Author Note: The Weasley Twins created dreams in a bottle. They are supposed to be happy but your mileage may vary. Remember when dreams go bad they can go very bad.

(Trigger warning: Nightmare images, implied insanity, drug addiction)

Ron Weasley threw back his magnificent cloak to draw the sword of Gryffindor. Its mighty blade singing with the sheer power in Ronald's arm. He stalked forward thew wind ruffling his hair magnificently, his cloak curling around him as he prepared to free his trapped friends.

The Horcrux threw its energy tendrils out to try and ensnarl him the way it had Harry and Hermione. The two of them squirmed in its grasp trying to free themselves and failing. Ron parried several strikes with the sword perfectly. Sending the bolts of magic harmlessly into the sky. Drawing his arm back with a mighty shout he swung down with a mighty cleave, mightily sundering it asunder.

As the Horcrux shriveled and died its tendrils dropped Harry and Hermione to the ground choking and coughing.

"Gee Ron. Thanks for saving me again. I really owed you. I hope I can be as mighty as you someday." Harry managed to gasp.

Hermione picked herself off her knees to grasp Ron around the waist. Looking adoringly into his eyes she breathlessly exclaimed, "Oh Ron! I can't wait for this horrible war to be over so I can have your babies. Put your mighty seed inside me now please!" She begged.

Ron looked deeply into her golden brown eyes with his steely blue orbs and shook his head, "No can do darling. There is evil in this land. Darkness spreads its dark tendrils and only I can bring forth the light. For this land is our land and we must fight for this magnificent land or it will not be our land any more."

Harry gasped, "What a guy!" As Ron kissed Hermione and turned away. Her knees buckling as he strode away.

"Come you two we have work to do, or do you want to live forever?" He said as he apparated away.

"Wait come back Ron. We can't follow you!" Harry called out.

Hermione smiled widely, "I can find him Harry. My heart will always follow him."

Ron was standing in the middle of the great hall when Harry and Hermione finally caught up with him. He was sneering at a kneeling Snape he was holding at sword point.

"Ron that's a professor. What are you doing?" Hermione gasped as she clutched her hands over her chest.

"He is in league with the dark lord so must be dealt with. You might want to look away if you can't handle this."

Harry turned his head shamefully. Hermioen girded herself, "To be worthy of someone as mighty as you I have to watch this."
"I knew you were made of sterner stuff." Ron grinned at her. Turning back to Snape he demanded, "Tell me where the dark lord is. Where you dark and evil dark master hides!"
Snape looked up sneering, "I'll never tell you. A weak pathetic Weasley. Someone who doesn't even know Gazpacho soup is meant to be served cold!"
Ron growled in anger, "Last chance foul dark follower of the dark lord. Tell me or die!"
"Strike me down hero. You will never win!" Snape opened his arms wide and raised his face to the ceiling, a prayer to his foul master on his lips as the sword of Gryffindor separated his head from his shoulders. It rolled across the hall to the feet of Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy. YOU serve the stinking dark lord too, speak or join Snape!"
Malfoy wet himself as he fell to his knees, "Oh please, please don't hurt me. I'll do anything you ever want."

"You're weak as water. All I want from you is for you to tell me where your dark lord is."
"He's hiding at our home. He's in the main dining room. You'll have to get through all of the defenses and even someone as mighty as you is not mighty enough to overcome them."

Neville stepped forward, "You have my wand."
Luna joined him, "And my brains."

Lavender stepped alongside, "And I'll give you all the moral support you want!"

Ron laughed mightily as the others in the hall all groveled to fight alongside him.

"I have the power of Gryffinder!" He said raising the sword over his head causing a mighty crack of thunder and lighting to form in the ceiling. Everyone friend and foe alike cowed backwards from the mighty hero as he apparated out.

Lavender gasped, "What a guy. I want to have his babies."

Hermione slapped her, "Stand in line bitch. He's mine!"

