Harry Potter and the Secret within Godric's Hollow
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Chapter 3: Fight between powers"Celestial!"
Everyone in the Weasley household turned to look at what Ron was looking at, but only found the oak tree that's been there since childhood. All of a sudden, the lights were cut off earning gasps from the girls in the room.
Even the clouds outside seemed to darken which was remarkably strange because it was only noon. With each passing second, the clouds seemed to get darker every time until everything was absolutely pitch black.
Remus took out his wand and cast out, "Lumos!" Nothing happened. Clearly confused, Remus cleared his throat before saying "Lumos!" out again. Still nothing happened. Before someone could voice out the question they were all thinking, Ron spoke out.
"It's an Anti-Magic Field. It stops all magical uses within the area of which the field has been cast upon."
Not really caring about this explanation Ron gave, Remus, Moody, and Tonks all started to mutter spells under their breaths, obviously trying to stop the field. Ron noticed this action of theirs before rolling his eyes while adding, "You can't stop it. Only the caster can."
Moody gave out a grunt and looked suspiciously at Ron.
"How is it you know a lot about this…field?"
Ron took a small second to glance at them before resuming his normal position.
"Because I was the one who created it."
Ron's answer was very unexpected since it caused someone to bump into the table, knocking off some glasses. Hermione was the first one to recover and took a step closer to Ron.
"What do you mean you created it?"
Before he could respond back, the back door bursts open causing everyone to get up with his or her wands out. Even in the darkness, one can see the outline of figure, a tall and bulky figure. Heavy breathing was heard from this figure and when it made a move, Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley all screamed in fright.
Ron turned from the window to face the unknown being, wondering whom it was. He then brought his hand up and held his palm to face the man.
Ron muttered out, "Lumoneski Maxillius!"
A blinding light grew from the center of Ron's palm to unveil the unknown person. When the man was revealed, his facial features seemed to stand out than the rest of his body. He had narrowed eyes that were outlined with a magnificent hue of red and marks of ancient tattoos on the sides of his face down to his neck.
The man looked around at everyone else before turning to face a very surprised-looking Ron. He smirked at the boy's expression before bringing back his fist and impacting it upon Ron's face. Immediately on impact, Ron flew from where he stood to a hole in the wall in the back of the living room.
Everyone all gasped before turning to look at the strange man who just pummeled Ron across the house. Fred and George were outraged at this fool.
"You bloody wanker! Don't ever hit my brother again!" they both said as they pulled back their hands to beat the living daylight out of this stupid idiot. But before their hands could connect with the man's face, another hand came out of nowhere and stopped them. Turning to look at who stopped their rage, they noticed that it was Ron who stopped them.
Whoa! How the bloody hell did Ron get from there to there? What in the…Fred and George were amazed at how fast Ron moved when he was just knocked across the house.
Before they could open their mouth in protest, Ron said, "What do you think you're doing, Kratos? Is it just you and Celestial or are the others-"
Ron was cut off by another punch that had landed on his face. This time Ron was able to hold himself in place. He then took both his hands and pushed Kratos' off him roughly. Ron shook his head and began to crack his knuckles and then his neck, obviously angry with Kratos.
"Okay now you've reached my limit. You hit me twice and if you hit me again, you're dead."
Kratos seemed to not understand because his smirk grew wider and took another hit. Unfortunately for Kratos, Ron was getting serious. Ron had blocked his punch easily. Kratos seemed to have gotten a bit confused because he then started a barrage of punches and kicks right at Ron.
Everybody watched in awe as they saw Ron blocking every single hit his attacker was giving him. Ron kept on blocking and blocking until Kratos went a step ahead to deliver a blow that Ron couldn't dodge. Hitting him right in the gut, Ron let out a gasp of pain and he landed back into the living room.
Kratos' smirk turned into a frown, disappointment etching his face.
"You've become weak. And you're to be our leader? Did you know that everyone has so much respect for you yet you can't even win a stupid bloody battle! Even with me! You are weak and pathetic, it's a wonder how you survived this long against him."
Kratos then turned to leave the Burrow. But once he started to move, a force so unimaginably strong stopped him and flew him through the wall of the house and to the base of the oak tree.
"So, I'm weak am I? Do not underestimate my strength Kratos or it may be the last thing you ever do."
Ron had moved from the living room to Kratos' retreating figure so fast that everyone was still recovering from the speed.
Hermione noticed a flash of movement from where Kratos had landed and found the man gone. She felt someone behind her and when the person touched her, she let out a scream. A hand came out behind her and grabbed her throat roughly, slightly choking her.
"Yes, you're weak. You even fell for this woman. You're leaving yourself an opening where you'll put your guard down whether you like it or not."
Ron immediately froze when he turned to face them.
"What do you mean?"
Kratos' facial expression turned to genuine concern, which startled everyone in the room. He slightly loosened his grip enough to let her escape from him.
"You're in love with her, mate. And that is something that he will use to his advantage. He'll find a way to hurt you so badly and if he finds out about you two, then you're weak. Don't you understand that? If he finds her, he finds you and Harry. And do you want that?"
Ron looked down in shame before turning to face Hermione. He looked at her eyes and she did also. He then turned back to Kratos.
"But you see that's where you're wrong. I'm not gonna let anyone touch her and I will protect her just like the time I protected you when we were younger."
Ron's determined face broke the tension between him and his old friend. Kratos then smiled and even chuckled a bit before putting his hand out. Ron smiled at the formality that his friend had and instead of shaking his hand, he pulled him into a brotherly hug.
After they parted, Ron swung his hand to the back of Kratos' head. Kratos jumped back to hold the back of his head.
"What the bloody hell was that for?" he said incredulously.
"That was for hitting me three times. You're lucky that I didn't really hit you that seriously."
A voice that came from the kitchen door broke the conversation between the two and once again startling everyone else.
"I see you two made up."
Kratos and Ron turned to see three people standing at the kitchen door.
"Grant! Salim! You're here too?"
Ron was surprised that these two came with Celestial and Kratos.
Salim chuckled at how young Ron sounded when he talked.
He said in a deep voice, "You know for a seventeen year old, you still act like the same little boy I knew ten years ago."
Ron smiled brightly and pulled Salim into a brotherly embrace. He then moved from Salim to Grant.
Before Ron could hug him, Grant held out his hand and said, "You hug me, I'll kill you. Best friend or not."
Ron chuckled nervously before shaking his hand. Just then, Ron heard a click in his mind and it instantly reminded him that he was home.
He was at home with his family, friends, and his own brothers and sister. His blood within theirs.
He was home.