READ THE A/N FOR SOME EXPLANATIONS!
A/N:
Ok I know It's been a long time and that I've been a sorry excuse for an author delaying this part so long but, my plot bunny escaped! And I didn't have time looking for it until recently!
Then I wasn't allowed too see my muse in more then three weeks which was really discouraging so please try to forgive me trying to copy puppy eyes
And please REVIEW so I know you are reading, even if you just write to tell me to UPDATE or that I spelled Ron's middle name wrong!
So I got some reviewers wondering why nobody noticed him gone and how he got to be in that condition.
Think about it, everybody is celebrating having a good time, people floo back an forth all the time to tell friends and family or get home to sleep, all the those who have been on the battlefield is more or less dirty and covered in mud and/or blood, it's crowded and dark of course being in a pub and all that, but what about his friends!
Oh ehh let's just say they were busy okey?... NO NOT WITH EACH OTHER! But well you got the idea of what they were doing?
So to the deafness, it will be explained, not just yet….
Spoilers: For Ootp
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, really bad language and slight self harm, not you're cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter! I don't own Harry Potter or any character from JKR's books about said character!
The title to this chapter though is borrowed from Pink Floyd's; Another Brick In The Wall.
End Disclaimer!
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!
Those who like it say thanks to my wonderful muse Belker!
Angel with the scabbed wings, jaded
Chapter I: Another Brick In The Wall
The waiting area was packed, old, adults and children crowded the magically enlarged room. The air stood still and was a moist warm, making people sweat and giving at least Ron a headache.
They had been there for almost seven hours and Bill was sleeping against hi shoulder drool slipping from his moth and snoring lightly, he was a great support really. All the time new patients came, some much worse off than him and some without visible wounds. Small children and infants were screaming all the time but Ron couldn't hear it, which slightly bothered him.
The blood on his neck had dried but he didn't want to wake Bill by standing up so he could clean it off. So he remained where he were observing people and trying do hear what they said, all the time having to remind himself that he couldn't hear anything save his own heart, if that even counted as a sound.
He was on his way too meet up with Bill in dreamland when someone shook him, he looked up in the soft blue eyes of Neville Longbottom. Neville seeming to understand the situation just made a gesture for Ron to follow him.
Ron pushed Bill out of his seat and stood up, Making Bill land hard on the floor. Bill, disoriented from sleeping followed behind him yawning every once in a while.
Ron was a bit surprised to see Neville in the green robes of a healer but was glad for him, Neville sure deserved it.
All the rooms seemed to be full as Neville led them too a cubicle and gestured for Ron to sit on the bed in the corner while he closed the hangings on the side of the cubicle.
Bill stood beside the bed searching his pockets for something but looked up as Ron saw Neville's lips move. Bill nodded then took out the notepad and pen from his pocket.
"He says he wants to scan your ears then have a blood sample." Ron nodded towards Neville after reading Bills note.
When Neville raised his wand Ron almost flinched, remembering all the blown up cauldrons and other horrifying mistakes Neville used to do daily back at Hogwarts, but he didn't say anything, Neville obviously knew what he was doing now so Ron was just silly being afraid, right?
The scan took no more then a second and when his head didn't blow up he thought that maybe Neville wasn't as clumsy anymore, that is until Neville accidentally knocked a chair over falling flat on his arse smiling sheepishly at Ron who smiled back trying hard to hide his growing fear.
Neville then said something to Bill before walking out from the cubicle and Bill nodded in return. "He just went to get a vial for the blood sample." Bill scribbled down at Ron's confused frown.
When Neville got back Ron became really afraid, Neville carried a knife with him, not big or anything but the thought of Neville cutting him was very scary, especially when he remembered Neville chopping potions ingredients, and the results.
Neville took his hand and cleaned it with a soft cloth that smelled alcohol or something alike. Ron fought the urge to draw back his hand and hide it when Neville raised the knife.
Ron closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his nerves, when he opened them Neville stood in front of him squeezing his index finger letting drops of blood fall down into the vial. This made Ron frown, when did Neville cut him, why had he not felt it?
Then the notepad was in front of him again, "He wants you to state your name, date of birth and your current living location." Ron was on his way to take the pad to write the information down but Bill held it back while shaking his head, which made Ron frown.
"Your deaf, not mute!" was written with big letters on the pad. Ron shook his head again reaching for the pad but Bill only shook his head again. Ron was starting to become really pissed off now and glared at Bill.
Ron didn't want to speak, he was sure he would talk too loudly or maybe even scream and it felt weird not hearing his own voice like someone else had control over his tongue. He would not humiliate himself in front of Neville or anyone else by screaming and sounding strange, because he was sure he sounded funny.
Neville took the pad from Bill scribbling something down. "You need to speak orally while learning BSL (sign language), you can't always write everything down!"
Ron glared at Neville before quickly snatching the notepad and pencil. Writing down "Ronald Bilius Weasley – 1980-03-01 – The Borrow." Then taking a deep breath continuing with "Why would I need sign language, you're a healer for Merlin's sake, fix it!" then showing them the note glaring at Neville while pointing at his ears.
Neville seemed to be sighing when he read the note then shook his head when he started to write a new one. "I don't know if I CAN fix it, we need to research it and other healers and mediwizards will have to check your ears before we know anything, right now I don't even know what caused it!" He gave the note too Ron while starting on a new one. Bill leaned over Ron's shoulder to read it.
"It will take a lot of time, we've had more than 1000 victims from the war with serious or lasting injuries coming in just THIS morning! I've been working for more than 72 hours now and need some bloody sleep so loose your shitty attitude!"
Ron's jaw fell too the floor and his eyes flew wide open when he read the second note, was it really Neville standing before him? Sweet, clumsy Neville that stuttered while saying damn after picking dare, in game of truth or dare?
Averting his eyes too Neville he looked at him as if it was for the first time. At nineteen Neville still was a little round but not nearly as chubby as in school, he still had his apple cheeks and shy blue eyes. His hair was still a rusty brown curling at the ends, yes it was Neville but he was not Neville the shy and afraid boy he went too Hogwarts with, this was Neville the confident and strong willed healer that didn't have time for Ron's childishness.
"I will sign you up with one of the teachers that teach you in your home and outside of it, he or she should come by within the end of this week. Now I have other's that need help, good day Ron." Ron only nodded in reply, still stunned, but not so much that he didn't notice Bill saying something too Neville and Neville blushing and nodding in reply. He didn't ask though as he saw Bill smiling brightly when Neville left.
Bill took the notepad from Ron and scribbled something down then gave it back. "He said that you should not touch inside the ears and not to do magic on them, like a cleaning spell or something because he wasn't sure how you eardrums would react. He thought the damage could have been caused by a cutting curse but wasn't sure and… I have a date with him this Saturday!"
Bill was smiling like a fool when Ron looked up at him, Ron just shook his head and laughed, then before he realised it he said "only you Bill, only you!" without taking notice of the fact that he couldn't hear himself, which made Bill smile brighter as they walked too the apparition department.
TBC