Hey everyone,
So this chapter is going to start being centered around Ron and Dumbledore, but then it will switch to Ron, Hermione and Ginny, then Ginny and Colin and then Colin, Sirius and Remus – and then a REALLY angry Dumbledore who will prove Ronald how he responds when people try to trick and backstab him.
Look out, Ron,

Venquine1990

Chapter 11
Plans Made, Threats Spoken

4th of November 1994
Headmaster's Office
Ronald Weasley's POV

This is the best thing ever. Ever since that stupid brat escaped me I have been dying to get my revenge and when Lupin and Black came to be teachers, I was sure that I would get the treatment Malfoy always gets from Snape, if only because I played a vital role in Black teaching Potter about the truth of his parents' betrayal and murder.
I hated that I got degraded to a lower House – one low enough it's called a Sub-House – and believed that either Lupin or Black would vouch for me and get me back where I belong. Instead they proved that Potter has already been doing to them what he should have willingly done to me that night I showed him his place.
And the fact that everyone gets so angry at what I say about her only further proves that, changing into a girl, has unleashed the slut from within. "But instead of letting me bang her, they're now going to force me to make do with a fake. Well, I can still make that little whore pay for constantly denying me what is rightfully mine."

I think to myself as I ask: "So when and where can I bang this whore?" And the people in the room glare at me, except for Percy who strangely enough looks humiliated and the huge giant woman says: "First of, Mr. Weasley, these employees have more dignity than you. Two, we will decide where you can meet with her."
This infuriates me and I snarl: "I won't be locked away like some animal." But Dumbledore says: "We didn't mean that, Ronald. But we do know you and you are still adamant on hurting Mss. Potter. And after your last attack almost cost her so much she nearly died, we are very cautious not to give you another chance like that."

"Like any of you can stop me." I think, but don't show this and growl: "Fine. Send the employee to the Astronomy Tower. It's blocked off, far away from prying eyes and high up enough no one can try and see anything, not even from the other towers." At this the whole group looks at me warily and then Percy comes to my rescue.
"Look, he makes valid points and personally I just want that illness out of him. The sooner it gets out of him, the sooner he will stop endangering the honor of my family. And the sooner I can stop being embarrassed by him like this." He mutters in the end, yet while this infuriates me, does it also make the others in the room nod.
They then start to discuss how to get the dirty whore here and I ask: "Can I go now? I want to get ready and let the other Hyenas know that I'm ailing." Yet while Dumbledore does let me go, do I still hate how he also lets me leave with such a wary, distrustful look on his face. "When I bang that slut, you will see that I deserve this."

I think to myself and smirk as I did hear that the soonest Madam Maxime can get the filthy tramp here is next Sunday, which is in two days from now. "Good, more than enough time to execute my plan." I think to myself and yet I make sure not to let out any sounds that will betray me until I am half a hallway away from the gargoyle.
I then rush for my common room, the place that would have become my throne had it not been for Dumbledore and the others and while I hate how there is still that sound barrier in place, do I ignore this in favor of seeking out Ginny and Hermione. And when the two see me, do they instantly spot that I have something in mind.
"What happened? That tramp said they were going through some kind of plan to explain why you tried putting Potter right. What was that about?" And I quickly tell them everything. Of how wonderful it felt to be close to Delacour until Dumbledore interrupted me, what the Veela tramp explained and the solution she came up with.
"The Astronomy tower? Really? Why there?" Hermione asks and I happily answer: "Because that is the last place anyone would ever expect an interview. And that stupid slut will be bound by contract to do as I want her to. I will just have her change into Potter, have her be a total bitch and have Skeeter report the whole story."

At this my friends are grinning like loons themselves, but then a distant voice asks: "Ginny? I think I forgot to give something back to you a few days ago. Could you come with me? It's in my trunk?" And I turn around to see that Creevey brat who I ordered to take pictures last time, but who actually smashed his camera in response.
"Ugh, probably some more dumb pictures of how stupid Potter looked when he was still a fag instead of a slut. Did you manage to find out how she looked? I heard the Champions went to visit her?" Ginny asks, but I shake my head, only to get annoyed when Creevey says: "Ginny, I don't want your possessions any longer. Now."
And Ginny lets out a moan of despair as she follows Creevey up the staircase. "Sure is strange that Creevey thought of it only now, don't you think?" Hermione asks, but I shrug and say: "We haven't been together in the common room since we tried putting Potter in her place. It doesn't matter." And the girl nods in agreement.

