AN: Hallo you all! Nice to know, so many peoples still like this fic of mine. It was nice to hear from you two; Irena and Michelle. Irena, I must say that Ron is not through with Percy yet.

If anybody is still wondering if Krum truly raped Anna then answer if YES!

Disclaimer: I do not owe any HP character or Dumas novel.

BARON RÖNNSKÄR

CHAPTER 13 A SURPRISE CALL

It had been four days since Victor Krum was found from his home after committed a suicide. For four days the ministry had been running up and down to solve the scandal. They finally came to a conclusion, after hearing both Anna and Hermione, that Victor Krum had in fact committed the crime he was accused of. Hermione had told confidently to the ministry that Victor had been having somewhat violent nature.

Ron was walking back to his castle in Scotland. He had met Natasha Blackwood in an inn near and given her the instruction to her next mission. Krum had been buried that morning. Ron of course hadn't gone; it really wouldn't have looked good for him to appear there. Yet, even when he wanted to crush Krum, his death had brought no satisfaction to him. Ron had hoped Krum would be imprisoned and live rest of his life broken. Still, maybe this was better way, at least Hermione's daughter didn't ever have to visit daddy in jail.

When Ron arrived to the castle he heard from the house-elf that Neville Longbottom had come to visit Anna. Ron was worried that Neville would accuse Anna for lying to him. Ron had notice the growing tie between the two.

Ron came closer to Anna's rooms and heard two peoples talking. Not shouting, but talking. Ron, as much as he hated interrupting them, knocked the door. He heard Anna calling him in.

"Excuse me, Neville" Ron said as he entered "would you mind if I talked with my sister?"

Neville, who had been surprisingly close to Anna on the couch, stand up. "Of course not" he said, surprising Ron with a smile. Ron knew that smile. Neville has fall in love.

Neville left the room and Ron stand for a while. He noticed trunks in the corner of the room before starting to speak. "What are you planning to do now?" he asked.

Anna looked at him and sighed. "I think I'll be going back to Finland for a while. I have some friends I'd like to meet. Friends who were there for me when Krum…did what he did" she finished, little shaken. Ron had always seen her as a determined young woman.

"It certainly didn't bring any satisfaction, did it?" Ron asked. Anna didn't need to ask what he meant.

"No, it didn't. But it need to be done" she said.

Ron nodded. "Do you need any money?" he asked.

Anna smiled. "No, I'm fine. I rather miss my old life".

"I know what you mean" Ron said, looking around expensive furniture in the castle he owned. None of this is me.

Anna stood up and walked to Ron. She put her hands behind his neck and hugged him. "Thank you, for giving me chance to make justice" she said.

"You don't mind that I merely used you to make it easier for me?"

"No, I don't" Anna said and let go of him.

Ron kissed her forehead. "You've been a sister to me for over a year now. I wouldn't mind if you didn't become a complete stranger to me" Ron said.

"I'll stay in contact, veli" she said.

"Sisko" said Ron smiling, before starting to walk to the door. "Have you made all the travelling plans already?" he then asked.

"Neville made them for me. He is coming to visit in Finland for a while" she said.

Ron had an amused smile on his face. "Hope you two will be happy. He either hadn't had the best past" he said.

Anna nodded. "I know, he told about his parents and Luna".

Ron was surprised. I hadn't heard Luna's name said aloud in ages. I really should visit her grave, she was a great friend. Neville wasn't able to talk about her after she was killed. Maybe this will be good for them both. Ron moved to the door and looked one more time to Anna. "Näkemiin" he said, smiling.

Ron stepped outside and waved Neville to come back. Just before Neville entered Ron stopped him. "Hope you don't blame her of anything that has been happening" he said.

"No, I don't" Neville said, sincerity shinning in his eyes. "I hope we will see again, Baron".

A lopsided smile came to Ron. "We will and do call me by my name, Neville. My name is Ron".

Neville's eyes winded but before he could say anything Anna appeared and pulled him inside the room. Ron went to his room, chuckling.

It was hours later when Ron woke up from his nap, as he spends most of the nights planning his next move. A house-elf had appeared to his room. "Mrs Krum is here to see Master" elf said.

Hermione is here?

"I'll meet her in the library" he said, figuring it was the only possible place to meet her. He was slightly nervous. Has she come here to blame me or…?