Ron slew Death Eaters to the left of him, to the right of him, in front of him, even some that had tried to sneak up behind him he slew because he simply knew. His mighty senses led him to the grand dining room of Malfoy manor.

"So you have finally come at last hero. You think you alone can defeat me? I am eternal!" Voldemort gasped out, hissing from his fanged maw, the blood red eyes glowing over his scaled noseless mockery of a face.

"You're nothing. I've pushed bigger pieces of crap out after taco Tuesdays." Ron sneered twirling the mighty sword of Gryffindor causing it to make a whirring hum sound.

"Then let us fight For this is my house you are in now!"
The battle was mighty with sword versus wand but Ron was just too mighty. The strength in his arm and the power of heart was too much for Voldemort and the shade was soon destroyed and laying dead at his feet. Ron had just pulled the sword from the dark lord's chest when he felt a dagger stab him in the back. Spinning around he saw Percy standing there, "Ahh the cruel yet inevitable betrayal eh brother dear?"
"I'm the shining star of this family. I am the practically perfect prefect that protects propriety."

"Your fancy words will not deter me Percy. Have at you!" Ron yelled swinging the sword mightily causing Percy to fall on his cauldron.

Percy raised his hands holding the Head Boy badge out to Ron, "Please, please take the precious you deserve it more than pitiful Percy does. Please spare Percy. Show mercy master!" Percy begged.

"I shall spare you. For I am merciful. A true hero is merciful to the weak." He said and strode off to return to Hogwarts.

"What a guy." Percy said before falling to his knees coughing "Pollum, Pollum."

Harry came running up, tears of gratitude in his eyes, "Oh thank you Ron. Its over, its finally over and we can go on with our lives now?" He gasped in his quakey voice.

Ron paternalistically patted Harry on his head, "Of course its over. Was there any doubt."
"No of course not Ron. You're the best friend a guy could ever have." Harry enthusiastically gushed, "Can I marry your sister and give her lots of babies?"
Ron chuckled, "Oh I suppose you can."

Harry grinned before running off, "Gee thanks Ron. I'll never forget this."
Striding up to Hermione he tossed the sword of Gryffindor to Neville, "Here take care of this for me kid."

Hermione, Lavender, Luna and a host of other girls all stood staring at Ron with wide excited eyes, their faces turned toward him in excited grins.

Throwing his arms wide he grinned, "Alrighty, who wants to make some babies? Gimmie some sugar baby!"

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Neville was standing in the dorm watching Ron moan making kissing noises in his bed. Harry walked over while Seamus sat on the side of his bed staring in amused horror.

"Think we should wake him or let em miss breakfast?" The Irish boy asked.

"Seems like he's having a really happy dream." Neville observed.

"Well of course he is. He took this before going to bed." Harry frowned holding up a small clear bottle. The label on it said, "Weasley Wizarding Wheezes patented happy dreams in a bottle. Why have a normal dream when you can have a Happy one!"

"Great. He can sleep in for all I care." Neville harrumphed then stomped out followed by a laughing Seamus and Dean. Harry set the bottle back on the nightstand before noticing the small print on the label. "Warning. Not all dreams may be as happy as other. Not responsible for things your sub-conscious dredges up to place in your dreams. Use responsibly."

Harry frowned as he had been given one of those things by the twins as their silent financial backer. He walked out shaking his head as Ron murmured out "Oh yes. Who's a good daddy. Who's a good daddy."

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Hermione was sitting in the library trying to read the assignment Professor Slughorn had given them but it was a warm stuffy September afternoon. She kept nosing forward until she hit the desk with a thump. After the fifth time doing so she thought maybe a nap wouldn't be such a bad idea. She looked around and saw that the study hall was mostly empty on this beautiful day. Harry and the others had decided to skive off and go flying instead of studying. So she was in her corner mostly alone.

Pulling a small bottle of Happy Dreams out she took a few drops. Deciding that a short nap might not be a bad idea. She rested her head on her arms and was soon softly snoring.

