing in white light. Neville conjured up a stretcher and with Draco's help he lifted Ron up on it. The stretcher floated back to the Hospital Wing. Neville ran after, Harry hurried as much as he could, closely followed by Draco. Hermione hurried to find anyone of the teachers to tell them the news.
(The Great Hall)
The two doors opened silently, and everyone stared at them because it was dark and they couldn't see who had entered.
"Professor McGonagall, are you here?" a very familiar voice asked into the dark. Everyone sighed of relief. It was only Hermione. They all went back to their own thoughts, only the most curious listened.
Professor McGonagall made her way towards the door, the old woman walked carefully afraid on stepping into someone. Yet seeing it wouldn't work she lit her wand.
Slowly and carefully she reached Hermione, who stood in the doorway.
"Is anything wrong, did you manage to catch the Death Eater?"
Hermione sighed, and then smiled. "It was no death eater professor, it was Ron. He escaped Voldemort and he's back with us!"
Hermione had never seen her do. She fell forward and embraced Hermione in a tight hug. The professor trembled, she was crying.
"Thank god!" she said.
Hermione smiled and tried to comfort her the best she could. After all, it had been a narrow escape this time; she dreaded to know what would happen next.
(In the Hospital Wing)
Ron lay utterly still on the bed, he was still out cold and hadn't moved as much as a muscle. On one bed not to far away Blaze still guarded Cassandra. Harry walked over to him and asked if anything had happened. Blaze shook his head, Cassandra was still sleeping peacefully. The heirs, the ones who had so far been untouched, had all decided that they would do nothing until one of them would wake up. Neville was still cleaning Ron's cuts. The Hufflepuff told them most of the cuts had been from the escape, yet some were pure magical, probably caused by a burning whip or something similar. Either way it was a magical object and the wounds weren't all easy to heal. Yet Neville had extended his potion store by borrowing some of his girl friends potions. Sabina was also there, she was bandaging both of the heirs legs, putting herbs and charms into the wounds to prevent them from getting infected.
Harry sat down beside the bed. Draco stood by the foot of the bed and Hermione stood by his right side. The three heirs all wore expressions of worry in their faces. Even if Ron was back, he still was out cold, he hadn't told them why or what had happened to him. At least they were happy Percy had been wrong, Ron wasn't dead. Yet he wasn't as healthy as they had hoped. Harry had taken his hand, it was still cold. This was not a good sign.
The whole room was quiet. Now and then madam Pomfrey would look in to see how everything was going. Every time she looked in they gave her the same sign. Not yet, not yet.
Hermione broke out to tears and cried silently into Draco's shoulder. Harry fully understood her. They had always remembered as Ron being one of the strongest among them, seeing him like this was like a stab to the heart. In the end Harry had to walk out, not able to stand the tension anymore. He excused himself by saying he needed to report to Professor Dumbledore. But half way to the Headmaster's Office he too cried. And for those who passed him in the corridors didn't understand why.
They didn't know this would last for days, no matter how much they prayed, they would know he still hadn't woken up, that he still was out cold.
The Daily Prophet, 23rd December
FUDGE OUT OF CONTROL!
Earlier today Ex-Minister Cornelius Fudge went on a rampage towards a group of teenage Muggles. The Minister of magic had lost all sanity and started sending Unforgivables towards the purely innocent children. Two of them were straight killed by Avada Kedavra and another was hit by a Cruciatus. No one has understood the full reason for this, yet the aurors arrived to pull him off before he did even more damage. It is well known that the Magical World lies at war between the Muggles and You-Know-Who. As it is, the aurors didn't only manage to pull the man off, before fudge died rumours say he killed himself. He was sent straight to St Mungus, but the healers weren't able to recover him.
Rumours say that a certain Mrs Dolores Umbridge lies behind this, and from a special letter, given by Mrs Umbridge, it is described which species and folks that are meant to live. Here it describes for instance Muggle Born and Half Bloods as bad, something that directly breaks the paragraphs 23:51 and 67:17. Aurors have begun a search to find Mrs Umbridge, who seems to have completely disappeared from the world; we warn you that she has been classified as highly dangerous.
As it currently is the chair of the minister is empty and a new election will be right after New Year. We must fill this empty spot and all candidates are welcome. As it is, the candidates so far have been Oliver Trust, from the department of Secret Developments Amanda Bones and Percy Weasley. All though Mr Weasley remains at Hogwarts for curing from the vicious attack on his family. He is awake, but still shocked from the events. More information about the family Weasley's current life can't be found, all though it is said they have found the rest of the family members in a cave.
It was Christmas Eve, yet this seemed to be the dullest Christmas ever. All the heirs had wanted to stay. Draco didn't have anywhere to go; Hermione had decided to stay with him. Neville and Sabina still tended to Ron, who hadn't woken up. Cassandra was staying to guard him. Harry refused to stay, even if his aunt had asked him over. Iris was staying; she didn't have her home anymore. Blaze because he didn't want to travel all the way back, he had gotten quite fond of the castle. Half the castle was staying, the rest had decided to go home, and they didn't want to make this their last year alive without meeting their parents once more. Three of the teachers, and Draco had decided to guard the train. With one of the heirs aboard most people calmed down, the Slytherin's powers had become legendary.
Yet the Christmas mood stayed unhappy. Neville was checking on Ron so often it was a mystery that he even had time to study. None of the heirs had forgotten the NEWTs that would come; indeed for them it would be the hardest of years.
Harry sat together with everyone else, studying hard. Hermione and Cassandra had together managed to find all the necessary books they would need to pass; yet it looked as neither of them had laid their guard down. After Ron's attack all the heirs wondered what would happen next.
As most students, who had stayed, where outside in snowball fights the heirs didn't bother walking outside as it was. Though Cassandra took a short flight around the grounds to stretch her wings.
As the heirs went to bed, on another part of the world the Dark lord laughed menacingly. In his palm rested a blaze of green flame, not burning him. The Dark One was thirsty for more of this strange power, and as he looked down on his notes, which were all written in human blood, he smiled.
It would be really fun to rip out the heart of Ravenclaw. Last year she sneaked out from my reach, but now, I will tear her apart.
To Reviewers:
Dannen: Yeah, Ron is back. All though things are turning. I am really sorry this chapter was so short, but they can't always be five thousand words long.
Draco's Wife Lover: I kind of laughed when I read your review (sorry for that). As you may have figured out I knew what was going to happen to him, so please forgive my little joke. (giggles) Anyway, hope you are better, I haven't heard from you for a while and I hope things are all right.
chicagoh: No, Percy just saw what Voldemort wanted his whole family to believe. Ron didn't die, yet he has suffered a great deal. And thanks for reading, new readers and reviewers make me really happy!
loribeth: I am so sorry this chapter was short, and that it didn't happen much. I'll try to concentrate and focus more next time, but at the moment ideas has arrived so slowly that I didn't have much to work on. Hopefully the Christmas chapter, next chapter, will be better. Yet that will take a while, still hopefully not as long as usually.
End Notes:
Shitza: As I've mentioned above I have a week off soon and hopefully I will update the story then. I am sorry this chapter is short and that you all will have to wait for the next one. But as I've said, next chapter will probably be up quite soon.
Shitza