At the boys' dorm
Colin's POV

"You know, I was in the middle of an important conversation. You were really rude, Colin." Ginerva snaps at me, but I just send her a stone-cold glare back and snap: "Enough with the bullshit, Ginerva. What is Ronald up to?" And the girl looks shocked as I say: "None of us are stupid. We suspected him the moment he walked in.
That look on his face spoke volumes if not an entire series. So, what is he up to?""Why should I tell you? You have been of no help since all of this happened. Why did you side with Potter anyway?" "Because I know where my loyalties are supposed to lie, Ginerva I-owe-Harry-Potter-a-life-debt Molly Weasley."
"That life debt is no longer viable anyway!" The girl screams, but I state: "But it was when you attacked him. Now spill the beans." But the girl just glares at me and turns around as she says: "Sorry Creevey, but I don't have to take orders from you." To which I think: "I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, I tried, but she didn't leave me a choice."

And I say: "Actually Ginerva, you do." The girl looks shocked and confused and I say: "I talked with your dad the day he came here. The day after the attack. I talked with him and told him of something I never even told you. He talked with Dumbledore about this and together, we managed to come up with a fool-proof plan."
By now a wary look of curiosity is on the girl's face and I pull a picture out of my pocket, one that shows a hallway along with two other things. And one of them makes the girl scream: "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?" Her voice loud enough to prove she is her mother's daughter as the glass shakes with its high-pitched volume.
"My camera. Muggles are able to restore pictures no matter how much damage has been done and these were yet to have been magically developed, so they didn't move when they were fixed. And this –." I wave the picture around before I say: "Is just one of thirteen copies. And Dumbledore mixed those up before giving me one.
I may not know where the original is, Ginerva, or the other 12 copies, but I do know that, if you don't do as I say, one of them will reach the Daily Prophet. And me having pulled this one out of my pocket already has Dumbledore on high alert. Special warning charm and all that. I tap this picture twice and one copy gets send off – by Fawkes."

The girl looks horrified and appalled and I say: "Like you've already been told a bazillion times, Ginerva. We – don't – trust – you. So yes, your father agreed to this safety measure to make sure he had someone here who could stop you from making things worse for yourself. Now what is Ronald up to? Answer me, Ginerva, or else."
And for extra measure do I tap the letter once, magically telling Dumbledore to tie the picture he has ready to Fawkes' claw. The girl is positively fuming, but I keep my glare at her and she snarls: "Fine! Ron suffers from some strange illness caused by the Veela and the Goblet of Fire and they plan to get him cured from it.
It requires him to actually bang a Metamorphmagus, but he plans to have Skeeter there while he does so and to have the Meta-slut look like Potter and be a total bitch. Basically he plans to just continue where he left off, happy?" Yet my only answer is a triple tap, telling Dumbledore that it was a false alarm and to relieve Fawkes.

I then put the picture back with a sigh of defeat and ask: "And you approve of this?" And the girl screams: "OF COURSE I DO! Why shouldn't I?" To which I look at her and answer: "Because I just don't get you anymore, Ginerva. I just – I just don't get why you pick your own sick desires over someone so sweet and kind.
Harry was your friend – and you killed him. You killed the boy you always claimed you wanted to marry. And what's worse, your brother actually showed me what book you stole from who knows where. It's like I don't even know you anymore, Ginerva. Either that – or all those years you were my friend were nothing but lies."
And with that do I pull open my bedside table and pull out something I had smashed in there the night of the attack. I then force it into her hands and with tears streaming down my eyes, I snarl: "Here. I wasn't lying when I said I had something of yours. It's mine no more, but it has you in it. And do me one last favor."
The girl looks at me and I make sure we are only a hair apart before I hiss: "Burn it. Burn it the way you burned our friendship. I've known for years that you were the one who attacked me, Ginerva, and I never cared. Never – because I thought that really wasn't you who attacked me that night. Now I know that was wrong.

That was you – because this is you. And I don't want anything to do with someone like you anymore. Goodbye Ginerva." And while I know that it's actually my own dorm and that I should just use the Gryffindor magic to banish her the same way I let it allow her to pass, do I still just storm out of the dorm and then the common room.
I ignore both sides of the common room as they shout for me and think: "I am not going to let Ronald continue these disturbing acts of his. It's time I prove I'm a Lion answering to the King of the Pride." And I rush over to where Lupin told us he is now sharing a common room and personal chambers with Professor Black.
I stop in front of the portrait that shows two canines prowling protectively around a bit of foliage in which rustling can be spotted, proving that there is something inside it that the two canines are very protective of and I say: "I need to see Professor Lupin, his future goddaughter is in danger. The Weasley wants to strike again."
And the canine that represents Lupin rushes off to the left of the portrait while the other canine takes a protective stance in front of the foliage. And a minute later the portrait opens and Lupin says: "Mr. Creevey, come in." And I step through, amazed at how the amber brown furniture compliments the grey walls and blue carpet.

