Take A Stronger Hold

A/N: Hey guys. I'm sorry I haven't been updating any of my fanfics. I really haven't had time. But over the summer I wrote two chapters of another one...? Don't be mad at me! I've really been busy. Well, I started writing this before the sixth book came out so... who knows what's gonna happen. Here's the prologue, which is actually more like an epilogue since this part takes place after the story. I guess it's sort of like a preview for the future...? I don't know what I'm talking about. Well... here it goes and as always... R&R!

Prologue-

Ron just nearly dodged Voldemort's Crucio.

"Why. Won't. You. DIE?" Voldemort said throwing a few more deadly spells. Ron ducked behind a ledge. He was in the Forbidden Forest, right in the smack, dab, middle.

"Damn it," he said. "Where'd Hermione go?"

"She's right here," a snaky voice said. Voldemort appeared in front of Ron holding Hermione by her collar. Her feet were a yard above the ground. Ron wiped the blood off his hands so he could hold his wand better with out it slipping every time he raised his arm to cast a spell.

"Put her down," Ron said.

"Alright," Voldemort responded dropping Hermione to her knees. She landed with a thud. She hardly made a sound though. Ron took a step forward.

"Not so fast," Voldemort said putting his foot on Hermione's neck and stepping so that her head was on the ground.

"Don't hurt her. Please. Just… take me instead. Just don't hurt her." Ron didn't know what to do. What would Harry have done? Ron naturally turned his head around to ask Harry what to do but of course, Harry wasn't there.

"Why do you think I'd rather have you over this young lady here?"

"Um..." He really hadn't thought about it this way. "Because she's a woman and women should not be killled or tortured or sacrificed or what ever you're planning to do to her."

"And you think I really care? No, young Weasley, I don't. But I would like to know why you really what me to take you instead of her?"

"I..."

"Yes?"

"Well, I..."

"Spit it out! Why do you really want this young lady to stay alive instead of yourself?"

"Because I love her," Ron said firmly this time. Hermione gasped from her spot on the ground. Voldemort pushed her farther into the dirt.

"And you think that because of this simple thing called love, that I will just allow the two of you to walk off and pretend nothing happen?" Voldemort roared.

"Well, I thought, you know, maybe...It worked for Harry and his mum!"

"NO! You're so stupid for a twenty year old who lives in a family full of wizards in the Order of the Phoenix! That's not how it works. You see... When a dark, mean wizard like myself here, wants an object from a puny, helpless little lady, like this mudblood, who happens to occupying the space between my foot and the dirty ground, he will not pull up his foot and replace the mudblood with her pureblood traitor lover."

"But..."

"No buts. That's just how it works."

"Well atleast don't call her a mudblood then!"

"Don't tell me what to do! No one tells Lord Voldemort what to do! Crucio!" Ron squirmed all over the place, screaming his head off.

"Stop!" yelled Tonks, jumping out of no where. "Avada Kedavra!"

"You can't kill me! Killing curses don't work on me, silly." Ron stopped moving now that Voldemort's attention was on Tonks. He snuck around behind Voldemort and tried to recover Hermione who was now slumped against a tree.

"Ron," Hermione whispered.

"Yeh, Mione'?"

"Watch out."

"What?" Whack! "Ow..." Voldemort had come up behind Ron and whacked him up the backside of his head with a piece of wood. "What was that for?"

"What do you think?"

"I dunno... where's Tonks?" Ron needn't ask. She lay dead ten feet away. "You... you killed her!"

"Didn't we just go over this? When I want something, I don't stop for anything until I get it."

"You're so evil," cried Hermione, her voice cracking.

" Yes, that's what I'm told. Accio stone!" Voldemort yelled. Hundreds of rocks came flying at him. "Maybe, I should have been a little bit more specific. Accio Rilkcryne stone!" Voldmort tried again pointing his wand at Hermione's left jacket pocket. The stone flew into Voldemort's hand.

"No! Hermione screamed.

"Yes! And now that I have the stone, I can get rid of both of you! Muhahaha." Voldemort flicked his wand and Hermione floated through the air towards the edge of the rocky hill. He flicked his wand again and she dropped down the hill. Voldemort turned towards Ron, who was wordless, and flicked his wand again, but this time Ron flew up in a tree, one hundred feet off the ground. He was hanging by his bloody shirt.

"Good-bye." Voldemort said and then apparated away.

"Ron!" Hermione screamed. This meant that Hermione was alive somehow, not dead on the rocks.

"You alright 'Mione?" Ron yelled from his place in the tree.

"No! Ron! Help!" There were tears in her voice.

"I'm coming! Let me just get down...Ow! Ooooo! Agh! That's gonna hurt in the morning." Ron felldown a few braches onto a sensitive boy body part.

"Ron!" Hermione wasentirely in tears now.

Ronyelled "Accio Broom!" His broom came flying up from behind a few trees over. Ron got on the broom and flew down to the ground to see where Hermnione was. She was hanging on to a rock with one hand, swinging over a large, deep looking lake, Ron hadn't noticed before. Ron bent over and reached for her hand. Sheswung her other hand up but couldn't reach Ron's hand. "Try again 'Mione." She did but missed again. "Third time's the charm." Hermione slipped a few inches with the hand that was holding onto the rocks. Hermione let out a noise. "Okay, maybe not." Ron reached down even farther and grabbed Hermione by the wrist.

"Ow."

"Well, there's no other way to get you." Ron pulled. Finally Hermione could reach her other hand up.

"Hermione! You're slipping!"

"Well... there's nothing else I can do, Ron!"

"Just take a stronger hold!"

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope it didn't suck. R&R.