Author's Note: I DID NOT NOR WILL EVER CLAIM THE CHARACTERS OR PLACES, PERSONS, OR THINGS THIS STORY IS BASED OUT OF AS MINE. The story however the story line in which im playing with J.K. Rowling's characters, persons, places or things; is mine. I accept all criticism. I am just seeing how well I can do this thing called the written word. So, thank you for your honest opinion. On to the story. MA content inside. Some bashing of a weasley family and some friends. One very heroic interpretation of a very mystical side of a weasley and some friends. Woo hoo let's get it started.

Chapter 2:Fury of a carrot top.

After the talk with Snape, still awkward, Ron ran with reassured fury to the gryffindor dorm to confront his so-called friends. That's when it hit him Snape actually took his question seriously he didn't patronize him like Snape does regularly with all students. While he was deep in thought he got knocked down by a body. "What do you think you're doing blood-traitor?" said a furious and pompous ferret.

" None of your business snake" shouted the fury stricken Ron.

" Oy blood-traitor speaks for himself for once." Ron looked at Malfoy

" That's Rich coming from you considering you must take after your father. Or have you finally stopped viewing for his approval." He raised an eyebrow like Snape has done several times before.

Draco looked astonishes at Ron, "well, well it seems you have been misjudged." and Malfoy walked off to his own dorm.

Ron was amazed he won on his own for once. His fury abated he continued walking to his dorm.

Once he found himself in the gryffindor dorm he saw once again Hermione helping Harry with his homework. He scoffed and looked around for another person to talk with, Ron stopped in his search to ponder the fact that he doesn't have and has not made any friends to much outside of Harry. "Well, what a great time to start…" whispers Ron to himself.

All he notices as far as gryffindors does is Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnigan, then some first and second years.

Just as he starts to turn to go to the pond or something he sees Hermione glare at him. He shakes his head and walks out the portrait. Who needs them to anyway.

Once at the pond he sits in wonder, Seamus and Neville where always Harry's friends more than anything to be his. Maybe he can venture out to other houses and make his own friends that way. As that thought passes he sees Snape walk briskly from the castle and towards the dark forest while putting on a jacket. Curiosity in place, he stood to follow taking the appearance of Snape as a sign to make him his new friend. Only one more year of school, and he wouldn't be his student anyhow.

~Snape's New Shadow~

Snape was rushing out of the castle because of an ingredient he needed form the forest. He had to go deep in the forest to find it. Once a good length into the forest his senses of self preservation showed itself 'whose stupid enough to follow.' when he was deep enough to not cause a commotion, he turned with his wand raised.

"No don't cast" shouted the idiotic gryffindor.

Snape lowered his wand, "Mr. Weasley you have no idea how close you were to being hexed into oblivion." Snape looked at him with arms crossed and eyebrow raised. "Explain yourself now." he roughly demanded.

Ron shivers, "Sorry Sir I just wanted to um..Kinda hang out with you." he shyly responded.

"Well you cannot, go back to the castle now. I do not have time for this." he pinched middle of his brow between his finger and thumb.

" well can't I maybe learn from you, by helping you."

"No, i will not teach you outside of class. You are close to a detention with Filch."

"Please Sir, i feel like you may be the only person who will give me a place i deserve. I don't want to be around stupid gryffindors anymore. Who treat me like my wants and need are not valid." he looked at snape with hope and stood with confidence.

" Fine then weasley, but, you give me distance when i request it. Am i clear?" Snape turned and continued expecting Weasley to follow. When he didn't hear extra footsteps " come along Weasley i don't have all day to search for a lost boy." he sighed.

Ron immediately jumped and followed after Snape with a smile.

This happened for months and slowly Snape became accustomed to Weasleys presence. Like a comfortable shadow. So, comfortable he wouldn't know what to do with himself if Weasley ever stopped being around him.

The reason for the contemplation is the weeks remaining before the holidays and Weasley has not told him if he was going home or staying at the castle.

"I can ask him tonight when he shows." Snape remembered how their time started as learning, but as the seasons changed progressively turned into just spending time together and talking. Weasley is much more mature than his age dictates or he lets on.

Snape waited in his quarters for Ron-no-Weasleys arrival. Once he heard his knock on the wooden door he swished the firewhiskey in his tumbler before setting it down and opening the door to reveal a disheveled Weasley "what on earth weasley." He indicated he should walk in and handed him a glass of water. Then got his medi bag of healing potions for after his meetings, then sat Ron on the sofa in front of his table so he could settle down in front of him. " Now what happened, no lies." he sternly requested before beginning to get the dittany and a cloth to get the small scratches on Ron's face.

Ron took a sip of water and stared pas Severus in thought hearing but reluctant to respond. Till he heard "out with it Weasley." the gruff aggravation in Severus voice.

" I quarrelled with Harry again this time he physically fought me and i punched him in the face. He is currently laying on the dorm room floor. Of course he could two in before that." he looked directly in Severus eyes, in fear of seeing shame, and all he saw was amusement.

Snape put the dittany down after being done, and just looked at him " weasley i thought someone had messed with you. I guess you can take care of yourself, good."

"I thought you would disapprove of my methods of retaliation."

"Weasley, the brat accosted you. Therefore, any retaliation is warranted."he went to grab Ron's hand but stopped before it lifted off the edge of the table. 'Nothing can be done with R-Weasley, bloody hell, Ron isd not an adult and his student. Even my hanging out with him is crossing a boundary.'

"Professor, I wondered if i stayed for the holidays do you think it would be alright to spend it with you." he fiddled with his shirt sleeve, he always did when nervous the hamdie downs great for that.

" of course Weasley stop your fiddling." and took his finished glass of water to the kitchen adjoining his sitting room.

Over in the dorms…

Harry groans "gods what happened" and slowly lifted himself off the floor. Him not remembering anything of how he got there.

In the library…

" that boy was suppose to meet me here an hour ago." mumbled Hermione, waving her wand again to see the time.

The headmasters office…

The all seeing mirror, " Albus, the boy is with Severus again. Shouldn't it be stopped?"

"No they need each other" Albus smiles with a sparkle in his eye.