Starthedemonhorse: Darn it, I'm trying to update more often, so…………please don't hurt me……….And here is the next chapter! YAY!Okay I'll move along now….
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Series: Harry Potter
WARNING: turn back now if you do not like or disagree with yaoi or shounen ai. Thank you.
Torture: Chapter 4"You want to know what happened to your precious Harry don't you Ronald?" A voice slithered around the four-poster-bed that Ron Weasley was sleeping on, or trying to at least.
"Why do you think he came back bloody and in pain? Why do you think his memory was modified?" The voice came across Ron's left ear, and he opened his eyes quickly, whipped his head around to see whom the voice belonged to. "Who's there?" Ron whispered, not wanting to alarm his fellow students.
"I had to, because that's what I am here for. To torture you both into insanity…" The slithering sound seemed to move about Ron, circling him like a vulture, ready to kill. Ron flung his arms around but they hit nothing save the curtains. Suddenly a splitting pain erupted from Ron's temple, and he screamed in horror, waking his dorm mates in an instant. Dean ran up to Ron saying "Ron what is it? What's happening?" Seamus joined him, trying to hold Ron down from thrashing about the room. Ron screamed and gripped the sides of his head as though it was splitting in two. Neville stood from his bed and ran to Ron's side, putting a hand on the red headed boy's shoulder.
The pain continued for a few more moments before it died away, and Ron's throat was entirely dry from screaming. Hermione and some other Gryfindor's opened the door to the room and looked inside. "Ron? What is it?" Hermione asked, coming into the room. "Dean what happened?" She questioned when the other wouldn't answer. "I dunno, he just started screaming. He was holding onto his head like it was burning or something." Dean explained, placing Ron on his bed with Neville and Seamus' help.
"It, it hurts…" Ron mumbled, closing his eyes and crying. Percy ran into the room with the twins behind him, and went up to his younger brother, eyes filled with concern. "Ron, what is it?" He asked, sitting beside his sibling and putting a hand on the shaking shoulder. "Pain…unbearable…hurts…" Ron stammered out, his eyes still shut tight. Suddenly his eyes shot open, and stared ahead of him as though possessed. "R-Ron?" Hermione said, backing up slightly. Ron stood, with Percy getting up beside him. Every one stared at Ron, as though he was suddenly going to pull out his wand and curse them all.
He didn't, but he mumbled, "Harry…" and ran off towards the Hospital Wing, Hermione trying desperately to keep up. Percy ran after him, flying down the hallways and keeping pace right behind his brother. Fred and George had come along too, their normal mischief filled eyes now clouded with concern for their brothers safety. Soon a high, piercing scream could be heard from down the hallway, at the Hospital Wing. Opening the wooden doors with a bang, Ron flew inside, followed by his brothers and Hermione. He stopped dead, and looked towards the place where Harry lay. Screaming in pain and twisting himself in his sheets was the boy-who-lived, in horror and despair he squirmed with pain again and again.
The raven-haired boy had his eyes closed, but knew there were people in his presence. "RON!" He cried, snapping his friend out of the frozen state and running to his side. "Harry! Hold on Harry!" Ron yelled at Harry's side. The emerald eyes shot open in an instant, looking around the room to find the boy he wanted to see the most. Harry sat up and wrapped his arms around the boy, pulling him from the ground onto the bed. "Harry, you're going to be okay, I promise." Ron said, hugging the shaking body close to him, closing his eyes. Harry stopped shivering and relaxed as best he could into the warm embrace. "R-Ron…it hurts…" Harry said, as though he was a young child running to his mother to put a band aide on his scratched knee.
But Ron couldn't do that, no, there was much more to be done. Ron held Harry tightly but gently, not wanting to hurt the other any more than had already been done. "Ron, help me. Don't let him hurt me." Harry cried, rubbing his face into Ron's shoulder.
Fred and George, had the situation been different, would've made a smart comment by now, seeing their brother holding the boy-who-lived, but neither did and they silently agreed to fool about it later.
"I won't Harry. I won't." Ron replied just as the headmaster and Madame Pomfrey ran into the room. Ron released Harry, allowing the two teachers to inspect the other boy.
Something wet dripped onto Ron's shoulder, and he discovered that his entire shoulder was soaked. He touched the fabric of his clothes, and noticed that the liquid was in fact red. "Ron! You're bleeding!" Hermione cried, coming over and trying to wipe some of the blood off to reveal a large gash on the side of his head. He felt faint and dizzy, sick and wanted to lie down. The blood continued to run down his face, obscuring his view as it ran over his eye. He collapsed to the floor from blood loss, and the last thing he saw was Fred coming over to pick him up.
A young girl sat in a chair between two beds, holding a flower between her fingers. There was a groan, and the red-haired boy sat up, holding his head. "Ow…"He grumbled, closing his eyes tightly. "AH! Ron!" The girl jumped from her position in the chair and wrapped her arms tightly about the boy, squeezing him in a crushing hug. "Yes…Hello to you too 'Mione." Ron breathed out, or tried to. "Ronald Weasley! You don't know how much you scared us! Thank goodness you're alright!" She cried, still hugging. "You might want to let him go before you crush him there, Hermione." George said from another bed he and Fred were sitting on, playing wizard chess. The brunette blushed and let go of Ron, sitting back on the bed. "How is Harry doing?" Ron asked quietly, looking around to find the other boy. "Well, Ron…don't get upset or anything, but he was brought to Saint Mungo's after what happened yesterday. He'll be back soon though, Professor Dumbledore told us he would be fine, and that he can go back to classes by the end of the month in a week." She said, trying to keep calm so that Ron wouldn't do anything to rational. "Okay. As long as he can be taken care of away from here. I don't want him to get hurt." Ron said, looking thoughtfully out the window.
"Speaking of which! Fred, if you will." George said, jumping up and introducing his twin like a circus act. Fred turned around and made movements that indicated someone was hugging him. "Oh Harry!" He moaned with a grin, swaying his hips lightly. Hermione sat still, and tried to hide her face as she snickered quietly. George walked over and replaced his brother's hands with his own. "Oh Ron!" George said, moving his hands up and down Fred. Ron looked furious, his face turning beat-red. "Knock it off you two!" He screamed, getting up from the bed and tackling his brothers. Fred and George were knocked to the floor, but still smiled. "Aw, poor Ronny-kins has a boyfriend!" Fred teased, getting up quickly and grabbing George as well. "I wouldn't be talking, I see the way you eye each other…." Ron said half jokingly. Fred and George gasped. "How could ya tell! We've been keepin' it a secret!" Fred moved beside George, smiling. George placed his hand on Fred's hip, grabbing his twin tightly. Hermione just turned away. "You two might want to stop that unless you want the whole school to know…" She said. "Oh yeah? And how is that Hermione?" Fred asked, pushing his hip slightly into George. "Because Colin is at the doorway…" Hermione giggled as the twins turned around and saw the young boy. "Hey Colin! One for the Daily Prophet!" George said, turning towards Fred and kissing him. There was a flash and the picture was taken. Hermione was stunned at the act, surprised that even the twins would do something like that. Colin smiled as the camera processed the photo.
Ron was staring out the window again, thinking of Harry and what had happened that night. I know I can recognize that voice…he thought, recalling the incident. You want to know what happened to your precious Harry don't you Ronald?
Why do you think he came back bloody and in pain? Why do you think his memory was modified?………The words played over and over and Ron slowly began to realize the voice belonged to……….
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