Where I Want To Be

Don't get me wrong

I'm not complaining

Times have been good

Fast, entertaining

But what's the point

If I'm concealing

Not only love

All other feeling.

Jenny

10/24/10

4:55 p.m.

Once the radio station was up and running, Fred and George made some magic pamphlets that broadcasted the radio station, and I snuck into the Ministry and put them everywhere where people who needed the news would find them. I left them all over the more secure sections of the Leaky Cauldron, and after an interesting trip to Hogsmade, managed to pass some out to Ginny to give to the kids at the school to send home. We took every precaution, especially with Draco all anxious about my safety. I finished passing them out unscathed, and fairly confident that they wouldn't fall into the wrong hands; Fred and George made them after all.

Then Tonks and Lupin broke their most excellent news and it sent everyone into high spirits- except Lupin. I had to bug him and remind him constantly about all the support the child would get, but he wasn't that keen on listening. Finally, (much to my relief) Bill invited them to their cottage for awhile, and Tonks (who had grown more and more attached to me since her pregnancy) insisted that I come as well. She was only just starting to show, but when she wanted her way, she was downright vicious. Bill and Fleur were easy going enough, so I soon found myself sitting on the cliffs overlooking the sea, wrapped up in a charmed blanket to keep warm as snow started to fall, turning to sleet and then rain.

It was miserable weather, but I was happy. Kingsley was still on the run, Draco and I were safe, the full moon was almost here (and I'd be safe this time) and Tonks was pregnant. She was such a joy to be around, I couldn't help but picture her spawn with a bit of envy. I loved kids, and her child would be getting such good traits, magic, and the personalities of Lupin and Tonks.

And, there was Draco.

Once I had opened up to the guy, it felt too blissful to be real. Brian had vanished from my mind along with the guilty thoughts that came with him. Draco, even though he could be an egotistical prick, had such a great personality otherwise. He cared about me, but gave me enough space and sarcasm to not be overly clingy. But when we were both in kind of a snuggling mood, he was the perfect level of clingy, there, warm and damn muscular.

As I watched the sea some more, despite the slashing rain, I thought about Hermione, Ron and Harry. How were they doing in such crappy weather? I hoped they were all happy, dry and safe, whatever they were doing. I missed Hermione a lot, she knew me almost as well as Draco, even more so, even though we had only spent a few days together. We were both socially awkward, so we fit together nicely, and I missed her company.

A loud crack and a loud voice swearing made me leap away from the edge and scan the night. The house was safe, only friends and family knew where it was…so who Apparated here and why? I watched the dark shape of the person stagger through the gate. "Who's there?" I asked firmly, melting away into the darkness and moving behind the person, just in case. I could take them out better that way.

"Ron." Ron panted, and I hesitated, even when he asked, "Jenny? Is that you?"

"What game did I compare Quidditch to?" I asked.

"Basketball, whatever that is. Jenny, where are you?" He asked, turning on the spot and looking around. Then he seemed to realize the times and asked me a question in return. "What injury did you get from your first transformation on your face?"

"A scratch all the way across." I said with a slight shiver, and walked slowly out from the darkness as to not scare him. "Ron, what are you doing here? Oh, shit, your hand is bleeding!" I carefully took his hand in mine to examine it, and saw that three of his fingernails were gone.

"I…Jenny, can you keep a secret? We found one of the things we were looking for, but we had to wear it so that we didn't lose it. But, Jenny, it messed with my head, made me think and say things I didn't mean. It made me so mad that I just left them, after a huge row. I splinched myself, and as soon as I Apparated, I wanted to go back. But we put protective enchantments around our camp, I can't find them again." He confessed in a rush, and for the first time I noticed his eyes were damp.

"Oh," I said stupidly, trying to think, and to understand his code names and came up empty. He must have meant the locket, but other than that, I had no idea what the hell he was talking about. "Ron, it will all work out, but come inside, so we can heal your hand. You've missed a lot," I chattered aimlessly, trying to take his mind off of things. By the time we reached the cottage, my hand was covered in his blood. "Fleur!" I called, shoving Ron into a chair in the living room, which was hard considering he was a good foot taller than me, and twice as buff.

