Harry Potter and the Secret of Godric's Hollow

Disclaimer: You know the routine, Harry Potter world and characters belong to JK Rowling. The rest belong to me. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I had watched King Kong and then had 3 tests and 2 projects due the next day. So once again, sorry. I know that many of you are on the edge of knowing Ron's past, so I shall warn you now that Ron's past is so…I can't really find a word for it. But…I hope that you all enjoy the change of Ron's past and please review so I'll know what was wrong and what was not wrong.

Chapter 8: Descendent of whom?

My heir, you shall feel the vast triumph of this throne that has been sat upon for many centuries.

Our kingdom, our people rely on your strength and bravery to conquer over our enemies.

Let the Mark of Osiris come forth and take you to an unreachable point of power.

Let it awaken your true soul.

Awake!

Ron woke up from the couch in his home. Sweat gliding down from his forehead, breathing heavily, Ron tried to recollect the words that were said in his sleep.

Was it a dream?

Before Ron could answer his own question, he was startled by a stirring figure in his arms.

"Mhmmm…….hmmm..Ron….mmm.."

Hermione had uttered some string of words before going back to sleep.

Ron was a bit frightened at first because he didn't remember going to sleep at all until the morning's rendezvous hurtled to him. He couldn't help but smile at the sleeping angel next to him. He kissed her gently on her temple and whispered out,

"Good morning love."

She stirred a bit more before resuming her deep breaths of slumber.

After staring at her for a few more minutes, Ron faced towards the ceiling pondering over his strange dream.

Is the kingdom really relying on me? But I'm not even royal blood, why would the King call me his heir?

So many questions hit Ron at once and started to give him a headache.

Bringing up his hand, he looked at his watch.

6:25 AM. Not too bad.

He had not slept throughout the entire night and had gotten up at 4:30.

Ron sat up, careful not to wake Hermione, and got up heading towards the bathroom.

Taking off his shirt, Ron turned to see his back through the mirror.

Gently, he tore out the prosthetic skin he had that covered his entire back.

After this was taken out, a dark tattoo replaces it.

After 12 years, it has finally breathed air.

Ron's back was graced with an ancient tattoo. An archangel in the middle with a black and white wing. The black symbolizes death while the white symbolizes life.

With one final glance, Ron waved his hand over his back, causing the prosthetic skin to recover into its original place. He put back on his shirt and walked out of the bathroom, returning to his sleeping beauty.

He placed himself to his original position with her head on his shoulder. Thinking about this amazing yet strange morning, Ron felt Hermione stir in his arms. Looking down at her, he saw her eyes slowly open to stare into his. A smile creeps up her face as she noticed who it was.

"Good morning."

She whispered quietly before reaching up to kiss him in the chin. He chuckled at the action and replied by kissing her on her nose.

"Good morning to you too."

Before they could even begin a conversation, a shuffling of feet could be heard followed by Mrs. Weasley's morning wake up call.

"EVERYBODY! TIME TO WAKE UP!"

They heard her footsteps go down the stairs and appear at the door of the living room.

A look of awe was seen on her face but was quickly replaced by malice.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! You better have a good explanation on why you two are in the living room on the same couch!"

She bellowed out as she came towards Ron.

Ron quickly separated himself, put his hands up, and scooted a fair distance away from Hermione, a look of terror upon his face.

Hermione abruptly fell onto the couch where Ron used to be at before sitting back up and laughing.

Ron looked at her and started to get confused. Suddenly, Mrs. Weasley started to laugh herself. This view absolutely confused Ron since his mum was supposed to be mad at him.

Before he could ask anything, his mum interjected,

"Oh Ron! I'm sorry dear but I just couldn't help it. I just wanted to see your face after I was through with you. It was pretty priceless."

After this, she continued to laugh harder.

Ron spoke out in confusion,

"Wait…aren't you angry at me? For sleeping together with Hermione on the couch?"

At this question, Mrs. Weasley only laughed harder as also Hermione.

After a few breaths, Mrs. Weasley said,

"Good gracious, no! I know Hermione; she'd never do that inside this house. What do you think of me? Stupid?"

She started to laugh some more as she headed to the kitchen. Ron looked at Hermione, who was still giggling, confusedly. After she calmed down a bit, she smiled genuinely at him.

"You know Ron, your mum's right."

"Right about what? That I thought she was stupid? Or maybe at the fact that you'd never do that kind of thing inside the house, cause if that's it, then she is right, because we would not have the right mind for doing that type of thing inside the house but outside that may be another subject."

Ron replied smartly before getting up from the couch. Hermione looked at Ron incredulously obviously not expecting Ron's response. Apart from this, Hermione felt a bit excited at Ron's bold decision to openly flirt with her. Part of her wanted to reply back the same, while the other wanted to chastise him for talking like that.

But this time Hermione let Ron's little comment go for now, what she needed to get ready for was his story. She gave Ron a kiss on the cheek and told him that she was going to get ready before speeding towards her and Ginny's room.

A half-hour later, everyone in the Burrow had gotten up from bed and was seated in the kitchen table, ready to feast on Mrs. Weasley's delicious meal. Once everyone was full and fed and cleaned up, they met up in the living room, ready to listen to part two of Ron's story.

Soon enough, the time had come and Ron became more nervous than ever. His friends could not be there because they were called in from HQ to finish up their debriefing.

More like they didn't want to help me explain.

Ron got everyone's attention and started to clear his throat.

"Okay. We should start now and please no questions until after I'm done. Okay? Alright."

"When I was younger, my mum and dad sent me off to go start my training. You might not remember it, but mum and dad told you guys that I was just going to undergo a type of special preschool. Well, the whole time I was in Thailand training all forms of martial arts. Oh that's a form of fighting by the way. Well any ways…….

A/N: Wow! Sorry that it took a while longer to update than usual. Wanted to leave a cliffy. I know I'm horrible aren't I? I guess I just do it so that you could stick with me. And I'm already starting the next chapter and I promise I'll try to update as soon as I can. I swear. Right now I just have X-mas shopping to do and cooking for x-mas eve. Oh and please review and suggest how I should let Ron break it down to them. Don't really know how but hopefully that works out. Well please review and give me your advice. Thank you and have a very Merry Christmas!