Fought in a war
Chapter 9: A troubled mind.
Beta by Alikatgirl, many thanks love
Ron walked out of the main foyer of St Mungo's; the light from the midday sun momentarily burnt his eyes.
He had been in a locked private room in the psychiatric ward for the last ten weeks, his only visitors his father and twin brothers.
Today was unlike any other, today he walked free.
He wasn't a prisoner in ward 13 he was a patient, he was in hospital for his own good, to, as his father put it 'help him cope with things'.
Ron had been doing anything but coping, he was a broken man, devastated beyond all comprehension, his one and only partner, the love of his life and soul mate, had fallen in battle.
Up until this morning he had thought that she was killed by Lucius Malfoy, that whilst fighting at the side of their best friend who they both loved like he was part of them, and that she died bravely with fight in her eyes speaking his name.
That was the only thought that stopped Ron from going truly insane at the time, the loss of Hermione was bad enough, the fact that he lost his mother also, at that same battle, sent him over the edge. He was truly a broken man. But like all things pertaining to the human soul, healing is a timed process, and time was on Ron's side.
The doctor's thought that he was making great progress that they were getting through his mind block. Once that was down they could rebuild his shattered fragments of his mind and get him well.
So confused was he, that his Occlumency training had put a synthetic block on the conjunctive thought processes in his brain.
When Hermione and his mother were killed rage took over Ron, and his mind, set.
The resulting backlash of Ron's rage was horrific.
There were 30 prisoners that the order had captured, they were being held at a secret location, known only to order members. Ron went to this location and butchered them all. The loss of his lover and mother had made Ron go mad.
The sweet, brave, loyal, red haired young man that everyone loved died that day. What was left in his place was the result of war.
It was probably the biggest injustice of all the after events of the war.
Ron wasn't even prosecuted and faced no charges for his actions; he actually was given an honorary medal for bravery.
It was like so often, the way things turned out, when there was the involvement of certain, Albus Dumbledore, it was covered up.
Dumbledore being one of the firsts on the scene concocted a story that a lone suicide assassin death eater was responsible, and it was Ron who killed him to save further blood shed.
Ron's mind was so 'set' so that he took the explanation of what he had done from Dumbledore as being the true account of what happened, his mind had already clouded over the fact he had apparently just slaughtered, thirty men women and school friends.
Albus Dumbledore made sure Ron didn't do anything to get in his way further, well not until he may be needed, and convinced his life long-term friend and occasional advisor Arthur Weasley, that the best thing to do with Ron would be to lock him away in the psychiatric ward at St Mungo's Hospital.
Doctors were unaware that Ron was in fact a pawn in one of Dumbledore plans and that he could be switched back on, like a weapon, at any moment, for what ever Dumbledore required him to do.
They just tried to use all techniques to soothe his mind, and to break the synthetic block that made Ron over analyse any new thought or image he saw turning it into a reality in his mind.
A casual "its wet outside," would illicit Ron looking for cover, feeling like he was soaking wet.
They were making progress, it had to be said, Ron was a lot calmer these days, and he wasn't as hysterical each day either.
He didn't attempt to rape every nurse or doctor that entered his cell, and random attacks on himself and the room he was in, had stopped for nearly a week.
As soon as he was stronger of mind, they were going to let him go into an open ward, only an hour a day to see how he would interact with other patients.
Today however, saw the creation of a very ill mind, as today saw Ron Wesley, see the real death that his mind had not seen before.
Before, Ron remembered killing out of rage, and was not in control of his emotions or his actions at the time, today he wanted to kill. Today he wanted to get even. His rage was out and there was no container, there was only one way to deal with this rage, either his death, or the death of the person responsible for causing it.
He now knew that Hermione was stupefied in the final battle by Draco Malfoy and then offered to Voldemort to take as a prize.
Draco would die the most painful of deaths for this, Ron swore to himself.
Worse than that, his best friend was the one who blasted his mother in the face causing her to die. He was the one who betrayed them all to Voldemort and was a spy working both sides all along.
He had made sure Dumbledore couldn't be there on that day to save his lover and mother.
Harry Potter had done to him and his family exactly what Peter Pettigrew did to his.
He betrayed them.
And he was going to die.