wow ron really
Chapter 11
Wow, Ron? Really?
Well its been a rough week to say the least. I have had the joys of having the old fart Dumbledore hovering over me at every opportunity. Its been hell. He knows about the cloak so it puts a lot more pressure on me to stay out of his way. I know he can be invisible too which is making me paranoid to the point its really not funny. I have opted to getting around the castle by going around the outside of it. Its great cardio but for fucks sake its getting beyond a joke.
Going to Snape didn’t really help much. We talked about the fact that half of what I said I really shouldn’t have. I did try to say that he went to far but Snape just said that Dumbledore has a lot of respect in the wizarding world and I should tread carefully. He did ask my why I got so enraged. I couldn’t tell him. I’m at the point that I actually like the heartless soul sucker of a man. He's good crack. He knows his shit and he's willing to share that with me. He's a good friend to have. I don't want to loose what little respect I have of his by telling him I’m a weak pathetic nothing that was abused by the people that were meant to love me.
He didn’t press. Something tells me that he may have some idea about dealing with shitty people. I also asked him about the third floor. That went… well.
“Sir. Could I ask you something?” I stay behind after potions and I can see he heaves a heavy sigh, way too heavy to be real.
“I believe you already have. If that is all!” the sarcasm so think it was almost like syrup.
“Sarcasm is the lowest form of whit you know.” raising my eyebrows.
“You would know about that after all.” The sneer is evident
“Only because I have been working on that potion with you.” I’m just smiling now, this is so much fun.
“Yes, maybe I have been a bad influence and should stop such things?” He is towering over me now. My grin getting bigger as I shake my head a little. Nice try.
“Then how ever would you get out of this awful job your in.” Checkmate old man
“Touché.”
“Anyway got a few questions but you got to promise not to be mad.” Its his turn to raise his eyebrows now.
“I will promise no such thing. What have your done Potter?” He's looking at me intently and with a hit of something that I cant place.
“Ah, well. In that case I cant say.”
“Potter! Tell me what you did!”
“I didn’t DO anything. Why always assume I have done something bad? It hurts professor, right here.” I tap my chest for emphasis.
“Do not give me that, may I remind you of the twins.” this brings a smile to my face. “What did. You. Do!” He's in my face nearly and he's a little red.
“Why is there a Cerberus on the third floor?” He goes still. He is looking me dead in the eyes with an unreadable expression. He stands up straight and I could swear he swore. Shit did I break Snape?
“How do you know about that. That corridor is expressly forb…” he's looking at me again but this time like he just connected the dots on something. “Why were you there?”
“Accident. On way back from some late night practise and nearly got caught by Filtch. I ran and got turned around by the stairs. And presto face to face with a giant three headed dog. Scared the bejesus out of me.” I waltz over to a desk and plop myself down swinging my legs a little as I do.
“What are you training outside of curfew?”
“So people don't know what I’m learning. I thought that would be obvious.” He’s just shaking his head at me. “What I gave you an honest answer. Come on, I’m trying to show a little respect here.” And I am sort of. There is no point trying to lie to Snape he knows when I am so just be honest I ain't learning how to raise the dead or anything but some of the stuff I have been teaching myself definitely comes up as questionable.
I was reading about a wizard who could control the minds of animals. While not considered to be dark arts its considered immoral. But very handy when you want to prank one particular red head after you found out he was terrified of spiders. It was so funny. It took time but I got about a hundred spiders all under my control and got them to follow him around and crawl all over him all day.
The difference between a compulsion and full control over a creature mind is that its very much like the mind are of Legamency. Which me and Hermione came to the conclusion that is what DumbleDick used on me, that night by the mirror. I haven't been able to do anything like that but I have been trying to understand this occlimency that goes hand in hand with it. This is the protection of the mind rather than attacking one.
So you have to get into the mind of an animal and while no way easy I have managed to figure it out. Unfortunately the occlimency seems to work different to the way that I have been doing magic thus far so I may need to outside expertise and I know of no one that can do this type of thing apart from Dumbledore and apparently Voldermort. Awesome bit of trivia there. I’m left in the dark.
Snape is giving me the old stink eye. “You’re so very kind Mr Potter. I believe that it is best that you, lets say, let sleeping dogs lie.” Does he really think that's going to make a difference.
“Very clever but seriously what is it doing? There is no reason to have it in a school of all places. I’m suprised someone hasn't been eaten yet.” I have a point here. Its a huge surprise that they haven't considering the door was locked by nothing that couldn’t be undone by the least able first year.
“It is protecting something. Now that your curiosity is cured may you leave my classroom. I have work to do.”
“I am sure you do. Thanks professor.” I smile at him then skip out of the room. He answered my question but it just led to more. I could push him for more information but he wouldn't give it. He gave me the answer to my question. What was it doing here? That was the question. Well it was protecting something. What, I have no idea. Hermione my big brain on legs will come help me out on this one I am sure.