"What's going on?" I then hear Professor Black ask and see that he and Lupin are sharing a couch while there is a chair set ready for me to sit in and I sit down as I say: "Ronald plans to continue where he left off. Dumbledore actually found out he has an illness that made him act like this and he plans to take advantage of the cure."
This makes the two share a dark look and Lupin says: "Tell us more." And I say: "The only thing I know is that Ronald is under some illness caused by the World Cup Veela and the Goblet of Fire and he needs to – well – be intimate with a Metamorphmagus. And Ronald plans to have Skeeter there when he does this."
At this the two both growl, their sounds proving that there is some kind of canine in Professor Black and he growls: "He's planning to have the Metamorphmagus look like Jillian." At which I nod and say: "And then he plans to treat her as his – well – ehm – ugh, I can't say it, it's too demeaning of Jillian and her rights."

The two nod at this and Lupin says: "Thank you for telling us, Mr. Creevey. May I ask how you found out about this?" And I growl in disgusted, pained anger: "Ginerva. I – I had to force her to tell me. I got permission from Mr. Weasley to do so, so he could go home and know that someone was keeping his daughter in line."
"How exactly did you do this?" The man asks and I mutter: "By being no better than her. I have this picture that, if it reaches the Prophet, will do the same to her as Ronald plans to do to Jillian." At this Lupin nods, but then Professor Black says: "Mr. Creevey, you and your actions are nothing like those of Ronald an Ginerva."
I look up at him and he says: "You did this because you saw no other choice. They do this because they want to. You did this and hate yourself for it. They do it because they believe they can and like believing that. It is your intentions and how you are affected by your actions that makes you the polar opposite of them."
"Since when did you turn into Dumbledore?" Lupin then asks and Black shrugs as he says: "Don't we all need to emulate him from time to time?" Actually making me laugh as I think: "Giving solid advice while also being a jokester. I can't wait till I have his class tomorrow morning." And with that do I happily leave back for my dorm.

The next morning
5th of November 1994
Great Hall, Hogwarts
Dumbledore's POV

"I do not like being made a fool, Ronald Weasley." I snarl the minute I see the boy enter the Great Hall and he looks shocked before I say: "The Metamorphmagus will arrive tonight and you will meet with her and me in my office. You will remain there until she has cured you and you will not make a single complaint.
I myself will retreat to my chambers and I will provide you both with a bed to spend the night on. And Mr. Weasley, if you dare voice your objections, it will go at the cost of your sister's reputation. Understand?" And while Ginerva whitens, does this seem like the motivation for Ronald to angrily grumble: "Yes Professor."

"Good, tonight, after dinner." I tell him and then sit down, not even sparring the thought to explain to the school why I decided on this course of action and having put a silent spell on my last question to make sure Ronald wouldn't try and throw a pity party over it either. And a single glance at him tells me he realized this too.
The boy glares at me, but I link my mind with his and growl: "The representatives of the Ministry were actually ready to haul you off to Azkaban for your words, Ronald, just so you are aware of where you stand with us adults in power." And I make sure to emphasize the last two words before breaking the mental link.
And while the boy looks dazed for a few short moments, does he then shake his head and turn back to his food, his manners still atrocious but his handling proving that I have indeed managed to finally intimidate some respect and proper fear into him. Yet just by looking at who he's sitting with do I know that will not be for long.

"I can only hope that when Ronald is cured, he will stay away from those two. And I need to find a way that they can meet with that expert Olympe mentioned when she heard of Ronald's plans. I really hope that man can find something. The notion that they could be affected by his curse is, sadly, one Mss. Delacour swept off the table."
And while I wonder what could have led those two girls, one who had – at one point – been in line for the Lily Potter award, down the path they are walking, do I wonder if telling Mss. Granger of this and then reminding her of the name of the award will help break that ego the girl seems to have built up for herself without me noticing.
"And without Jillian noticing either. I don't like it, but I'm glad Jillian is now rid of the girl. I can only imagine how she will flourish now she is no longer forced back by someone so determined to shine brighter than anyone else." And the rest of the day I envision just how, education wise, Jillian might soon start to shine.

Time will only tell.
Okay, so this chapter wasn't really as long as the others, but I really didn't feel like adding the scene where Ron actually does the Metamorphmagus girl for two reasons. One, I feel I am already pushing the M rating with all this mentioning of rape and intercourse. Two, Metamorphmagus remind me of Tonks.
And no, I'm not against potential RemusxTonks ships, I just can't stand the thought of writing something so horrid about a character so similar to a character I actually like. Okay, so Tonks isn't in my Top 5 or 10 Favorite characters and I NEVER understood LupinxTonks, but I still don't like writing such a scene.
Sorry guys,

Venquine1990
PS. Yes, this will be part of the final confrontation scene between Jillian and Ron – which will still happen regardless of Ron being cured. He'll just be a little less – like he is now, I guess. Still easily tempted to be like that, but only when triggered.
His usual self then.