Ah it's nice to start writing again…I've been so neglectful to these stories of mine….well onwards my fellows!

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Ron cursed angrily as the Death eater pushed him to the floor. The other Death Eaters inside the room began to laugh, a rich voice asking, "Well…You catch this mouse Pierce?" The Death Eater that had so roughly shoved Ron to the ground laughed, "Yeah he was by the rive. Wait until our Lord get's this!"

"You Lucky BasXard!"

"You'll be rewarded finely!"

"Way to Go Pierce."

"Long live Vol-AHG!"

The Death Eaters turned around at their member's cry. Ron had jumped up and began to beat the much bigger man with his bare hands. He screamed every curse that could come to his mind. Even when someone hit him with a Crucio spell he didn't stop. Finally a man, with fists the size of clubs brought his arms back and smacked Ron in the temple. Ron went flying into a rickety table and shattered it.

He sat up dazed for a second, looked around the room and let his mouth open a bit. Ron blinked once, and then fell back into the shattered remains of the table unconscious.

Ron dreamed of terrible things in that state of unconsciousness. Things that would be done to him, such as torture, starvation, and maybe even gaining control of his body with the Imperious curse. But Ron was in for a surprise when he finally woke up.

He was outside, surrounded by the woods again. His hands and feet were both tied, but his head been carefully bandaged and he was wrapped up in a cloak for warmth. He looked around a little startled when he spotted a Death Eater with his back to him. The Death Eater was tying something to an owl's leg, and watched it fly off into the air.

The Death Eater turned, and rose closed his eyes mostly, peeking out of the tiniest of slivers of an opening from his eye. The Death Eater, with his hood still up approached Ron, kneeled by him and with a shocking tenderness, brushed his hand over Ron's brow. The Death Eater rose, and turned beginning to walk off when Ron alerted the Death Eater that he was awake with a question.

"Percy…that you?"

The Death Eater turned, and dropped his hood revealing the face of Percy Weasley.

"Ron…" Percy whispered softly the two staring at each other.

There was a pause of silence, and then Percy was at Ron's side pulling the boy into his arms clinging to him for dear life. Ron was squirming and protesting to be untied, and when he was Percy was tackled with a hug. "PERCY! Thank God! When you stopped sending the letters we thought you'd been found out as a spy!" Ron half sobbed wrapping his arms around his older brother.

Percy held the teen in his arms, "I'm fine Ron, I'm fine! But what the bloody Hell were you doing out here? I sent you all a letter four months ago that the Death Eaters were all here!" Percy shook his younger brother fiercely, "What were you thinking?"

Ron's blue eyes were brimmed with tears, "We'd gotten word that they killed you and I…I came…I came out here to kill them!" Percy's face twisted, and he pulled his brother into an even stronger hug, "I'm fine you prat! Just fine…Mum is going to kill you!"

"Is that who you owled?" Ron asked hoarsely tears threatening to spill over.

"No, Mad Eye Moody…they'll be coming here to get you…"

Ron nodded and then looked at the ropes that had been around his arms and legs, "Why was I tied up?" Percy smiled his glasses slipping the slightest bit down his nose, "In case you woke up before I was gone…and didn't realize it was me…" Ron grinned, "Nah…I knew It had to be you…You're the puniest looking "bad guy," I've ever seen!" Percy chuckled softly and Pulled Ron in his lap.

"Perce…"

"Just let me hold you a bit Ronald…I missed my family so much…two years is a long time."

Ron wrapped his arms securely around his brother's waist, face in his older brother's lap. "Percy don't go back…you've been spying long enough…come home now!" Ron's muffle plea came from Percy's lap. Percy smiled down at his brother, and gently ran his hands through Ron's hair chuckling lightly. "You remember…when you found out that Dad and I hadn't really gotten into a fight…that it was all staged?" Percy asked softly glancing behind him knowing he should be getting back to the Death Eaters hide-away soon.

Ron sighed hugging his brother's waist closer. "Yeah…I could never forget."

FLASHBACK.

Ron coughed wearily as Harry rubbed some sort of potion on his chest.

"Get the name…of the night bus…that hit me…?" Ron wheezed forcing a smile. Harry didn't smile back he just frowned a little deeper. Hermione was wringing her hands nervously, eyes red from tears. She turned to Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley who where both pale and very stiff. The scariest part was Molly's dry face…her eyes were flooded with tears but not a drop fell from her Blue eyes.

