Werewolf

(An: I don't own Harry Potter. Here is more of werewolf.)

Chap12 Malfoy's Defeat

Harry slammed his fist down on the ground. A low growl escaped his mouth. He had no idea what to do.

" Harry calm down," Hermione smiled. " I am sure we can find him."

" Hermione he just disappeared into the forest," Harry mumbled. " We can't even get in."

" Maybe there is someone behind this," Robert pondered. " Someone who is after Ron."

" The only person I can think of is everyone," Harry grumbled. " He is a wanted werewolf."

" I mean someone who is holding a grudge," Robert explained.

" There is Malfoy," Hermione added. " We can't be sure."

Maxwell kept the blanket covered over him. He couldn't stand the sun. The way it burned his flesh and blinded him. He needed shade. Ahead he saw his brother and his friends gathered in front of a forest. Maybe the forest would be able to shield him. Slowly he strolled up to the forest.

" There is no way to get in," Hermione pointed out.

" We know Hermione," Harry frowned.

The vampire boy walked past his brother and his friends and instantly entered the forest. Everyone let out a small gasp.

" How did he do that?" Harry asked.

" I don't know," Robert shrugged.

" Harry it says in my book that this is the force field forest," she grinned. " The reason Maxwell can enter is because he isn't human."

" That makes sense," Harry nodded. " Hey Robert try and walk through."

Robert tried to enter but he flew back.

" Hermione Robert isn't human,"

" Harry it says not human like, werewolves, ghost, vampires, half horse half man," she read.

" I am a vampire though,"

" Half, Robert remember?" she smirked. " You're half."

" So you are saying Hermione we have to get Maxwell go save Ron?" Harry asked.

" Yes, Harry,"

" That isn't going to work," Robert added.

" We'll have to try," she looked at Maxwell.

Ron woke up when he felt a soft air touch on his cheek. Before him was a beautiful women dressed in white. She had golden hair and bright blue glowing eyes. Instantly Ron shot up.

" Don't be afraid," she whispered. " I am your friend."

" What am I doing here?" he panicked. " Where am I?"

" You are in the territory of the wind," she smiled sweetly. " I am the queen of the mist."

" Wow," he gasped. " And why am I here?"

" You are in search of the ingredients for wolfsbain right?" she asked curiously.

" Yes, how did you know?"

" The wind listens well," she grinned.

" Right," Ron eyed her. " I need to get back to my friends. So if you don't mind…

" No, you mustn't leave," she pleaded. " We need your help."

" Help?"

" Our lands are being taken over by the evil sun," she whispered. " I fear soon the lands of the wind will be no more."

" Sun?" Ron laughed. " Sorry but I don't think I can help."

" Please we will give you the ingredients of wolfsbain as a reward,"

" That would help speed up the search," Ron thought out loud. " I guess I'll try."

" Thank you," she smiled.

" Your welcome," he smirked. " Where is this evil sun?"

" My friends will lead you there," she smiled softly. " Be careful my knight."

" Knight," Ron grinned. " Never been called that before."

The women led Ron out of the deep forest. On the other side he saw many women dressed in white.

" They will lead you," she smiled. " Now go."

Ron nodded. He headed toward the women. Then the journey began.

" Good job Misty," a voice cackled.

" I don't like this at all," the women growled. " He is such a nice boy."

" I didn't hire you to judge," he argued. " I hired you to destroy."

" Sorry sir,"

" You are forgiven," he sneered. " Now make sure those women remember the plan."

" Yes sir,"

Robert asked Maxwell to come out of the forest.

" Why can't you just come in," he mumbled. " Are you afraid of trees or something?"

" No it is just that people like me can't come in," he responded.

" I see so humans aren't allowed," he laughed. " Good because I don't want you to come in here."

" Maxwell we need your help," Hermione pleaded. " Ron has wandered into that forest. We need you to find him."

" Why should I help you?" he eyed her.

" Because that's what friends do,"

" Friends?" he snarled. " I have no friends."

" Yes you do," Hermione remarked. " Us."

Maxwell looked back at Hermione.

" Hermione if he doesn't say yes," Harry whispered. " We can just send Faith in."

" I know," Hermione replied. " But I know Maxwell will do it."

Maxwell looked back at Hermione's pleading face.

" I'll go," He mumbled. " But you owe me."

Hermione jumped for joy. Faith did too.

Maxwell turned to look into the forest then he looked back at his friends and brother. Soon he turned into a bat and flew through the woods. He flew over a bridge then saw a cliff. Did the boy really go over the cliff? What an idiot Maxwell thought. He too flew down the steep cliff until clouds blinded him. Looking around he noticed he was on ground. He stood up and sniffed the area.

