Chapter 14

No, please no, don't kill Harry, i was begging, but i was standing there, face wide with pleasure, my hands stretched out, moving closer to him, my heart beating faster at his touch, he was weak, his head cut practically in two, the blood, fucking hell the blood, it wouldn't stop, i couldn't stop, i was the reason for the blood, pushing him hard against the stone floor, banging his head repeatedly on the floor, he lay in a puddle of his blood, but he was still alive.

"Ron, please, your not you, please," He kept saying, i wasn't me, that was a bit of a leap, of course i wasn't me, i was just watching, horrified, disgusted, pleading with myself to stop, but i was weak, and becoming more weak, he had control of my body, he was using my shaking hands to do his bidding, to kill Harry. And it was working, my leg reached out and kicked him hard in the gut, and he made a grunting sound, i screamed inside my own head, but it was no use, because with Harry's pleading voice, and grunts of pain, i could still hear him laughing.

"Ron, wake up," Harry's voice was soft, he wasn't asleep, he couldn't sleep, he held Ron's shaking body tight, as it fidgeted, as it screamed. Harry had cast a silencing charm on the bed, not to wake up any one else. Ron wouldn't wake up, he was covered in cold sweat, his head moving all over the place, Harry had to hold it still, in case he hurt his neck. "Please Ron, its okay, I'm here wake up."

"Harry?" Ron's voice was cold, as he slowly wake up, "I didn't mean it, please Harry."

"Its alright Ron, Don't worry I'm here." Harry held Ron close.

"No, you can't be there any more," Ron said, and rushed out of the bed, Harry followed him down into the common room, where he sat on the chair.

"Ron, talk to me please?"

"Don't you get it Harry, i can't talk to you, i can't be with you any more." Ron said, he was crying hard, Harry moved forward, Ron moved back. "Don't you get it Harry, he is using me, I'm his fucking puppet, and he is going to use me to kill you."

"No, Ron, you don't know what your talking about." Harry was crying now as well, as his heart was breaking.

"I do know what I'm talking about, or would you prefer me to be Harry Potter's stupid side kick, that never knows what any one is talking about?"

"No, Ron please i didn't mean it like that."

"I did, i can't be with you any more," Ron said, "Its better of this way Harry."

"How is it better of this way Ron?"

"Because now, i can't be close enough to kill you."

"You not being near me will kill me." Harry shouted, and ran up to his dorm, crying hard, he threw himself onto his bed, pulling the blankets over his head, as if he was shutting the world out.

0x0x0

"Morning Ron." Hermione smiled, "Where is Harry?"

"Don't know." Ron mumbled, and went to walk out of the common room.

"Wait, we said we would meet in the morning." Hermione said, and pulled Ron, "What's happened, you look terrible."

"Just fuck off will you." Ron spat and pushed himself away from Hermione and out of the common room.

Hermione waited ten minutes, before Harry, who didn't look much better then Ron walked down.

"Harry, what is going on?" She asked.

"He broke up with me." Harry mumbled, and sat on the common room chair.

"What?" Hermione asked shocked. "Why?"

"What does it matter," Harry said, "Lets just go, we'll be late."

Hermione sat with Harry in the great hall, both searching for Ron who was no where to be found, "Harry, professor Dumbledore wanted me to give this to you," A first year smiled and handed him a note, Harry recognised the slanted writing, and opened it.

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"Lessons, me and, Ron." Harry could hardly say his name with out crying, "We have to do extra lessons with Snape, and this is just the time." Harry handed Hermione the letter, "I should tell him."

"Want me to?" Hermione asked, Harry nodded, "When i see him i will, eat up Harry."

"Not hungry." Harry said as he picked at his toast, he kept looking at the doors, wondering where Ron was.

"Don't care, eat." Hermione reminded him of Mrs Weasley, and he ate slowly.

0x0x0

Their first lesson was Transfiguration, Harry sat next to Hermione, the bell went, and Ron wasn't there yet, looking around hopelessly, Harry couldn't see him any where, as Professor McGonagall appeared, he knew Ron wouldn't turn up.

"Well done Miss Granger." She smiled happily, as Hermione achieved the task of the lesson, turning a table into chair, and moving it around the class. "Ah Mr Weasley." Harry's heart skipped a beat, he turned around to see Ron walking in the class, "I trust everything is okay?"

"Sorry, i was with..."

"I know, take your seat," Ron smiled weakly, and sat at the empty seat in the back.

Hermione walked over to Ron at the end of the lesson, and he looked up, and then looked back down, "You got a lesson with Snape and Harry after dinner tonight."

"Thanks." Ron said sheepishly, "Sorry about this morning,"

"Its okay," Hermione smiled, "You can borrow my notes tonight, so you can catch up with what you missed."

"Thanks, is, he..."

