Bendicks Grove
There was something behind her. While she had been staring she'd been caught. She turned around slowly. A man's face looked back at her. He had middle length black hair and cold brown eyes. "Child. You are in danger." Hermione's mouth was dry. She couldn't have spoken even if she knew what to say. "Whilst the Lord is not here, his minions and your friend are." Hermione looked down. There were hooves on the ground. So this was a centaur. "I cannot help you for the stars forbid it, yet I will tell you that your friend lies yonder." Hermione followed his pointing arm till she saw Ron tied to a stone column with death eaters around. So what she had seen had not been Ron. She looked back to the candles. The red was blood. Who's she could not tell. She shivered. She looked back to the centaur. But he was gone. She crept through the trees making her way round to where Ron was. It was sickening what she saw. A 15 year old boy being tortured by people who though it funny. Tied magically to an ancient stone column, Ron was almost dead. Almost but not quite. There was still life in him. That's what the death eaters could see. And they were using that to kill him. Using cruico till he wanted to die. So he was almost about to die but then stopping. So he could feel the pain. So he knew what they could do.
There was a rustle behind her. She turned then it went black. But she knew who'd she'd seen. She knew that face when she saw it.
A/N: I know it's short but I'm kind of trying stuff out. Describing the torture of Ron was hard. I don't think I did it quite like I wanted it to be. Just the picture in my minds eye was do horrifying I couldn't find the right words. Oh yeah, Dude you can have Ron as long as I can have Rupert.