" Where is the imbecile?" he grumbled. " He better not be hiding."

" Hello may I help you?" a voice chirped.

" Who are you?"

" I am the queen of the mist and you are…

" You know windy I am not here for the history of you hopeless life,"

The women smiled.

" You are looking for the boy,"

" Yes," he glared. " Where is he?'

" Down there," she smirked. " The wind will take you."

" I don't need nature to find…

Suddenly a breeze carried the vampire down a path.

" You stop this!" he shouted.

" It will stop only when you find him," she spoke softly. " Be careful."

" Be careful," Maxwell chuckled. " She better be careful. If this is a wild goose chase I will kill her."

Ron followed the women down a path. They hadn't said a word to him since they began their walk. There seemed to be tension in the air.

" So how long have you lived here?' he asked.

" We must keep walking," they spoke.

" Okay,"

In front Ron saw a building come into view. Where were this people leading him?
" Where are you taking me?" Ron asked.

" The palace of the sun," they responded.

They continued down the path until they reached the palace of the sun. Ron stepped past them and opened the door. Once inside the doors shut behind him. Looking back he shrugged. How hard would it be to battle a sun? The temperature of the room rose. Ahead he saw the form of a person.

" Hello Mr. Sun," he called.

" That's Sir Sun to you," a voice boomed.

" Uh sorry," Ron apologized. " I'm here to fight you."

" You puny human boy fight me," the voice hollered. " That's rich."

" Yes well the Queen of the mist sent me," he replied. " I have come to stop you from taking their land."

The form of the person moved forward to reveal a man dressed in yellow. A grin plastered his soft face.

" The queen of the mist," he chuckled. " I am not trying to steal their land."

" What but they said?" he began.

" They lied," the man screamed.

" But…I don't believe you," Ron growled. " Let's fight now."

" I will not fight you," he smiled. " I am here to bring happiness to the land."

" Right,"

Sir Sun climbed down the stairs and headed toward Ron. He got into his fighting stance.

" I would never take someone's land," he grinned.

" You wouldn't?"

Sir Sun shook his head. Ron scratched his head in confusion.

" I thought that…

" Why don't you be on your way," he laughed.

" Maybe I should go,"

Ron turned to leave but then spun around.

" Wait how do I know you aren't lying?"

" I never lie,"

Ron sighed then headed out the door.

" Hey mist queen!" Ron shouted. " You lied to me."

The queen of the mist showed up in front of Ron. Glaring Ron yelled again.

" You lied,"

" Ron, I have to tell you the truth," she frowned. " Our land isn't endangered. We just don't like Sir Sun."

" Hold on so I walked here for no reason," Ron mumbled. " This was a joke?"

" No Ron this was a test," a voice echoed.

" Who said that?"

" You guess,"

" Show yourself,"

" Don't worry you'll see me soon enough," the voice boomed.

The wind blew harder as Ron was pushed back. He tried to stand his ground but couldn't seem to hold onto the ground.

" Mist queen stop the wind," Ron begged. " I can't hold on."

The Mist queen ignored Ron and turned around.

" Wait don't go!"

Maxwell found himself flying toward a building. He noticed a kid with red hair holding onto a tree. As he got close the wind got faster.

" Hey you!" Maxwell hollered.

Ron looked up and saw the vampire flying toward them.

" No stay back," Ron screamed.

" I am here to save you idiot!"

" Oh in that case hurry up,"

Maxwell landed with a thud on his backside. Running over to Ron he asked him to let go of the tree.

" The wind is too strong,"

" What are you talking about?"

Ron let go of the tree then landed on his feet. There wasn't a harsh wind anymore.

" You're right," Ron smirked. " Let's get out of here."

" What else would we do?"

" Where do you think you are going Weasl?"

Quickly Ron turned around to find himself staring Malfoy in the face. There was a devilish grin on his face. His eyes glowed red. Ron wondered if that was a sign that he was angry. Malfoy shot a glance at the boy standing behind Ron.

" Who are you?"

" Maxwell,"

" Weasley look like you found another friend to defend you," Malfoy cackled.

" I don't know who you are but Ron and I are going,"

" I don't think so,"

Maxwell ignored the ghostly teen and began to walk down the path. He heard a plea for help. Angrily he turned to see Ron floating in the air.

" No time to learn how to fly kid," he smirked. " We have to go."

" I'm not learning," Ron squealed. " Malfoy put me down."

