"Kris... sweetie, wake up."

I yawned softly and opened my eyes to see Ron hovering over me.

"What?"

"It's almost noon, we have to go."

"Go where?"

"To see the others."

I looked at Ron, not understanding whom we were supposed to see. I then noticed that we weren't in my room, and the events of last night came back to me.

"Oh yeah, Hermione and the others. For what? To tell me the truth?"

"What?" Ron said confused.

I sat up and looked at him, "Come on, you really thought I bought that whole 'wizard' thing?"

"You didn't?"

"Hell no, I just went along with it because I was tired and I didn't want to deal with it at the time."

"Well, how do you think we got here?"

"Now I'll admit that was a good trick. How you got me from my house to yours is something I'll never figure out. But it's not like you took me far away. Only a few miles."

"More like a few thousand miles."

"Whatever." I said climbing out of the bed and going into the bathroom. I took out my toiletries and took a long shower. There was no way Ron and the others were magical, shit like that wasn't real. That stuff was for the books and TV.

I finished up by putting on a 'Jason Kidd' jersey dress and matching sneakers. I saw that Ron was already dressed and I assumed he had already taken a shower earlier.

"Let's go." He said holding out his hand.

I took it with no question and heard that infamous 'pop'. I was now in a different living room with Draco, Hermione, and Harry sitting down on the couch.

"Why do you keep DOING that?" I asked Ron slapping my hand away. "We could have just taken my car."

"Your car is still in New York." Hermione said nervously.

"Right, and where are we?"

"Europe. More specifically London." Draco said.

"Okay." I said still not believing. "How did I get here?"

"We apparated." Ron said, "That's the pops and jolt in the stomach you feel."

"You guys are really sticking to this joke."

"It's not a joke." Harry said. I noticed he had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead. It wasn't there before but it didn't look recent.

"What the hell is that?" I pointed to it.

"Yeah... um... maybe you should sit down, Kris." Harry said.

"I don't want to sit down."

They looked at each other nervously and then Harry began to talk.

"So let me get this straight." I said two hours later. "There is a whole magical universe separate from regular humans, and Harry is the one who got rid of a bad wizard. You guys just graduated from a magical school and then became Aurors to protect everyone. Draco used to be an ass but started to work for the good guys and almost got killed when he was discovered. Now even thought that Voldemort guy is dead, there are still people out there trying to cause trouble."

"Yeah, pretty much in general." Hermione said.

"How long did it take you guys to think that up?"

Everyone groaned and Harry said, "Look Kris, I know it's a lot for you to take in but you have to believe us. We brought you here to keep you safe from harm."

"But..." I was starting to get scared. Their faces were too serious for them to be joking.

Ron pulled out what suspiciously looked like a wand. He flicked it a little and the lamp on the other side of the room started to float. I squinted my eyes to see where the wires or rope was but there was none.

I fell to my knees because they wouldn't support me anymore. Ron rushed to my side and started to talk but I didn't hear him. What was going on? I became associated with witches? Why didn't Ron tell me?

"Kris? Talk to me?" Ron said shaking me gently. Hermione had kneeled down in front of me looking worried.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked quietly. "Didn't you trust me?"

"I did, and I still do. But we all agreed not to say anything about our past lives." Ron explained. "We've lost so much and we didn't want to put our burdens on anyone else."

"Too late."

"What?" Hermione said.

"You've already put your burdens on me. The burden of me not ever trusting you again."

I stood up, feeling upset and pissed at the same time. I wanted to get out of there. Leave Ron and the others alone with their secrets and lies. I'm done with people lying to me.

"Kris, please..." He said grabbing my arm.

"We didn't want to lie to you!" Hermione exclaimed. "We had no choice!"

"Oh please." I said bitterly. "You had a choice, you just made the decision yourself. Just like I had a choice to be your friend, a choice to fall in love with Ron, and now a choice to stay or leave."

It was obvious what the choice was and I made my way to the door. But when I tried to open it, the knob was burning hot. I pulled my hand back before any lasting damage could occur and the door opened itself.

Standing before me was a large, dark figure that reminded me of the Grim Reaper. No, not standing, but floating. Everything around me seemed darker and I felt as if I could never be happy. I couldn't see under the black hood but it smelled of rotting flesh and death.

"KRIS! MOVE!" Draco yelled as he jumped up and pulled me back. I fell into Ron's arms and he moved me behind him as everyone pulled out their own wands.

"Expecto Patronum!"

I looked groggily at Harry as a large silver stag appeared from his wand and pushed the black figure away. It screeched so loudly that I had to cover my ears in fear that they would burst. When the thing moved away from the door I could tell that there were more of them floating around. A lot more.

"Let's go!" Hermione yelled and held onto Draco's hand. They disappeared and Harry ran up to us and held onto my hand.

The next thing I know we are all in a dreary living room, with tattered furniture and a almost dark fireplace. Footsteps filled the room as a very tall, old looking man ran in and a slightly younger, but scarred man came running in.

"Harry! Ron! What's wrong?" The scarred faced man said as he help me up.

"We were attacked by Dementors!" Draco said as he held onto Hermione.

"They have become more restless." The old man said.

"Who the hell are you?" I said backing away into Ron. "And what the hell was that?"

"Baby, calm down." Ron said whispering in my ear.

"No! You fucking calm down!" I said angrily. I hated how everyone was slightly more composed than I was.

"I assume this is Kris?" The old man said.

"Yeah, Dumbledore." Ron answered.

"Kris, I'm going to have to ask you to sit please." He said to me but I didn't listen.

