AN: Big thankyou to my co writer amose… yes amie CO writer :P Enjoy this next chapter of emo goodness!

Oh and a warning may be needed…suicidal themes, sexual references and very coarse language

DISCLAIMER: Do you seriously think JKR would write something about Ron becoming emo? Nuh. I still don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

Chapter 2: Emo camp

Ron bent down to pick up the knife, his sister and…acquaintance's limbs thrashing everywhere. Gin-hor-ny gave out a big moan and Arnold gave a gruff grunt…Arnold Schwarzenegger NEVER moans in sex…just grunts or says "You have been Schwarzenated."

At that moment, the buff body builder/governor's leg swung out and whacked Ron in his bum, which was sticking up in the air due to the position he was in during the process of "picking up" the knife. He fell forward and, since the knife was in his hand, he stabbed himself. Ron's favourite thing, blood, gushed out everywhere.

"YES! I'M SWIMMING IN BLOOD! I mean…Schwarzeblahblah, I'm bleeding for you, why don't you love me?"

"Ew gross dude, you're weird." Arnold said. "I'm out Gin-hor-ny. I've got a state to govern…I'll be back." He slipped on some aviator shades and a helicopter crashed through the roof. He stepped in and flew away, giving a small salute to Gin-hor-ny.

"YOU BASTARD! I LOVED YOU!"

"No you didn't Gin-hor-ny. You just liked him because he was fit had an accent."

"SHUTUP RON! DON'T TOY WITH MY EMOTIONS!"

"Hey I'm the one dieing here. It wasn't supposed to end like this, I was supposed to kill myself, jump off a building, cut my wrists, shoot myself or something like that…get mum. I wanna say something to her." Ron's sister ran up the stairs and 10.47 seconds came back with…Errol.

"Here she is Ron!" She cried ecstatically.

"What the fuck Gin, that's Errol!"

"Oopsies." She giggled. Once again, she ran up the stairs and 5.63 seconds later returned with his mother.

"Oh my god RON! What did I tell you about killing yourself?"

"Something… Anyway mum I need you to do a very important job for me before I die."

"Anything Ron."

"Tell Harry-"

"Yes?"

"Tell him…I lo-" Ron was rudely interrupted by a medical team coming in, picking him up and putting him on a stretcher.

"I called an ambulance!" Gin-hor-ny yelled, laughing hysterically. "Ooooh, just wait til I tell Harry you're a homo!"

"I thought it was obvious!" Ron screamed before disappearing into the ambulance.

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When Ron woke up, he was in a very strange place. The only thing that was familiar was his mother-no errol- no it was his mother standing over him.

"Oh thank goodness you're ok."

"Of course I'm ok, otherwise the story would be too short." He sat up in his bed and looked around. Everything was white and the only furniture in the room was the bed he was lying in…very space age. In the corner he spied Hermione and, his favourite person in the world, Harry Potter, the Boy who was still alive.

"Oh. Hello there Harry." He said with a saucy wink.

"Um…hello Ron. By the way I'm very flattered about you loving me and all but…I just don't go that way if you know what I mean."

"Oh I'm not gay. I just love you…as a friend. And that wink…was just a twitch." Ron quickly made up.

"Good." Harry said and came out of the corner he was hiding in, pulling Hermione behind him.

"Ron are you alright?" Hermione asked.

"I…feel…fine." He lied. He did not feel fine. His heart was broken by none other than Harry potter. Harry Potter would die…but there was no time for that now. For now he had to find out where he was. "Mum where are we?"

"Ron…don't be offended or anything…but we have to send you away…for a while."

"What?!"

"For the rest of the summer you'll be staying with other kids who have…suicidal tendencies…like you."

"Oh. You think I'm crazy don't you?."

"No Ron-" Hermione said only to be stopped by Ron putting up a hand.

"No I'll play your little game. Maybe the people here will understand me better than all of you. Leave me." He said coldly. Hermione burst into tears and left with Harry out the door. Just before the door closed he saw Harry wipe a tear from her face and gently kiss her.

Hermione that BIATCH!!! I'll make sure her AND Harry die. Muahahahaha! Ron's musings were interrupted when a man in a long white cloak entered the room.

"Hello Ronald-"

"It's Ron."

"Oh ok. Hello Ronald."

"RON!"

"Who's Ron?"

"ME BASTARD!"

"Who's "me bastard"?"

"Never mind."

"Alright Ronald. Welcome to camp depression."

"Camp depression? I like it"

"Yes. And strangely, so do all the other kids."

"Oh alright."

"You'll be staying here for the rest of the summer. You've come of age haven't you?"

"Yes. So I can do magic?" He asked hopefully.

"No. I'm taking your wand."

"Bu-bu…" mouthed Ron hopelessly as the man took his wand.

"Now why don't you come out and meet the rest of the kids?"

"Um…sure."

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AN: Lol gotta have some Hhr in it!

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