" Weasley it seems that no matter what I do that you always escape," Malfoy explained. " You need to realize your dead no matter what you do."

" Get me down you git,"

" Ouch you called me a name see if I get you down now," he snickered.

" Listen person ghost," Maxwell growled. " I don't have time for you so put the boy down and let us go."

" Fine," Malfoy sighed.

Ron was gently placed on the ground. Malfoy disappeared.

" He usually doesn't give up that easily," Ron wondered. " Maybe he is planning something."

" I am planning to have you for lunch if you don't shut up," Maxwell grumbled.

Ron rushed over to Maxwell's side as they headed down the path.
" Take my hand," Maxwell ordered.

" I didn't know you felt that way about me," Ron laughed.

" Just take my blasted hand,"

Obeying Ron grabbed Maxwell's hand. The two began to lift off the ground.

" Whoa," Ron mumbled.

Soon the two were back on the cliff. They began to walk to the bridge. After crossing Maxwell began to run.

" Wait hold on," Ron shouted.

" Hurry up!"

Hermione sat on the ground worrying. What was taking them so long? She noticed a sparkling rock on the ground. Opening her book she hollered.

" What?" Harry asked.

" Found another ingredient," she grinned. " The Sparkle rock."

" Good news, but Ron still isn't here," Harry retorted.

Suddenly Maxwell and Ron emerged from the trees.

" Ron you're okay!"

" Yes Hermione thanks to Maxwell,"

" Yeah don't make a big deal about it," he grumbled picking up his blanket.

Harry stared at Ron.

" What's wrong Harry?"

" Malfoy usually doesn't give up that easily," Harry frowned.

" Maybe he realizes he can't win," Faith informed.

"Maybe," Harry replied.

That night Ron shot up wide-awake. He heard sounds around him. He shook his friend Harry.

" Wake up!"

" Yes Ron," Harry asked. " What is wrong?"

" I heard something,"

" I don't hear anything," Harry grumbled. " Go back to bed."

Ron tried to sleep but the voices got louder. He then turned to see Malfoy sitting next to him.

" What do you think you are doing here?"

" I came to see you," Malfoy laughed. " I think we need to spend more time together."

" What are you my father," Ron growled. " Can't you bug someone else today?"

" No,"

" You know what Malfoy?"

Robert woke up and stared at Ron.

" Whom are you talking to?"

" Malfoy,"

" Where?"

" Right there," Ron pointed.

" I don't see anyone,"

Ron laughed silently. Robert just stared at Ron like he was loosing it.

" He is sitting right next to me,"

" Ron go to sleep," Robert yawned.

" But…

Malfoy began to chuckle.

" What is so funny?"

" You," he laughed. " You actually think they can see me?"

" But they can always…

" Not when I am in your head?"

" What no you aren't," Ron snarled. " Harry, Faith, and Hermione have always been able to see you."

" Maybe," he smirked. " But let's just say they can't now."

" Why wouldn't they be able to?"

" Because I'm a ghost,"

" So? The Hogwarts ghosts are…

" I am here to haunt you not you're friends," he smiled. "I should of thought of that before. Ghosts haunt only one person most of the time. Why should they see me?"

Ron scratched his head. That made no sense. What was Malfoy trying to pull? Slowly Ron shook Hermione. She opened her eyes slightly.

" Ron?" she smiled. " Why did you wake me?"

" Do you see Malfoy?"

Quickly Hermione woke up. Frightened she turned to Harry then nudged him. He wouldn't wake so she whispered something in his ear.

" Malfoy where?" Harry screamed. " Show yourself Malfoy!"

" Harry he is sitting next to me," Ron responded.

Looking closely Harry saw nothing. Glaring at Ron he grumbled something rude.

" Ron don't wake me unless he is really there," Harry frowned.

" Harry he is," Ron argued. " Hermione you believe me right?"

" Ron you are just scared," she grinned. " Now go to bed."

" I can't he might kill me in my sleep,"

Hermione ignored him and went to bed.

" What are you trying to do make me look crazy?"

" No, but that is a good idea," Malfoy grinned.

Ron shut his eyes hoping Malfoy would leave. He then went to bed.

Next morning Ron woke up abruptly. He noticed Malfoy was looking right at him.

" Leave me alone!" Ron shouted.

" Ron what are you screaming about now?" Harry asked getting up.

" Malfoy…

" I don't see him anywhere," Harry eyed Ron. " Maybe you need to eat. Maybe that's the problem."

He shook his head viciously. Harry shrugged and got up and woke the others.