"What? I waz cooking ze meal…Ron?" She stopped in surprise in the doorway to the kitchen. "What are you doing here? Aren't you with your friends on your special mission?" He blinked as she came over and rapped her wand on his hand, and it stopped bleeding, and with another rap, the blood vanished, and she cleaned me up too as I answered for him.

"Ron just needs to stay here for awhile. He won't even tell me why." I worked to sound annoyed, and it came off perfectly. As Fleur huffed and went to get him some food, he shot me a grateful look.

"Oh, Jenny, you missed Tonks and Lupin. Zey had to leave, zomething about ze Kingsley hunt. It may be nothing." She said, seeing my face.

"Kingsley hunt?" Ron asked in disbelief. I rubbed my temples as Fleur gave Ron a plate and went to tell Bill the news. "What did she mean, Jenny? Was Kingsley kidnapped or something?"

"No…not exactly. When I said you missed a lot, I meant it. I'll have to start from the beginning to have it all make sense." Ron gestured impatiently, so I started. "Draco agreed to be questioned under Veratisereum. He said some things…that made me look suspicious. I had been visiting him, well the attic, because it let me get away from everyone…everything. The only reason he agreed to be questioned is because he asked me to tell Kingsley when I was up there, saying he wanted to help us, well help me." The look on Ron's face was hard to make me continue, but I did anyway. "I had to lie to Kingsley, saying that I had been going up there to beat him up, instead of the more cordial visits we were having. Draco was obviously asked about that, and Kingsley freaked out." I sighed and put my elbows on the table, then cradled my head, remembering.

"Well? Then what?" Ron had somehow managed to eat everything already, and left me with nothing to distract him with. I spoke to the table as I finished the story.

"Kingsley tried to use an Unforgivable Curse on me."

"WHAT?" I mean, I knew he didn't like you, and vice versa, but this is Kingsley! He's been on our side forever!" Ron was so pale, his freckles stood out in almost perfect contrast to his face.

"I know. He was kicked out before we could erase his memory, and he won't come in or apologize, so the Order is hunting him down, he knows too much. I was questioned to clear me of any wrong doing, and Draco was cleared too. Were…friends now. Well," I said hastily, seeing Ron's face again, "A little, well, a lot more than that, were sort of…together. But he makes Wolfsbane Potions for the Order, and other Potions, so Lupin and I are safe. The full moon is only like a week away." I changed topics as fast as I could.

"Together?" Ron said in a strangled sort of voice.

"He helped me when I was…not in the best mind set. He likes me, and I like him." I said this firmly as I could. I wanted Ron to approve, he was a good friend.

"Merlin's Beard…they cleared him completely, right?" He added suspiciously, and I laughed tiredly.

"Everyone trusts him, ever since he helped me out, kept me laughing." I skated over the bear trap accident and was determined to keep him in the dark. If he got back to Harry and Hermione, they would flip out, and so would he.

"I don't like it." Ron said instantly, and I sighed.

"Tough luck, he's staying. Speaking of couples, Lupin and Tonks finally got together, and Tonks is pregnant." I dropped a bombshell to change the subject, and a huge grin went over Ron's face. I mentally thanked every god out there that Ron was easily distracted. I knew him and Harry and probably Hermione wouldn't like it, but they hadn't been at the questioning.

"Pregnant? Good god, everyone is getting in a relationship! I bet they got married too." He added sarcastically, running a hand through his hair, which was really long.

"Actually, yes, they did. They did it in secret." Ron swore under his breath and rubbed his face, looking tired.

"What else?" He asked. A great thought leapt into my mind.

"We started a private radio station, so that people who are secretly, or not so secretly resisting can have accurate and up to date information. It will be perfect for you guys, so that all these bombshells won't get to you to badly. Well, we won't talk about personal things, but you know what I mean." I rambled slightly, but Ron looked thrilled.

"That was brilliant thinking on the Order's part! Anything more?" He asked, and I felt my insides do a guilty sort of dance. I should tell him about the bear trap incident, but I didn't want him to have any more worries. I pushed the guilt away.

"No, I think you are all up to speed." I said, and smiled tiredly at Bill as he came rushing in, and gave Ron a good solid man-hug.