Ron dressed himself properly and went to library. Hermione Krum was in there, dressed in black.

"Mrs Krum-"Ron started but had hardly even opened his mouth.

"I buried my husband today" Hermione said, her face unreadable.

Ron visibly gulped something he hadn't done in years. She still has that effect to me! "I am sorry. As hard as it to probably for you to believe I didn't wish his death" Ron said, and in a strange sort of a way, he was telling the truth.

"Stop that…stop that…" Hermione muttered and was visibly shaking now.

Ron went to panic. "Stop what? Please, Mrs Krum, stop what?" he asked.

Hermione's head snapped up and she looked at him through her tears. "That! Stop acting like we are complete strangers! I know it is you! Or if it isn't you then I'm insane. Which is it?" she burst out.

Ron took a deep breath before answering. A small smile appeared to his lips. "I never believed I could fool you" he admitted.

Hermione let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. There was a moment of silence as she composed herself. "We were told that you were a traitor, that you were executed. Where have you been?" she asked.

Rob sighed. He wasn't ready to tell her, not yet. So he decided to avoid the question. "Do you believe that I'm a traitor?" he asked.

"No" Hermione said and shook her head. "I never did. I never once doubted your loyalty. But if you weren't killed what has happened to you?" she demanded.

Ron looked around the room. "Well, for one thing I've become illegally rich" he said.

"Ron…" Hermione said.

Ron looked at her know pleadingly. "Please say it again. Say my name".

A tear slipped to Hermione's cheek. "Your name is Ron Weasley" she said.

Ron had a sad smile. "Feels good to hear you say that name, 'Mione" Ron said. And as he said Hermione's nickname, that only he was allowed to use, he said it with his voice, without the fake Scandinavian accent. "When did you guess it was me?" he asked.

"Honestly, Ron, you didn't think I'd recognise you? I started to suspect it during the day you came with Ginny. You fooled everyone else, your own sister and Harry, but not me. I wasn't sure it was you immediately and I wasn't before Victor's questioning, where I heard that your sister is not really your sister. I did try to make you confess during the ball…" she was interrupted by Ron.

"Confess, you say? Why should I have confessed anything? I am not a criminal! I may sometimes use not so legal ways, but result has never been for selfish reasons".

"What about Victor then? You drove my husband to a suicide!" she yelled.

If Ron would have been able to think clearly he would have laughed at the way they were fighting, just like in school. "Your husband raped a young woman! Should I have let him go unpunished?" he was also yelling now.

"I'm not defending his actions! But you wouldn't have given a damn about that incident if you haven't needed it for your own revenge! For what, for marrying me! What should I have done, Ronald? You were gone! I thought I would end up live alone! You don't know how hard it was for me to start to live again when all I wanted was to die and join you! I never loved Victor like I've always loved you and because of that crime of mine my little Melissa is left to grow without a father!" she yelled and cried at the same time.

Ron stopped yelling. He looked down in regret. "I'm sorry for your daughter, Hermione. I have never wanted to hurt anyone or thing that is even slightly part of you. But why do you think I was gone? What took me from you?" Ron said silently and calmly.

Hermione was quiet for little while when the comprehension dawned to her. "What did Victor do to you?" she asked.

The cleverest witch of her age, Ron thought. "I can not tell you it all now. I can not tell it all more than once. I think my mother suspects my identity also". Ron was quite little while. "A week from now…no, five days, five days from now it will be Sunday. Make sure everyone will be at the Burrow at dinner time. Ginny, Harry, my parents, twins if needed and…and you. Then I will tell you, to you all" Ron said.

Hermione looked at him and nodded. She understood that whatever it was it was painful to Ron. She felt confusion and anger towards her late husband. "Very well" she said and started to walk to the door.

"And one more thing…don't tell anyone else about this" Ron said. Hermione nodded. "If you want to have little more information about what happened to me I'd suggest you to notice the election campaign day after tomorrow" he added.

Hermione didn't understood what Malfoy's election had to do with this and without a word left the room.

Ron collapsed to the arm chair. "The finale is arriving sooner than I realised" he muttered. He decided to ask house-elf to bring him sleeping potion, he wouldn't otherwise get any sleep. And he needed to prepare tomorrow for Malfoy's campaign.

AN: Next: Ron is after Malfoy.

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