*A/N: this chapter will begin as Harry, Draco, Bill, George and the Aurors reach the second level to look for the girls and Ron, and show the events leading up to Ron knocking George unconscious. Just thought I'd mention that so there wasn't any confusion?*

Harry led the way up the first set of stairs, knowing it led to the printing room where he had questioned Xeno about the Deathly Hallows so many years ago. He could see three set of foot prints set into the dirt on the steps, two small and one large.

He silently pointed them out to those with him and his company nodded; Harry continued cautiously up the stairs. He poked his head into the room, recognizing the circular layout. The printing press lay on it's side, papers scattered about with black stains on them, presumably from the ink. Books were shredded, pieces of glass lying around the room from a broken window.

"Ok," Harry whispered, "I think the coast is clear."

As soon as he spoke a blast of light issued from a corner of the room. Harry ducked, grabbing Draco's arm and knocking his wand out of his hand, as he pulled him down. Harry watched as the spell hit George who fell backwards, Bill catching him.

"Ron!" Bill shouted but Ron laughed manically, shooting his wand again. Various objects that had been scattered around the room flew up. Harry shouted down to Draco, "we need to get closer to him!"

Draco nodded, grinding his teeth and, along with Harry, began to crawl up the stairs slowly and across the floor. Once they were up Draco turned to give the Aurors a hand but another blast was fired, and the entrance to the room was blocked.

"I spotted Bill drag George out," Draco shouted above the noise.

"And the Aurors?"

"Trapped, and presumably knocked out,"

"Shit," Harry muttered, "I guess it's just you and I then. The stairs to the bedroom is across the room, right over…"

"Where Weasley is standing?" Draco growled, spotting a closed door.

"Yeah," Harry gulped, the room becoming suddenly silent. They exchanged looks, moving their eyes around the room for the red haired man.

"Malfoy," both men jumped, spinning around to find Ron standing a few feet away from them. "Here for your precious girls, are you? And I see you brought a friend, didn't know you had those."

"Ron," Harry said slowly, "Ron it's me, it's Harry."

Ron scoffed, "Nice try mate, but Harry would never been seen helping the likes of a Malfoy."

"Ron," Harry said raising his hands slowly, "look at me Ron, look. It's me, it's Harry."

"Shut up," growled Ron, "if you know what's good for you neither one of you will move."

Harry and Draco exchanged glances; Draco couldn't help but notice that with Ron standing where he was now, the door to the upstairs was left unprotected. If he could just figure out a way to get there…

"Weasley," Draco growled. Ron's eyes narrowed as he glared at the blonde. "Where is Potter then? I'm surprised he isn't attached to your hip! And Granger to, where is she? Aren't the three of you inseparable, the golden trio as they so gallantly call you?"

Ron's eyes flickered just the slightest at the mention of Hermione but they clouded over just as quickly, "shut up Malfoy. You don't know what your talking about."

"All I see is that you are here alone, outnumbered. My friend and I can easily take you, even you aren't that brainless to figure that out. You've never been the smartest, that was Granger. It's always been Granger."

"Shut up," Ron growled, fingers clenching on his wand, but Draco noticed something. The more he brought Hermione up, the more conscious he seemed to come. Ron's eyes flickered over to Harry, and for a slight moment recognition crossed his face.

"Malfoy what are you doing?" Harry hissed to Draco, but he ignored him.

"Know-It-All Granger, that's the only way you were able to even pass at Hogwarts. If it hadn't been for her you would have flunked out, am I right?

Ron's face was growing more and more red, turning the colour of beets.

"You would have been nowhere if it hadn't been for her," Draco said.

"Shut up!" Ron screamed raising his wand. A crash sounded and the objects blocking the entrance to the room was cleared. Draco and Harry ducked, covering their faces as debris flew everywhere. Slowly raising his head Draco noticed two things; one, that Ron hadn't been the one to cast the curse, and two, that another figure was now in the room with them.

"Hermione," he breathed, before his voice growing angry, "Hermione what are you doing here! You're supposed to wait outside!"

