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Harry jumped slightly when something grazed his leg. He looked down to see the lions, Gimlet and Toran, staring out at the woods. Suddenly they started growling, rolling their shoulders. Harry looked over to Ron nervously.

"What's going on?" 

Ron's eyes were fixed on the woods.

"She's coming..." 

Murmurs started to erupt from the army behind the two and for good reason. Out of the Forbidden Forest stepped three figures.


Ron nodded in agreement, then he growled. The two figures behind Voldemort shed their cloaks and Ron took a step forward. There stood Gelon, his eyes glowing green. Hermione was what caused an uproar on both sides of the field. She stood tall, her head held high. She was wearing nothing but a black lingerie. She smiled at the reaction and glided across the ground, passing Voldemort and standing in the area between the two armies. Ron, ignoring everyones protest, started down the stairs and stalked over to her. She smirked, looking him up and down apraisingly.

"My, my. You've grown." 

Ron looked her over in disgust.

"I can't say the same for you." 

Vor Emalek smiled.

"Pity... you always had a way with words... or should I say not such a good way with words. Emalek seems to think the latter." 

Ron snarled at her.

"You have no right reading minds!" 

Vor Emalek stepped back slightly, smirking.

"Touchy, touchy. No wonder you created Oca..." 

Ron's fingers were curled tightly around the girl's neck. He pulled her close, glaring at her.

"Don't test me..." 

She smiled.

"I wouldn't dream of it." 

Ron glared at her, his blue eyes flaming with the deepest loathing. He raised her off the ground, her eyes pointed to the darkness above.

"I want to hear you scream..." 

She shook her head. He shook her.


"AHHHHHH!" her shriek rented the air. Ron's own scream mixed with her rising in octaves until it reached it's ultimate. Ron dropped her, glaring down at her.

"While I'm dealing with Gelon, I'll personally make sure that you're done with." 

He turned and looked upon the people he had grown up with and raised his hand into the air.


Ginny watched as the armies surged forward. She had seen the exchange. She looked away while others yelled, giving out words of encouragement and shock. She didn't want to see it. She walked over to the fireplace and sat down, trying not to think about Harry. 

"Woah! Watch out!"

Everyone fell to the floor, shielding their heads as shards of glass shattered all over. Ginny looked up to see someone enter through the door. She gasped.

"Hermione..." she murmured. Hermione's head swirled around and spotted Ginny immediatly. Ginny froze. Hermione smiled. She started forward, forcing everyone out of her way. She stopped in front Ginny, looking her up with disgust.

"Nice to meet you, now... let's see how nice it is to see you die..." 

Before Ginny could react, Hermione grabbed her hair and dragged to the ruined window. Creevy ran in front of them. Hermione snarled at him, bearing fangs.

"Get out of the way, boy, before I break you." 

Creevy stood his ground. Hermione grabbed Colin with her other hand and threw him towards the fireplace, relishing in sound of broken bone. Ignoring the shrill cries of shock, Hermione dragged Ginny out of the window, holding her out over the grounds, letting her dangle there.

"Isn't it beautiful... and soon," she pulled Ginny close, her lips grazing Ginny's ear. "You will join them..." 

Hermione turned around and looked around the Hogwarts structure, searching for a great place. She smiled, crouching down, bunching her muscles and then jumped high, landing on the roof of the Gryffindor House. She countinued to move, going from roof to roof until she reached the Astronomy Tower. Dropping Ginny, she moved to the edge, looking over the carnage with an unhuman elation. Ginny pulled her legs to her chest, her right arm hanging limply at her side.

"What do you want from me?" 

Hermione smiled, turning to look at her.

"I want you to die... just like Emalek will..."

Ron ducked, snarling at Gelon and his attempt to slit Ron's throat. Ron began to run towards the lake, glancing back to make sure that Gelon was following. Reaching the sand, he swirled around, hissing. 

"You've grown since I last saw you... that stupid little boy with the brains has finally learned something..." Gelon murmured in a raspy voice. Ron growled, backing up until he was knee deep in the water. Gelon lunged, tackling Ron into the water. They thrashed around, punching, kicking and scratching as they struggled to stay above the water. Ron rolled around so that he was above Gelon and kicked the man in the face, smirking at the spout of blood gushing from the man's face. Ron pushed down with his foot on Gelon's chest and forced himself out of the water. Stumbling out, the lake water weighing him down he dropped to his knees, gasping for breath.