"I want to go home."

"You can't." Dumbledore said simply.

"Why the hell not?"

"Because it isn't safe there. There are dangerous people after you. Now we must act quickly."

Dumbledore nodded to the scarred man and he left the room.

"Who was that?" I asked quietly.

"Remus Lupin, he's a friend of ours." Harry answered.

"Why does he have so many scars?"

"He's a werewolf." Ron answered simply.

"Great."

"What's going on?" A very pale and greasy looking man came in.

"Holy shit, is that a vampire?" I screamed clinging onto Ron harder.

Everyone laughed except for the vampire, "No, that's a human." Draco answered as the vampire scowled.

"Sorry." I said quietly as he turned to Dumbledore.

"Severus, please help Remus with their arrangements."

Severus nodded and left the room. I finally sat down and Ron sat beside me. He put his arms around me and rubbed my back. After about ten minutes the werewolf and vampire came back in. but even though they were dangerous creatures, I felt a kindness from both of them.

"Everything is ready." Remus said and gave Dumbledore a lamp.

"Please, everyone touch the lamp." He said as it started to glow.

I hesitated, not really wanting to be involved with any more magic, but knowing I had no choice, I touched the object. There was a sudden jolt in my stomach and a buckle of my knees. I opened my eyes to a small apartment, not too much unlike my own.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"A small wizard town outside of London." Hermione answered. "We're here for protection until everything calms down."

Harry walked out the door and I felt a sudden jolt of fear for him. But he came back safely and boogeyman free.

"Our apartments are right beside yours." He said to Ron and they made their way out the door. Hermione came back and gave me a hug.

"I'm sorry things came down to this." She said and I hugged her back. I began to realize why they kept everything from me. So I wouldn't be in any danger. But it didn't work; knowing them period has put me in danger.

Ron closed the door behind them and whispered something while tapping his wand to the door, "It's to lock the door without anything breaking in."

I nodded my head and made my way to the bedroom. I was too tired and stressed to do anything else. I plopped down on the bed and heard Ron messing around in the kitchen. Right before sleep claimed me he came into the room and lied down beside me.

"You were right."

I rolled around to face him and saw that he was in great distress. I put my hand on his cheek and began to talk but he stopped me.

"I'm sorry, knowing me DID put you in danger. And deep inside of me, I convinced myself that everything would be okay. But it won't be, not for a while, not until all of Voldemort's supporters are gone."

"What happened to Ginny?" I asked, hoping he trusted me enough to know.

"The war was messy, it was almost like the American wars, where people are on a grassland and they all rush at each other with their weapons. That was quick and we had came out victorious, with Harry finally defeating Voldemort."

"But that wasn't enough. For even though the master was dead, his servants were determined to fulfill his wasted dreams of filling the world with purebloods. Many times his supporters attacked us, but we always came out with only cuts or bruises, and the supporters in Azkaban. But one day, when Ginny went out to go shopping for her fiancé, she was ambushed by a group of men. They... they killed her quickly from what we were told, and spat on her, saying that she was too much of a mudblood lover to even rape."

I pulled Ron into my arms and let him silently cry on my shoulders. I kissed his forehead and rubbed his back.

"I'm sorry."

"Thank you." He said and looked up at me. "After that, I couldn't find a reason to live. Ginny was everything to me, and I wasn't there to protect her. After a couple of weeks Hermione suggested to visit American for a vacation. Everything had calmed down considerable and it was well needed. Then I met you."

"I didn't do anything." I said as he pulled me up to the top of the bed. He kissed me gently and caressed my stomach and hips.

"I never thought that I would met anyone that I would fall in love with. Someone that taught me how to live and have fun. Someone that didn't make me forget my sister, but help me accept the fact that she was gone, and to be grateful for the time I spent with her. Someone that I would protect with my own life."

"Ron..." I said but he stopped me by kissing on my neck.

"Kris, I meant what I said when I told you I would protect you. I lost my sister, I will not lose the love of my life."

Ron kissed me deeply, more passionate this time. As if we didn't have much time together. And maybe we didn't.

I moved my hands down to his hips and pulled up his shirt from over his head. I kissed his bare chest and listened as his breath turned ragged. I moved down to his pants and easily slipped them off. I went to work, loving how he jerked with every stroke of my tongue. After a minute he pulled me up and kissed me, tasting himself and myself at the same time.

As I sat on top of him, he pulled off my dress and kissed my chest. I held onto him tightly and then he flipped us so that he would be on top of me. He moved down kissing me everywhere and making me ready for him. When he moved up above me I held my arms out and lovingly welcomed him.

"I love you." I said looking into his eyes.

"I love you." He said and stroked his fingers on my neck. A big turn on.

He made his way inside of me and I cried out in pain. I didn't expect him to be bigger than James.

"Are you okay?" He said alarmed and stopped moving.

"I'm fine, please don't stop." I kissed him soundly as he moved slowly down in me. I cried out again but in pleasure instead of pain.

Ron gripped onto me tightly as he filled me up. I gripped my nails into his back, not believing that anything could feel so good. I could hear Ron's breathing get faster and I knew it wouldn't be long for him. And me neither.

I cried out with Ron as our climax came and he pulsated on top of me. He lifted his head and kissed me softly. I felt the tears coming and there was nothing I could do to stop them.

"What's wrong?" He asked worried, "Did I hurt you?"

"No, it's just that I've never felt this way before."

Ron smiled and moved from above me. He pulled me close to his heart and held me close. I've never felt so safe in my entire life. And I knew that no matter what came our way, we were going to be ready for it.