"Ron…are you sure you don't know what he hit you with?" Charlie croaked from the corner of the room standing with the rest of the Weasley children. Ron looked over at his brother, and let his dimming eyes dance from Charlie, to Ginny, to Fred, to Bill, to George, and back to Charlie again. Ron shook his head, "He came in…asked for 'Arry…and bam…I don't 'member anythin'…" He coughed his chest heaving.

Lucius Malfoy had barged in the Weasley home, freshly escaped from Azkaban, and found Ron in the living room. He had demanded to know where Harry was, and soon the young boy was engaged in a battle with the older man. The man then shouted some curse the same time Ron punched him hard in chest. It had caused Lucius to fall smash his head against an uneven brick against the chimney knocked him out cold.

The hex had definitely done something horrid to Ron. He was unable to move, and had trouble breathing and had to wait over an hour before his parents came home to find him on the floor his chest slowly turning purple, as if it was a large dark bruise.

Thirteen hours later, All of Ron's chest and some of his torso had turned the dark purple, and it was apparent Ron was slowly dying before his friends' and family's eyes.

As Ron began to choke again, very stiffly Arthur turned to Molly. "Molly my love…time to contact him…tell him every detail…he'll come here himself to get rid of this." Molly Weasley nodded ignoring the questioning gaze of the others in the room.

"Who are you contacting? Mum…Mum?" Fred called after his mother but she ignored him.

Ron began to cough, and Hermione came over to Ron lifting his head the slightest so he could breathe easier.

Mrs. Weasley returned several minutes later with pillows, and cool rags for Ron's feverish skin. An hour passed and Ron had been rendered to tears from the pain and his family tried desperately to get him to calm down. "Ron…Ron listen so…I know it hurts but you're making It harder on yourself…you have to stop now…"Arthur whispered softly. Ron's hair was drenched with sweat and stuck to his face. Trembling Ron nodded, "Dad…I don't want to die…"

The room got terribly silent, and Ginny broke into a loud agonizing sob. That sob seemed to cause everyone to break as voices rose up at once, more tears were shed, and Ron's wheezing breath became louder. All this was stopped however when the door opened and in walked a face that everyone last expected. Mrs. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley immediately greeted the new comer hurrying him to Ron. It was Ron who gave a startled gasp, "Percy…?!"

Percy Weasley stood over his little brother immediately away of how awkward this situation was. Percy stroked Ron's head, "Easy Ronald…Easy…" Pulling out a small bottle he uncapped it and coaxed Ron into swallowing the contents. There was an instant noticeable change as Ron finally stopped trembling and the purple bruise immediately began to very slowly fade away.

Percy turned around and clutching his youngest brother's hand he stared at the people in the room waiting for something to be said.

"Why the fuXk is here?" Fred growled.

Arthur frowned shaply at his son, "Fred…it's not like what you're thinking…Percy and I-"

"What did he give Ron? How did he know how to stop that weird curse?!" Hermione asked tears pouring freely down her cheeks.

"Be quiet…" A soft voice croaked. It was Ron eyes half open, hand gripping his older brother's hand who had spoken. Percy turned to him kneeled, and touched his brother gently on the face, "Ron I…" Ron shook his head and smiled, "Perce…so happy…I missed you." Percy's eyes filled with tears his glassed fogging up. He threw himself on his kneed hugging his youngest brother sobbing. "Oh Ronald…Ronald! Ronnie…Thank…Ron…" Percy sobbed.

And that was when they all found out about the staged fight. Percy spying on corrupt magic officials, and finally becoming a spy and joining the ranks of Death Eater. The Dark Mark stood out so well on Percy's pale freckled skin. There had been many hugs, many promises, and many smiles.

END OF FLASHBACK.

"I could never forget…you saved me," Ron said clinging to his brother knowing Percy would have to go.

"Twice now!" Percy said smartly smiling as brother gave a light growl.

Another minute passed and Percy pulled away, "Stay here…they're coming for you. Ron…I'm really glad to see you." Ron nodded frowning grimly, "See you in another five months…when this is all over." Percy nodded back, "When this is all over." Percy stood in front of his brother, knowing that this was the hardest part. Walking away from his brother…even harder then when he had to pretend to turn his back on them.

Ron watched sadly when Percy finally turned away pulled up his hood, and took off through the forest. It was hard to be separated from your brother, but there was a small comfort to Ron that brought the tiniest of smiles to his face.

That the war would end and he'd see his brother once again.

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I hope Percy stops being a dork and makes up with his family.