Crish...Crack. The sound of Ron's broken neck was music to Gelon's ears. Sneering at the body, he stood, shaking the water off of him and then starting for the rest of the battle. Ron wasn't going anywhere.

Crick! Gelon whirled around and shrieked, bearing long fangs. Ron stood, cracking his neck. His jaw hung slack, dislocated. He shook it slightly and then it hooked one side and then the other, grinding into place. Ron tested his jaw for a minute then smiled.

"It's going to take more than a broken neck to stop me." 

Gelon hissed and then charged. Ron leap-frogged him and ran towards the woods. He paused and held out his hand.

"Accio tridant!" 

His fingers curled around cold steel and he whirled around, holding it out. Gelon screamed in pain, hot pain plunging into his stomach and out the other side. Ron swung the tridant, Gelon and all, into a near by tree and then pulling, sliding the bloodied tridant away. Gelon stood up, glaring at Ron, his chest covered in blood. The large wound started to fill, leaving only a scar. Gelon touched the spot and then looked up at Ron.

"Nice." He held out his hand. "Accio tridant!" 

The other weapon flew into Gelon's hand and the two attacked. Swinging the tridant, Ron was blocked, both weapons shooting out red sparks. Gelon pulled away and looked up. He smiled and pointed.

"Well, well, well. Looks like Vor Emalek's been doing her homework." 

Ron turned and hissed. There was Hermione, standing on the roof, holding a writhing girl out over the edge. Ron moved, breaking out of the woods and across the battle. He reached the steps, crouched down, coiling steel-like muscles and shot up, flying over the roofs and grabbing onto the rod shooting out of the Astronomy roof. Hermione whirled around and smiled.

"Ron! How wonderful to see you!" she held up a gasping Ginny. Her whole left side was covered in blood and she was barely conscious. Ron glared at her.

"Put her down, Vor Emalek," Ron ground out. Hermione smiled.

"As you wish," she murmured. Ginny screamed, free-falling down the tower. Ron let out a shriek of rage and launched himself down to Ginny. Rocketing towards her fast he grabbed her, twisting himself so that she was above him. He held her close as they slammed into the ground, stone and dust coming up from Ron's massive impact. They laid there for a while, then Ginny moved. Opening her eyes she sat up, looking around with terror and then down at her brother. He looked horrifing. There was blood coming from the back of his head and his chest was horrible. Ribs punctured surface, showing their white ends as Ron lay there. She reached for her arm and shook him.

"Ron... Ron wake up." 

He remained silent. She could feel tears flowing down her face, her arms and legs aching from the impact.

"Ron! RON!"

"HEY!" he yelled, grabbing her arm to silence her. He choked up blood, and opened one eye. "You don't have to be so loud." Her eyes lit up with relief and she grabbed him into a hug. He flinched, pulling a way from him. She pulled away and stared at the blood on his chest. The ribs had gone back under the skin, putting themselves back in place and he had stopped bleeding.

"Ron," she gasped. He shook his head, pulling himself to a shaky stand.

"I'm fine." He looked up at the tower. "Stay in the Great Hall... it's safer there than in the Houses." Ginny stared at him, eyes large. He looked down at her and smiled.

"Stay safe."

A/N: I thought that was great! Thanx for reading!
Chapter Tease:

... Ron finally stopped running, losing sight of the many images of Gelon's retreating figure. He looked around, only to see the reflection of himself. He looked up and was about to jump when he heard something faint. Whirling around he saw what it was. Coming towards him fast was the explosion of the mirrors, shards of glass flying everywhere. Ron began to run down the corridor until he saw it again.

Crash! Ron screamed in pain as glass penetrated his skin, blood gushing everywhere. Crouching on the floor he saw what remained of the broken mirrors fall back down into the lake. Gelon stood there, smiling down at him.

"Nice knowing you," he whispered, raising his tridant. Ron pulled his hand away from his chest and knew. This time the wounds wouldn't heal...

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