Ron had a miserable week. His two best friends had been sleeping all through it, he had a pile of homework the size of a mountain, they had lost at Quidditch because Harry had been asleep, he had been bored, and he was worried about what would become of the trio now that 'the thing' was happening with Harry and Hermione. He had finally come to terms that what was happening was meant to be and had accepted it, but it didn't stop him feeling miserable. He had stopped eating all the junk food and became salubrious all of a sudden. But for now the sun was up, morning had come, lessons were going to start soon and Ron being Ron was snoring loudly while Seamus, Dean, and Neville were getting dressed. Seamus decided to do the honours since Harry wasn't here to do it. Nearly everyone in the school had tried interrogating Ron about Harry and Hermione, but Ron had kept his lips were sealed.
Seamus sighed and went over to Ron's bed, kneeled down, gently leaned over, and shouted in Ron's ear as loud as he could, "WAKE UP RON"! As any person would have done he jumped up terrified, his sheets that were tatty and ripped flew off him and feathers from inside the sheets went fluttering up to the ceiling and landed gently but messily on the floor.
"What the hell was that you idiot" Ron moaned disgruntled and disorientated. He rubbed his eyes and got miserably out of bed thinking of the day ahead, he had Herbology first that he wasn't in the mood with, then he had double Potions with Slughorn and didn't fancy being asked and pestered by him about where Harry was again, and then he had Defence Against the Dark Arts with bullying Snape, then a free period where he had to complete his Transfiguration homework on how to turn chairs into Hinkypunks, and his Defence Against the Dark Arts homework on how to perform patronuses.
"That was getting you to wake up so you wouldn't be late for breakfast and your lessons" retorted Seamus putting on his tie and shoes. Ron walked over to his freshly ironed clothes that he hung up last night and replaced them with his pajamas. He walked out of the portrait hole and made his way glumly down to the Great Hall. He sat down next to Neville who was pouring milk over his coco pops and began his breakfast by having a slice of toast for healthy carbohydrate, a bowl of Bran Flakes for his healthy portion of fibre, and an apple for his fruit.
"Why have you gone so healthy all of a sudden Ron?
"I dunno Neville I just suppose I haven't had the enjoyment of having things so I just haven't had the enjoyment of what I normally eat, suppose it is stress or something". Neville shrugged and returned to slurping up his cereal. After finishing breakfast Ron made his way to Herbology with Neville.
He wasn't concentrating on what he was doing in the lesson and the venemous tentacular that they were supposed to be re- potting got so annoyed and so aggitated that it bit him angrily and viciously on the leg and Professor Sprout had to drag him away and tend to his leg. It was very rarely that one of Professor Sprout's students needed to go to the hospital wing because she knew exactly how to treat people with injuries from her plants. Ron's looked particularly nasty and after cleaning him up and repairing his leg she shouted at him for being so lazy and lacking concentration.
"Bloody thing biting me for no reason, last time I stick up for those plants" he grumbled walking through the grounds to the dungeons. There was quite a heavy wind blowing against them, it was surprising since it was sunny and warm when they walked to Herbology, now it was cold, darker, and windy, what was going on with the weather?
The dungeons were no better, they were just as cold and dark as outside. Slughorn set half of the room to make a potion of sleep, and the other half of the room to make a potion for fire that could burn on anything, even water and ice. Unfortunately for Ron he was on the right side of the room when Slughorn was telling them what to do and that was the side to make the more difficult fire potion.
He drew closer to his potion to keep warm and thought about Harry and Hermione waking up at midnight tonight. "Why is it always midnight" he muttered to himself. He was pouring some salamander blood into the potion and looked around the dungeon thinking about the night ahead. This was Ron's biggest mistake because he was not concentrating on what he was doing, so that led him to dropping the whole jar of salamander blood into the cauldron which caused it to explode violently.
BANG! Ron was flung off his feet into the space behind him and knocked Professor Slughorn over as he went. Slughorn pushed Ron off him and looked around at the chaos in the room. The students were screaming from fright, the ruined contents of the cauldron was flowing on the floor but was being cleared up by some Gryffindor students, and papers, jars of liquids and plants, tables, chairs, shelves, cabinets were all on the floor consequently because of the explosion. He looked at Ron incredulously and flared "MR WEASLEY, GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM THIS INSTANT, I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ENRAGED BY A STUDENT...GO!
Ron didn't need telling twice and bolted out of the classroom while the raging Professor was restoring his classroom back to it's former self. He decided to go to Hagrid's for the hour and a half left of the lesson until it was time for lunch. He climbed the mouldy stairs leading out of the dungeon and across the Great Hall and out into the grounds.
The weather had gotten worse, the clouds were now a faint purple and what looked like to Ron to be swirling around the castle, he must have been imagining it, although the heavy rain that was pelting him he wasn't. He ran to Hagrids with his cloak above his head and knocked on the door. Hagrid answered it and looked puzzled at his visitor.