"He is heart broken Ronald." Hermione said, "You don't look much better."

"Thanks." Ron said, forming a small smile.

"Why did you?"

"Look, you wouldn't understand okay, please leave it?"

"Sure, but, I am here for both of you."

"Thanks." Ron said, "Tell him, never mind." Ron said, as soon as the bell went he rushed out of the class.

"Where is he going?" Harry asked, Hermione shrugged.

"He was asking about you Harry." Hermione said, Harry shrugged. "He wanted to know if you was okay,"

"Well thanks to him I'll be fine." Harry said, receiving odd looks from Hermione.

"Potter, stay behind please." McGonagall said, Hermione left Harry alone with the professor. "I know your upset Harry."

"No you don't, you don't know the half of it." Harry said.

"You think so?" She asked. "I have spoken to Ron, and he is extremely scared about you."

"Scared about me?" Harry asked.

"He shows know concern for his own well being, he refuses point blank to take the potions to make him stronger,"

"What why?"

"He thinks, and he is smart in thinking so, that if he keeps the person controlling him, and the dreams will still occur, and he will be able to find out who it is, and why they are doing it, however, if he continues, it will destroy him."

"Well force him to take the potions," Harry said.

"he hasn't taken any,"

"But, last night, i swear he took it,"

"No,"

"But i saw him."

"He lied, he told Dumbledore this morning, that is why he wasn't in class,"

"So, he wont take the potions, and this is going to kill him?"

"Slowly, yes." She paused and looked at Harry, who was close to tears, "I am sorry Harry, he told me he, well, he told me what happened last night, and he told me why."

"Because he thinks him being near me will kill me?"

"Yes." She said, "He is wrong."

"What?"

"If, and this is a big If, the person controlling Ron wanted him to kill you, he could have done it several times, yes?"

"Yeah." Harry said. "Then why is he?"

"I believe, and so does Dumbledore, we think that he is trying to scare Ron, make him unable to protect himself, and make him so mad, that he will end up killing himself, we believe he wants you to be alone, it has nothing to do with killing you, its personal between that person, and Ron."

Harry stared, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What can we do?"

"We have to find out who has cursed him." She said, "Then stop them."

"Before its too late." Harry muttered.

"Yes, we need your help."

"What can i do, he wont talk to me."

"You have to make him, he needs to drink the potion."

"Okay, i will make him." Harry said stubbornly.

"Yes, i think you will." She said, "I know its hard for you Potter. Being gay, being who you are, having every one know about it."

"I don't care who knows, i love Ron, and he doesn't see me as the chosen one, he sees me as me, just me,"

"Yes, he cares about you very much." She smiled, and told him to leave.

Harry was on a mission to find Ron, he looked every where, the great hall, the room of requirement, but he wasn't there. He walked around the castle grounds thinking where else he could be, and saw the familiar hut, that belonged to Hagrid, feeling as though he had no where else to go, he walked over to the hut.

Hagrid, the friendly giant was sat out side, with, Harry couldn't believe it, but with Ron. Harry walked down slowly, "Ello Harry." Hagrid cheered, Ron looked up and then back down.

"Hi Hagrid," Harry smiled, "Ron, we need to talk."

"No, we don't." Ron said, "Thanks for listening Hagrid," Ron said before walking off. Harry ran after him, pulling his arms, and pushing him on the floor, Harry saddled him, and kept him from struggling free.

"Yes we do." Harry said breathing hard. "Your not taking the potions."

"Nope." Ron said simply.

"You have to take them." Harry said, "It will kill you if you don't. Don't try to be the hero Ron,"

"Why, so you can be?"

"No. i don't want you to die." Harry was close to tears, but held them back. "If you don't take them, you will die, and i will follow you."

"What?" Ron asked blinking away tears.

"I mean it, if you died, i would die, Ron, you have to listen to me, They're trying to kill you, drive you completely mental, so you will kill yourself, it has nothing to do with me Ron."

"What are you?"

"Listen to me, just shut up!" Harry screamed, and Ron shut up. "Its nothing to do with me you idiot, not everything is, there is some one who hates you, and wants you dead, that's why they are doing it. That is why you can't give in to them. They want you to leave me Ron, and your giving into them."

"I thought..."

"You said forever Ron, and you left me."

"I didn't want to."

"But you did." Harry said, crying freely now. "Please Ron, take the potion."

"Okay." Ron said, and Harry got up, and started walking away. "Wait, Harry."

"No Ron, you don't want to be with me, it is fine, just take the potion okay."

"I want you Harry, please, i am sorry i was a toss pot,"

"Really?" Harry asked, turning around.

"Yes, i love you." Harry smiled, and Ron walked up to him, and kissed him passionately.

"I love you too, before anything, potion." Harry grinned, grabbing Ron's hand and walking back to the grounds.