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Hermione was sitting in her golden throne at the main desk of the ancient library. Thick tomes of arcane lore and history surrounded her. Monks sidled along one wall not far away transcribing page after page. Their quills as regular as a metronome.

Her attention was called by the tall muscular bailiff dragging a prisoner forward.

"Yes Mister Potter?" She said closing the book she had been reading carefully. Placing a silk ribbon of Gryffindor red and gold between the pages.

"My apologizes and I beg your forgiveness for interrupting your precious study time milday but I have a vile criminal I must present to you for judgment."

Sighing deeply she said, "Bring them forth."
Harry reached out with a tremendous grip and dragged the mousy redhead into view. "Oi, hullo yer honor."

Scowling for a moment the Librarian asked, "Oh and what are his crimes?"

"This vile beast, defiled the pages of a book in such a horrendous and profane manor milday that I beg your forgiveness for even mentioning them." The black haired bailiff said with a slight bow.

"Come, come, he may be a fool but I doubt he is such a knave as to do that much harm."
Swallowing deeply the emerald eyed bailiff presented a book to her. Its pages were dogeared over and over. There was jelly stains on the edges and the cover had a crease running down the middle of it.

Collapsing back into her chair she fanned herself as the monks scratching stopped and they began to hum a tune, one of them whistling while another drummed the beat on the table top. Three of them stood up and began to sing.

"Oh its bad luck to be you. Its really bad luck to be you. When you think you're full of luck, in the bollocks you'll be struck. Oh its bad luck to be you. Really freaking true, that its bad luck to be, really freaking garuntee, that its bad luck to be you. Doopity doo."

They then went back to transcribing their pages.

Hermione recovered enough to lean forward enraged, "You vile animal. You horrific beast. How could you. How could you ever do something like that."

"Buh it wuz just a book. Huh hu huh." He laughed. Bits of drool running from the corner of his mouth.

"Just a book! Just a book! JUST A BOOK!" She repeated several times.

The Bailiff winced as she rose.

"Take him away. I do not want to see this worm ever again." She ordered.

The bailiff nodded to the tall brown haired guard wearing leaf patterned armor and the slender blonde elf wearing shimmering seamite armor. They dragged the red-haired criminal off as he begged forgiveness and promised to wear gloves next time he read a book, to only use bookmarks from now on. He would practice safe reading.

The librarian stepped down from her desk, coming up to the bailiff she ran her fingers down his chest, "You have done well Mr Potter. You deserve a reward."
"What did you have in mind milday?" he smiled at her.

Hermione sighed happily, leading her dark haired bailiff towards a book that opened into a four poster bed he smiled happily.

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Hermione woke up with someone shaking her shoulder, "Hunh wha?"

Harry was looking at her with a curious grin, "You okay Mione?"
"Uh yeah. I was just uh. I was studying." She said getting her thoughts focused.

"Right so that's why you were moaning and saying something about a big bibliography?" He asked carefully.

"Oh. You know. I just like books. A lot." She smiled carefully.

"Right. Okay well its almost dinner time so let's go."

"Sure. Just let me put this book on the shelf." She said carefully shutting the book and returning it to the shelf. A cool breeze tickling her damp knickers.

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Harry decided to try the stupid thing. Ron had come charging down to breakfast with a very goofy, blushing grin on his face. He had not seemed any worse for the experience. Hermione had been moaning his name when he went to wake her. Which gave Harry some interesting ideas for later on.

Taking the dose he laid down and was soon asleep.

Harry was sitting at a large table, Hermione was sitting beside him. She had just a touch of gray in her hair and wore gold rimmed glasses. Around the large table were several middle aged men and women who laughed and chatted amongst themselves. At the end of the table two people sat that Harry blinked a few times as he recognized. James and Lily Potter sat under a banner that said 75th Anniversary. Sirius was just kissing Lily on the cheek and slapping James on the shoulder with a raucous laughter. A small girl with messy brown hair and emerald green eyes was sitting in his mother's lap calling her the greatest gramma since mynoknee was her gramma.