"Ron what yer doin' 'ere, aren't yer supposed to be at yer lesson"
"Yeah, I got kicked out, I made a potion explode by accident so Slughorn chucked me out so I thought I would come and see you...can I come in cause it is freezing out here and I'm getting drenched". Hagrid stepped aside swiftly to let him come in and could see that he was numb to the bone with the rain and cold. He sat him down by the fire in his big armchair and got a blanket to warm him up and gave him some hot chocolate. As Ron drank it his face lit up and he didn't feel so sad and lugubrious anymore.
"Thought yer could do with tha'". Ron smiled.
"Yeah, I have had a bad week, I can't wait till Harry and Hermione to wake up from that sleep that Dumbledore put them in". Ron suddenly thought about what he just said and clasped his hand to his mouth. "It's alright" Hagrid chuckled, "Dumbledore told me all about it, apparently they 'ave made tha' special room where Harry and Hermione are, invisible so that only the people who were there when it was made can see it.
"So that is why Madam Pomfrey wouldn't explain to me where the door was when I went to visit.
"Nah it's because Dumbledore said that it would interfere with their connection, complicated stuff but Dumbledore said ta me tha' it needs to be theirr emotions alone so no one can visit unless he puts a spell on 'em that sorta makes 'em emotion-proof" he said beaming at Ron's stunned face at Dumbledore telling him all this. "
"I can't wait for lunch, I'm starving"
"Well Ron I 'ave some.
"No thanks Hagrid, I'll wait till lunch". A window blew open at that moment and the wind knocked down a couple of kettles and pots from the roof of the hut and the rain sprayed the floor. Hagrid jumped up and closed the window in haste. Ron got out his wand and levitated the kettles and pots back to their homes and vanished the water, he then refilled his hot chocolate and conjured some into Hagrid's mug. "You've gotten good haven't you Ron?
"Well I had to do something this week didn't I, anyway, what is wrong with the weather today?
"I don't know, it is weird isn't it, yesterday it wa' sunny and hot, now it looks like a storm is gonna come, a bad one too" he said looking out of one of his small windows in his tiny hut. A flash lit up the skies and ground and then a rumble was so loud it seemed to shake Hagrid's hut.
"Ron it isn't safe 'ere, we need to go back ter the castle now" he said grabbing his moleskin coat and picking up his umbrella.
"Wha'...why?" murmered Ron picking up his cloak while his expression turned sour, he didn't fancy going outside. Hagrid opened the door and a gust of wind nearly blew even him back. He picked up a rope and tapped it with his umbrella to make it strong, then he tied it tight around Ron, then around himself. "Righ' come on then" he bellowed over the expressive thunder and torrential wind and rain. Hagrid stepped outside and Ron did after him with great effort, but they were linked so it was quite safe.
The view was intense. It was beyond anything that Ron had ever seen before. What appeared to be 'sparkling purple clouds' were swirling around the the school in the sky. Shiney purple orbs seemed to be circling around the roof of the school, the lightning that was striking was also a deep consentrated purple. It was truly magical, but frightening, what could be causing it?
Hagrid brought Ron back down to Earth by pulling him on the rope and they began the journey across the grounds. "Come on Ron" shouted Hagrid over the storm. He was shivering with the cold now. Ron saw the etchings of a big door that had to be the door into the Entrance Hall.
They heard a big crash and a tree came hurtling their way, they both froze in terror and Ron instinctively got out his wand and cried "IMPEDIMENTA". The tree stopped and then returned to it's journey slowly. "Quick Hagrid, the spell will wear off any second". Hagrid understood immediately and picked up Ron and ran as fast as he could to the door. They reached it finally and threw the doors open. They jumped inside just as another tree came down and squashed Hagrids hut to the ground.
Professor Mcgonagall came through the doors of the Great Hall and down the marble staircase. "At last, oh thank heavens you are both ok". She pulled them into the Great Hall and announced that they were now safe. The ceiling in the Great Hall was an amazing sky. It looked like sheer dark purple electricity crackling and fizzing and joining, the orbs were exploding. It looked different being right under it, or what was more inside, than just looking from a distance like Ron and Hagrid had.
"That is now settled, everyone is safe" smiled Dumbledore now obviously happier. "Mr Weasley, come with me" he said.
The Purple Storm would be a night remembered for years, no one who had been to Hogwarts when it happened would forget it, it would go down in Hogwarts A History and other books. Nobody knew what caused it, apart from Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley and Albus Dumbledore that is.
"Professor, where are we going"? asked Ron as thunder erupted so loud it shattered several windows inside Hogwarts which instantly repaired themselves.
"To the Hospital Wing.
"Why? Hermione and Harry aren't waking up for another half an hour.