Hermine glared at him, hands on her hips, as Harry got to his feet as well. Looking around the room he saw Ron coming out from behind a chair. He shook his head, muttering darkly under his breath, and glanced around the room. His eyes fell on the brunette girl, hands on her hips, scowling at Malfoy. Hermione. He saw Harry standing there, dirt covering his face, glasses crooked on his face. They were both standing near Draco Malfoy. Ron started laughing.

"Now who's outnumbered Malfoy?" He spat, walking around the chair and standing a few feet away from his friends, "Where'd your little friend go? Run off scared of a fight? You Slytherins have always been a bunch of cowards."

"Ron," Hermione said staring at the red headed man. She had hardly recognized him, he looked almost nothing like the boy she had once known. The beard, the long hair, and the crazed look in his eyes.

"Hermione," he said smiling, "you came, and Harry too! You and Harry came! I have them, Hermione, I have Malfoys girls locked away upstairs!"

"You," Hermione said sputtering, "Ron, they're, you,"

Ron nodded eagerly, "he tried to take you away from me, Mione. Malfoy tried to take you but I have you now, you're here!"

"Yes," Hermione nodded, "yes Ron, I'm here now. I'm right here. You have me. You can let Draco's girls go now. You don't need to take anything away from him anymore. You have me back. Let him have his girls back too."

Ron shook his head, "no, Hermione, no. I can't do that. No, no, no, no, no," he began shaking his head. "Malfoy tried taking away the most important thing to me. Now I'm going to take away what's most important to him."

"Dad," a voice whispered. Hermione and Draco whipped around to the door way, hearing the familiar voice of their eldest daughter. Hermione's blood ran cold. Ara, she was there. She was there, in the house, with Ron. All three of her girls were now trapped in this house with the crazy man that was now Ron Weasley. She could have cried.

"Ara," Draco growled angrily, fear flickering in his eyes, "turn around, go. Get out. Now!"

"Another child," Ron spat.

"Ron," Hermione said, "you don't have to do this. I'm right here, Ron. I'm here now."

Ron shook his head.

"Ron," Harry said, "c'mon mate. We can't hurt children."

"Dad," another child's voice said and this time Harry's blood went cold as he turned to see his eldest child standing just behind Ara.

"James," Harry said, "what are you doing here? Are you out of your mind?"

"Don't get mad Uncle Harry," Teddy said coming up behind James.

"Teddy," Harry growled.

Ron was staring at Harry with disbelief, "your children are friends with Malfoys daughter?"

"What?" Harry said quickly, "no, Ron, no it's not like that."

"Traitor!" Ron spat, "you're a traitor!"

"Ron, no," Harry said trying to reason but Ron's face was red again, the colour that had faded upon seeing his old friend, returning. He clutched his wand, fingers going white, and a burst of red light blasted out of the wand, hitting James in the chest.

"No!" Harry screamed running towards his son, who had fallen backwards, Teddy catching him. "No, James," Harry said. He turned to glare at Ron. "How could you? My son, Ron, my son!"

Ron's face remained emotionless.

"You have to get him to the Burrow," Hermione said kneeling next to Harry, "go, Harry. Go! We'll be fine. Take Ara with you."

"No," Ara screamed at her mother. "I'm not leaving my family!"

"Ara," Hermione demanded.

Harry clutched onto James, "Teddy hold my hand, and grab Ara's too!"

"I won't do it," she fumed.

Teddy grabbed onto Ara's hand, staring intently into her eyes. Ara glared at him, full of distrust and hatred as he tried to take her away from her family. Just as Harry turned to disapparate, Teddy let go, her fingers slipping from his grasp. Harry disappeared with James and Teddy, but Ara remained.

A/N: Alright what'd you think? Sorry it took a bit longer than expected to get this out, I planned to post it last night but ended up going to bed basically the moment I got home from work, and then I was going to post it this morning but got busy cuz my husband was in a baseball tournament all day and I wasn't home... but I finally got it out!

I'm sorry to my one reviewer who basically hates me for putting the family in this situation! But I had to make the story interesting didn't I?

Only 4 more chapters to go! Please review!