Here's the aftermath of Malfoy running away. What will happen in this chapter? Read on and find out

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Ron's POV

Spiders, I hate spiders. And we were to go to an island that had giant spiders. Can life get any worse?

"Come on, Ron, it's time to go"

When you're not exactly prepared to face giant spiders, that's when life gets worse. I reluctantly got up from the lounge and followed Harry and Hermione outside. Harry had his Firebolt with him and a Comet Two Sixty, while Hermione had a similar broom. I noticed that Harry was dressed in his Quidditch clothes and had Gryffindor's sword strapped to his back. I looked at Hermione

"Why are you coming, Hermione?" I asked

"While I don't like flying, I'm coming with you"

"Why?"

"Because I am. It can't be you two alone, so I'll come"

"Why?"

"Ron!"

She was giving me a death glare and somehow, my heart skipped a beat or two. Is it me or does she look pretty when she does that glare?

"Any minute now guys," said Harry, not noticing the situation

"I'm ready," I said, despite the fact I wasn't

"No, not you, I managed to get Fred and George to come. We could use some of their jokes and that"

"Like what?" asked Hermione

"Explosive Lollies, Boxes of Fireworks, Fire Rings, you know, that sort of thing"

"Riiight," I said, "I think I feel safer if I had Bill or Charlie with me"

"Bill would've come, but he wasn't able to, due to commitments. Same with Charlie"

"Can't we bring Percy? At least we can let the spiders eat someone while we run away"

"Oh Ron, that is low," said Hermione

I think she knew I was trying to delay our departure. She can't blame me for it!

Crack! Crack!

"Yaaaa!"

I jumped as Fred and George appeared right in front of me, holding brooms and boxes

"Sorry, Ron, did we scare you?" asked Fred

"Didn't see you there," added George

"That was not funny"

"Seeing your face says different"

"Well, for us it does"

"So, Harry, when do we go on this suicidal mission to find a Horcrux?"

"Because we've only got about an hour or so off work"

"So it has to be snappy"

"Once you've finished talking," said Harry, "we're going to go now"

He tossed me the Comet Two Sixty, before walking over and grabbing me by my upper left arm tightly

I felt it wasn't fair that he could Apparate without a license and I couldn't at all. Pure unfairness!

I felt a pull on my body, like I was being shoved through a pipe the size of my wrist. My head was going to explode, until I felt the suction lessened and I was pulled out of the snake hole by Harry

"We're here, okay, so we're not, we're on the tip of Scotland and we're going to fly over"

"You know, that doesn't exactly make me comfortable"

"You'll be fine, Ron, better than Aragog and his underlings"

"You had to remind me," I said, feeling sick at the memory

Harry smiled

"Sorry"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

One by one, Fred, George and Hermione appeared out of thin air. Hermione looked around, suddenly wary of her surroundings, as Fred and George magic the boxes to their brooms. I sighed and got onto my broom, followed by the others

"We ready to go?" asked Harry

"As ready we'll ever be," said Fred

Both he and George were faking their happiness, I was sure of it. Who would be cheery about going to an island with giant spiders? Definitely not me!

"Ready and let's go," said Harry

He shot off into the sky on his Firebolt, followed by the twins and Hermione

"Come on, Ron, you're lagging," called George

I pushed off from the ground, joining the others in the sky. Harry smiled and flew away on his broom, flying at about 160km/h, heading towards an island I didn't want to visit. No wonder why they called it the Isle of Drear. Sounds like fear or death if you ask me

But I fell into line behind Harry and shot after him, trying to ignore the sick feeling I had in my stomach

Why did it have to be spiders?

Why?

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