"I shall explain in a few minutes, forgive me to ask of your patience". He opened the door to the hospital wing and held it open for Ron to go in first and then he followed and closed the door quietly behind him. "I am going to perform a complex spell on you and myself that keeps our emotions inside our own personal boundaries so they don't effect Harry and Hermione's, is that ok with you"? Ron nodded. Lighning struck the top of the tower but didn't have any effect on the structure thanks to the spells on Hogwarts, but it sure frightened everybody in the Great Hall.
"Cordis Divortium, now we may go in". Dumbledore went over to a blank space on the wall and touched it with his hand, a door appeared which he opened. The both went inside, all that was inside the room was a bed with Harry and Hermione in each others arms, there was no light but the room was illuminated mysteriously. Harry and Hermione who were bathed all through the week in a multicoloured aura was now a deep, dark, consentrated, purple. This made Ron's eyes roll, everything was purple tonight.
"As you have noticed the aura now surrounding Harry and Hermione is purple, much like the strange and mysterious weather, well this is because the dreamless sleep spell I put on them at the beginning of the transformation is wearing off, and so their emotions are allowed more access to their powers and so this storm that their powers have created is getting steadily worse. The spell will wear off completely very soon and we need to perform it again for the remainder of the transformation. Now because they have become so powerful because they are nearing the end of this, I cannot perform the spell for it will just rebound off them, this is the reason why my spell is wearing off. I need you Ronald to go into their minds and hearts and perform the spell.
Ron stood their taking every bit of information that Dumbledore was saying until the last part of his long sentence. "You want me to do what now? How am I supposed to do that.
He smiled patiently and said, "Even though Harry and Hermione share a bond of pure love, all three of you share a bond of pure frienship, that is how you are going to do it, do not worry I will talk you through it, but first you need to get yourself comfortable on the floor". Ron got on the floor and sat with his legs crossed and got himself as comfortable as he could.
"Ok, ready.
"Very well, picture yourself on a boat, you are gliding along a lake of the smoothest water". Ron breathed in and out while doing as the Headmaster instructed slowly, he had never heard anyone talk as slow. "You do not have a care in the world, all of your emotions are behind you, and you are leaving them and going somewhere else. You are nearing a green glade with Harry and Hermione waiting for you. You reach the end of the journey and you are now with them, you get off your boat and you join your friends".
It was so surreal, it was like Ron was actually there, in his own world, in the world he had conjured, and not as though he was still sat on the floor and picturing it in his head, yet he could still hear Dumbledore's voice.
"You take out your wand, and point it at both of your friends. Repeat after me, dormio absumconiectura". Inside Ron's mind he said exactly what Dumbledore said, Harry and Hermione fell gently to the ground and he was ejected from their minds. Ron felt woozy and dizzy and cluthed his head. "Are you ok Ronald?
"Yeah, just abit queazy". He looked up and saw the multicoloured aura surrounding Harry and Hermione. They exited the room and closed the door behind them and when Dumbledore took his hand off the handle the door vanished.
"Well done Mr Weasley, you don't know what you have done, you have saved Harry and Hermione and you have perhaps saved us all". Ron beamed at himself. Dumbledore looked outside the window of the Hospital Wing and saw that the chaotic storm had subsided and was now a beautiful night, the moon was brightly shinning, the stars were twinkling and all was how it should be. Ron had really saved them all from a terrible fate, the storm could have been anything, a portal for chaos and destruction, a source of power to dominate, it could have even been an apocolypse, but Ron had stopped it before it was too late.
"When are Harry and Hermione going to be waking up Professor"? He got out his watch that had planets and other strange symbols and things on and said "Any moment now, we might aswell go back into the room so Harry and Hermione aren't confused". So they both entered the room again.
The couple on the bed were stirring and the aura vanishing, Ron watched excitedly until the aura had completely faded out and both Harry and Hermione were awake. "Have we been asleep a week"? asked Hermione rubbing her eyes. Ron nodded and then all of a sudden jumped on the bed and yelled laughably "Sooo, tell us what you were dreaming off"! They both went scarlet red.
"Wh-what do you mean, Professor Dumbledore put us into a dreamless sleep" stammered Hermione. Harry could not bring himself to speak. "Noo, the spell wore off because you two were becoming too powerful and you both created the massive purple storm and so the only way for you to do that would be if you had a dream about something" giggled Ron clearly enjoying himself teasing them.
"W-w-well" started Harry also stammering. He opened his palm and a box appeared in it. He pulled Hermione up gainly and got on one knee. He opened the box and took a ring from inside it. It was an 18ct silver Gold Diamond Ring. There were diamonds going around on the top of the ring, and in the top centre there was a beautiful square diamond.
"Hermione, will you marry me"?
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
To see Hermione's ring PM me and I will send you the link. Also I left a cliffy, will she say yes? Will she say no?