Harry looked to see Hermione laughing and smiling as she held her hand out to Harry saying, "Our turn eventually eh?"

Harry smiled as he took her hand. The gold band on his finger sparkling in the lights.

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Ginny got ready for bed. She looked at the bottle of Happy Dreams that her brothers had given her at discount. A much better deal than what Ron got as they charged him twice sticker price. Shrugging she took the dose and curled up. The other girls in her dorm already asleep.

Ginny drifted through banks of clouds and fog as she slogged through a deep, dank, fetid swamp. She was alone and wandless. She slipped and fell underneath the surface before managing to struggle back to the surface choking and coughing. She scrambled onto a small piece of dry land to find her brother tied to a tree. His body partially decomposed as a snake crawled through his rib cage up his throat and out of his mouth.

The snake hissed in his voice, "I was mother's favorite until you came along. I wish you'd never been born."

She screamed as the decomposing body lifted its arm and pointed at her, the one eye looking disapprovingly at her, "Just go away and never come back. Let me be the favorite one again."

She fell backwards through the fetid water landing on a hard rocky surface. Wind sculpted the stone into twisted organic shapes. The clouds in the sky scudded into the wind of the purple sky. She picked herself up and say that the sand was actually small green pebbles rolling along. She stood and began to walk, peeling her clothes off in the torrential heat and thirst she felt as she walked. The buzzards began to circle overhead calling her name softly. Collapsing in the heat she saw a thin blonde haired girl sitting on a rock ahead. She crawled on her hands and knees until she could come around the rock to face Luna.

Her friend Luna was licking an ice cream cone over and over ignoring everything around her.

"Luna. Oh Merlin. Luna. Help me. Help me please." Ginny barely managed to croak out through sandpaper torn vocal cords and dry cracked parched lips.

"I'm sorry Ginny. I can't do that. The Nargles won't let me." She said between licks.

"Please Luna. I'm dying. I won't live much longer."

Ginny watched in horror as Luna's eyes melted out of their sockets, her licking of the cone unaffected. "You already died Ginny. You just forgot to lay down. Dead people are supposed to lay down."

She took the hand that was not engaged in licking the cone and pointed at a grave not far away. Carved on the stone was Ginevra R. Weasley. Gone and Forgotten.

Ginny shook all over as she tried to scramble away but the wind kept pushing her closer and closer to the open grave. All while the sightless Luna kept licking the ice cream cone. Ginny fell in but clawed at the edges trying to get out before losing the strength and falling into the pit.

She sat up in her bed back at the Burrow. She shook her head as she knew this was still part of the stupid accursed dream potion the twins had given her. She was going to castrate the both of them with a dull letter opener when she got out of this damnable thing.

She decided she was going to stay were she was and not move for the rest of the dream. She would take control and fight it. It was her head after all she owned it. She controlled it. Closing her eyes in the dream she refused to move.

She started smelling smoke, a crackling sound was beginning to come closer and closer as she felt a rising heat. She opened her eyes to find the room was burning and soon her bed had begun to burn. She leapt out of it and went for the door, "This isn't real. It can't be real."

When she grabbed the brass knob it caused the flesh on her hand to sizzle as she screamed in terror. She felt embers falling into her hair burning her. She had no option but to dive out of the window. Leaping out she landed on the ground, her thigh bone breaking and piercing her skin. Blood oozing out around it she tried to stand but couldn't move. Screaming for help she begged and hoped for someone to show up.

A brown haired handsome male in a green and red stripped Weasley jumper with the golden letter T on the front with a brown fedora on his head walked out of the fiery ruins of the Burrow. "Oh sweet precious little Ginny. You didn't think you could ever escape me. I promised you that we would be together forever."

"No. Harry destroyed you. You're gone." She cried trying to crawl away from him as her legs had turned to stone.