" Ron how does it feel to be crazy,"

" I'm not crazy Malfoy," Ron snarled. " You are crazy thinking this is going to bother me."

" It isn't," Malfoy smiled. " How about now?"
" Why would it bother me now?"

Ron's stomach began to tighten. He had a bad ache. He gripped the ground and hollered out in pain. Everyone turned to look at him.

" You bloody git stop this at once," Ron moaned.

" Stop what?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

" Malfoy is…

" Ron for the last time I don't see Malfoy," he frowned. " You don't look so good."

Malfoy glared at Ron then the pain stopped.

" I'm fine," Ron sighed. " Little stomach ache. Harry everyone you have to believe me. Something is horribly wrong."

" What is that Ron?" Faith asked.

" If none of you can see Malfoy and I can then something is wrong," Ron mumbled.

" Ron…

" No hear me out," he frowned. " He is here."

Malfoy smirked. Everything was working, as he wanted it to. Weasley was about to crack.

" Now Ron it isn't good to lie," Hermione reminded him. " We don't see Malfoy."

" You're pulling our leg," Robert answered.

" You have to believe me,"

" Ron it isn't as easy as you think," Harry explained. " When you see something we don't."

" Harry remember when you talked to the snake in the second year," Ron pointed out. " And you spoke and different language and you didn't know it? That is kind of like now."

" How is that Ron?' Hermione asked.

" I see something and you don't," Ron tried to explain. " I… Never mind."

" Weasley why don't you give up," Malfoy laughed. " They already think you are crazy."

" Come off it Malfoy," Ron sneered. " Don't test my patients."

" Harry maybe Ron is right," Hermione whispered. " Malfoy could have found a way to make it so we don't see him and Ron does."

" If that is true Hermione there is nothing we can do," Harry remarked. " If we can't see him he has already found some way to win."

" Maybe if we….

" Yes,"

" I'm stumped Harry," Hermione confessed.

" That isn't good," Harry frowned. " Malfoy could kill Ron any minute."

" Right and we can't stop him this time,"

For hours Ron slowly lost his mind. Malfoy would always be there bothering him. And he didn't seem to know what to do about it. Good news was Hermione was almost done finding the ingredients.

" Ron we don't know how to help you," Hermione stated. " You are going to have to win this on your own. Unless we can come up with something."

" Which I highly doubt it," Harry mumbled.

" Maybe you're right," Ron nodded. " Malfoy this is between you and me."

Malfoy looked at Weasley. His plan wasn't working anymore.

" Yes, Weasl?"

" I am no longer going to be scared of you anymore," he smiled. " I have friends who can help me when they can. I am not going to let you win."

" Fine speech Weasl, but can you prove that?"

Ron smirked. He had a plan.

" Hermione," he asked. " What else do you know about ghosts?"

" Besides they hold grudges…I don't know," she thought. " Wait I can't believe I didn't think of this before."

" What Hermione,"

" To defeat a ghost you must find its one weakness," Hermione explained.

" What is Malfoy's weakness?" Ron questioned.

" Honestly I don't know," she shook her head. " But you'll figure it out."

Ron thought for a while. He couldn't think of Malfoy's weakness. But Malfoy was a ghost.

" Hermione could I borrow your book?"

She nodded handing him her book.

" I know what to do," he grinned. " Everyone stand back."

Everyone looked at Ron but moved back. Looking up at the book he held up his right hand.

" I Ronald Weasley send you back from which you came," he recited. " Lost soul return to your dying place."

" What is Ron trying to do?" Harry asked.

" Ron is brilliant," Hermione sighed. " He is sending Malfoy back to where he died. He is sending him back to the dark forest. Forever."

" What are you doing Weasley?" Malfoy asked.

" Good bye," Ron waved.

There was a loud explosion and Malfoy disappeared before their eyes.

" Did you kill him?" Robert asked.

" You can't kill a ghost," Maxwell snorted.

" Ron you did it," Hermione congratulated. " Now he will leave us alone."

Hermione looked back into her book. A frown was visible on her face.

" We have one more ingredient," she smiled.

" That's great Hermione," Harry cheered.

" But it is in there," she pointed ahead.

A few miles away there was a building with long stairs connected to it.

" No one has ever gotten out of there alive," she whimpered. " But I'm sure we'll be able to."

" No way," Ron shook. " No more spooky houses."

" Ron this is the last ingredient," Faith reminded. " After that everything will be okay."

Ron nodded. They made there way to the building.

End of chapter. The next chapter might be my last.