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Ginny watched her brother from the corner. He had been in front of the fire for at least an hour since he had gotten back and didn't seem to realize her hiding place. Then again, since he had been back, Ginny didn't know what to expect from him. She jumped when he began to speak.
"You must be uncomfortable." She looked around the common room and then realized that he was addressing her. She stood slowly and carefully made her way over to his side. His gaze stayed fixed on the fire. "Sit down." She sat. She observed him, searching for a former self that no longer inhabited the body next to her.
"You've changed..." He snorted.
"If you know as much as I do, then you wouldn't be jumping for joy either." Ginny frowned.
"What's going to happen?" Ron looked up at her, regarding her with mild interest.
Gelon bowed before Voldemort.
"You called..." Voldemort nodded.
"What's going to happen?" Gelon smirked, interest flitting across his evil, yet some what handsome features.
"First we will practice..." He answered.
"Harry's training will continue..." Ron answered, gazing intensily into Ginny's awed pools of chocolate. She sat there, amazed, as Ron explained the events of the next two days.
"Vor Emalek will be made ready..."
"There are preperations that must be made..."
"Deals broken..."
"Promises kept..."
"She will seek out the one..."
"The call will be made..."
"Then the fight will comense..." Gelon finished, eyes glowing with anticipation. Voldemort stood.
"What deals will be broken?" Gelon shrugged.
"It is not of our side, but of Weasley's." Gelon answered. Voldemort didn't look satisfied with the short explanation, but decided to let it go.
"Have you had enough practice?" Gelon bowed.
"Master, the accomadations you have provided for me have been most generous in my regeneration. I thank you. I still have one more day..." Voldemort nodded.
"Then get to it."
"Do you know the outcome?" Ginny asked quietly. Ron gazed back at the fire.
"No..." Ginny watched her brother for a moment then touched his shoulder. She hated seeing him like this. She wanted to take away the burden he was carrying.
"You will get her back... you and Harry are a team... I know you'll get her back."
Ron avoided the Great Hall the next morning. Everyone had seen Ron's return and were all anxious to see him. All of course except the Slytherins, most of whom mysteriously vanished. Including a one Draco Malfoy. Ron shrugged it off, merely saying that some Gryffindor will deal with that tommorow.
Everyone was preparing for the Halloween Dance, which had been pressed by Dumbledore to go on as scheduled. Select students had actually been told what was really going to happen tommorow and were in the DADA room practicing spells, much to their dismay, with Snape. Surprisingly he had stayed behind, leaving Harry to mutter darkly to himself as he practiced privatly with Toran and Gimlet. Ginny was slightly peeved at the behavior, not having seen Harry since their trek in the woods and only having her over agressive brother for company. The rest of the Weasleys were in a meeting with Dumbledore and McGonagall. No students had been allowed in.
Currently, Ron was pacing in front of the fireplace whose embers had flamed to a dangerous roar. The cause, the students who had been allowed into Gryffindor House speculated, was the redhead's inability to control his one emotion. He was at the moment talking to both Harry and Oca, who was hovering above a very nervous crowd.
"I told you Harry, I can't tell you anymore about Voldemort. It's not my job to know," Ron explained. Harry frowned.
"Doesn't your creature know anything?" Ron was silent as he listened to the whirlwind.
"He doesn't know anything about Voldemort..." Ron said tiredly. Seamus decided to pipe up, his eyes still fixed warily on Oca.
"You've told us a lot of things Ron... but one thing you've been avoiding is Hermione. What's going on with her? And where exactly did this Vor Emalek person come from?" Several others nodded, stating that they also wanted some answers. Ron closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He knew this was coming.
"Look... Hermione's being controlled. The person who's controlling her is a creation of mine... well more like a subconsience creation. I purposely make her up."
"What does she do?" Dean asked.
"Vor Emalek is basically the complete opposite of Hermione." No one got it.
"Opposite?" Dean pressed. Ron rolled his eyes.
"Well... she's not the complete opposite. She still retains some of Hermione's characteristics. She's still a persistant bint and a nagging pain. The only real difference is that she's an overbaring whore."
"What!" Harry exclaimed, staring at Ron with disbelief in his eyes. Ron rolled his eyes.
"It's true. Vor Emalek's just an extremely smart whore, and she usually get's what she wants..." Ron suddenly stopped, his eyes glancing over to Oca. Dean leaned into Harry.
"Does that thing talk?" He whispered, eyes on Oca. Harry nodded.
"Yeah... but only Ron can hear it." Seamus made a drinking motion and Lavender broke out into silent giggles. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Ron's not drunk."
"Sure..." Seamus said, pointing to Ron. He was currently in a discussion with Oca. Harry smiled slightly, but ignored Seamus's conversation with Dean on how Ron had been hitting the drinks a little to hard.
"Ron!" Harry called. The redhead turned.
"What?" Ron asked, slightly annoyed. Harry shifted slightly, trying to find the right words without upseting the simmering volcano.
"It's getting dark..." Ron's head snapped to the window and a deep growl erupted from his throat. He walked over to the small portal and gazed out, glaring at the woods that taunted him with their gloominess. He looked up to see the clouds swell, expelling rain that pounded against the glass, torturing him with a judgment that only the heavens knew. His eyes lit up as lightening cracked and thunder rolled, beating the song for the battle forthcoming. That's when Ron saw him. Emerging from the woods like death, Gelon appeared. Pulling back his hood, Gelon's eyes roved over the exterior of the stone fortress and easily found Ron's and sparks flew. The tension of the connection seemed to crush the little air that was in his lungs, but he kept strong. The loathing each one felt for each other was forgotten. In that moment there was an understanding. An understanding that only two enemies could feel. Hermione was forgotten. Vor Emalek forgotten. Voldemort didn't matter and Harry wasn't a factor. The army behind him drifted into the background like a forgotten dream and the deatheaters escorting him disappeared. All that was left were two men, for the first and last time, understanding each other. Time seemed to freeze, useless against the powerful connection being made. The storm's violence seemed like childs play as Gelon and Ron stared at each other. Then in the few moments that the calm had maintained, chaos came crashing back in and with it the lust for each others blood. Ron let out a screeching howl, shattering the silence the connection had bestowed upon the common room. Everyone screamed, cowering to the ground, covering their ears as the note held. Ron slammed his fist against the glass, demolishing them. Eyes red, Ron glared out into the accusing storm and the forboding woods, the figure gone.
A/N: WOW! I LOVED IT! A lot of long comments for the last chappie. They were all great and really helpful.
ronandmion4ever: Ugh! English! I hate my english class! Freaking Lord of the flies is a complete pain in the arse!( mutters darkly under breath about something that sounds mysteriously like a knife and spray paint.) :-) Don't worry about the parenthasis. I love using them! I know I didn't put any Hermione in here but I really wanted to do this thing where people actually get a glimpse of what Ron's become.
Gag Hafrunt: I hope this chappie was clearer. I'm always welcome for helpful critisism. Thanks for the tips!
Wesker888: I usually have to say this to connieewing, but please don't fall of your seat!
Coconut Girl: I love creepy too! Like I said to ronandmion4ever, sorry about the no Hermione. I just liked the way it was going and then I realized it was going to be too long for my standards so I abstained. Maybe the next chappie.
Chapter Tease: I know it's short!
"Please Ginny." She shook her head, tears pouring freely down her cheeks.
"I want to be there..." Harry kissed her lips gently and slowly, savoring the moment. Her tears fell faster at the contact.
"You promised me..." he mumbled against her lips. "You promised me you'd stay safe..."