The specter laughed cruelly, mockingly, "Gone? I will never leave you Ginny. Every breath you take, every move you make, I'll be there watching you. You're mine. Ginny. All mine."

Ginny could feel the icy cold of the stone creeping up her body, choking her lungs as she struggled to scream.

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Ginny sat up screaming over and over. The other girls in her dorm woke up trying to figure out what had happened.

Abigail Perkwith sat on Ginny's bedside takign the red-haired girl in her arms, "Ginny. Ginny its okay. You're awake, you're awake."
Ginny stopped screaming but her body shivered uncontrollably. "Abbie? Are you real? Is this real?"

Abigail nodded as Ginny's eyes locked with hers. "Yes Ginny. Its real. I'm real."
Ginny buried her face on Abigail's shoulder. She would kill her brothers when she saw them but for right now she just needed the warm reassurances of someone. Someone who was real and existed.

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Neville stood on the shore of the Black Lake. A bottle of the Happy Dreams potion in his hand. The wind rustled his hair gently as he stared across the water.

Only Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny had taken their doses. As far as he knew He was the only one who had gotten a bottle and not taken it. After what happened with Ginny who was in Saint Mungo's not too many rooms from his parents he had determined he was never going to take it. The twins had sent a note saying they would refund his money and they would not be making any more of this until they got a few of the kinks worked out. Other than that they did not seem to be taking much responsibility.

Neville tensed briefly as he heard someone walking up behind him until he heard Luna's dreamy, calm voice say. "Hello, Neville."

"Hello Luna." He replied with a hint of a smile.

"It is rather blustery today. You probably won't get much distance with your throw, besides it would be rather rude to the merpeople." She declared.

Neville nodded, "I guess I just wanted to come out and figure out what to do with this stupid thing. Ron wanted to take another dose as he didn't have a bad dream he said. Doesn't seem to care that his sister had one bad enough to put her in the hospital."

Luna threaded her fingers through Neville's carefully so that she was holding the bottle with him. "I know. Ron is rejecting reality for his dream world. If he is not careful he will be lost."

Neville felt his heart thudding in his chest as her cool slender hand just lightly sat within his.

"It is good to see that Harry and Hermione have chosen to begin to date. They deserve each other."

"Yeah. They do." Neville managed to say.

"Perhaps if we give that to Professor Slughorn he will know much better how to destroy it safely." Luna said tilting her head at Neville, "Unless you want to risk using it."

Neville shook his head emphatically, "No way. I know what's in my head and its not very pretty sometimes."

"No. Reality is not pretty sometimes, unless we choose to make it pretty." She said giving his hand a brief soft squeeze.

Neville turned to face her, swallowing hard he cleared his throat as she turned her silvery blue eyes on his. "Well sometimes if you're lucky you don't need a potion to have happy dreams then do you?"

Luna blessed him with a ghost of a smile. "No you don't."

The two stood softly smiling for a moment before turning and walking back towards the castle to give the vial to Slughorn.

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N0wa5t3r: I pulled the previous version down as it was not going the way I had originally envisioned. I know I usually do not do that but this time it turned ugly as did a few personal messages I received that crossed the line. I was having a depressive issue at the time and if I had kept going with that story some very bad things would have happened. So for the greater good (To quote Dumbledore) I felt it best to remove it, take a time out, get my head on straight and start over later. Sorry if it seems confusing but trust me it was for the best. As for the redux I am trying to work with it so that the power duo have some adversity but in the end get their happily ever after. Only there will be some painful bits that I am afraid I cannot avoid no matter what but without my own depression enhancing things it should be handled a bit more sensitively. After all it can't rain all the time.

Hisnhers: Thank you. The suicide bits are a bit unavoidable given the set up but otherwise I hope it turns out well. I have dedicated at least a few hours a week to work on it. Along with the current works in progress. And what other random thoughts slam into my head.

Dennisud: Yeah. I've been doing a few hours a week on it. Trying to make sure I am in the proper mindset and emotional balance on it. I hope it turns out well. Thank you for the compliment.