Meeting up with Hermione on the way to dinner I give her the low down. She couldn’t believe that I just outright asked Snape. He might be okay with me in private but in public he can be a right arse hole. He took 10 points from her just the other day for being a know it all and not allowing anyone else to answer something. She can be bad for doing that but its so entertaining I don't want to change it. She's smart, very smart but she cant help but want to prove herself. I like that about her but I may be part of the minority.
“So what did he tell you when you asked?” She asks. I turn my head to her and give her a big Cheshire grin.
“Why would I tell the likes of you, ugh. Insufferable know it all.” I’m just pulling her leg and she knows it but it doesn’t stop her from hitting my arm. Bitch has a good right hook. Nursing my arm I cant help but laugh a little.
“Bitch! That hurt.”
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever! Now spill.”
“Fine, fine. Just don't hit me again. He says its guarding something. He didn’t tell me what and I knew better than to ask.” She's quiet for a moment. Obviously thinking about the possibilities.
“Could it have something to do with that robbery at Gringotts?” Huh what robbery. She can see the confused look on my face and continues. “At the beginning of the year? Really Harry?” she shakes her head and I just shrug. What does she expect I don't pay attention to the news. I’m eleven for fucks sake. My aim in life is to have fun, not bore myself to death with the news. “At the beginning of the year, someone tried and succeeded in breaking into Gringotts. They didn’t get anything. The vault they tried to rob was emptied that day. It was in the papers. How do you not remember this?”
“That was months ago and I had no reason to pay attention.” shrugging again we continue on to dinner. Food awaits and my tummy is talking. We meet up with the twins on the way and we ended up sitting with Alice.
She was in a mood for some reason. I have no idea, so me being the curious little shit that I am I asked. “What's up! You look like a bulldog chewing a wasp.” this gets a laugh from Fred who is sitting next to me, his brother opposite.
“Ha ha. Very funny. Its nothing. Just, life is… doesn’t matter.” I can see my friend is hurt so I drop it. I will ask later. Well I would have done if it wasn't for Fred. He turns to Alice and says.
“Does this have anything to do with Oliver wood?” I’m intrigued now. I have known for some time she has a thing for him. We were talking about how hot he was the other week. He is a dish, I’m not going to lie.
“What’s Ollie got to do with it?”
“Word on the grape vine says little Alice here asked him for his hand in marriage.” he grabs my hand and gets on one knee and starts putting on the amateur drama act. It is funny but one look at Alice and I stop it in its tracks.
“I didn’t ask him to marry him!” she had tears building up in her eyes and my heart breaks for her. “I jus’ asked if he would, w, w…” she starts to cry and its gut wrenching. I walk over the other side of the table so I can give her a hug. I got a few dirty looks but fuck them. She's sobbing on my shoulder trying to control it the best she can.
“I’m sorry Alice we were only messing with you. What really happened? Did he do something bad?” Now I have never told Alice about the abuse at the hands of the Dursley's but I have a feeling she knows by now. I tend to have a bad reaction when something that reminds me of it comes on TV. There have been some shows Ive not being able to watch due to the themes lining up with mine at times. If he did anything, he will wish for me kill him by the time I’m done.
“No, no. He didn’t do anything. It was just… I asked him out he said no. He was really nice about it. It was the little shit after that, that has pissed me off. He was just so mean. He was lurking in the corridor I asked Ollie. I didn’t know he was there! After Ollie started walking away, he came over. He told me that Ollie would never go with a blond bimbo like me. He called me a slag and a pervert. Then when others turned up he started telling them that I asked ollie to marry me.”
“I don't get what I did wrong?” Alice isn't like me or the twins. It just flows like water off a ducks back with us but Alice she takes things to heart. She's a sensitive little soul and that's why I like her.
“Who was it? What did he look like?”
“It was your little brother.” she pointed at the twins and their eyes darken. There have been romours going around that Ron has been turning into a right piece of work. I think the twins have tried to help him but he wasn't responsive. He was becoming very jealous of the friendship they have with me. Well, that's what I gathered from what they told me. He might be my room mate but I honestly don't see him that often and when I do I’m busy doing something.
“THAT LITTLE PRAT.” They both said in unison. I can see the feral look in there eyes they mean business. Remove the fact that Alice is so sweet and kind and the twins like her, no one should have to deal with bullies.
“Don't worry guys. I got this one, it id personal after all.” I gave them a melevelent smile that told of the pain to come. They nod slowly and simultaneously, grins reaching their faces. They new I would make it good. Get your whatsits and dip, this shits going to be mega.
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The plans for Ron were in the pipelines. I have had the twins get at me for not being more pragmatic but I told them that patience is a virtue. They didn’t listen. They wanted to try and rain Ron in but I told them to leave it.
They don't know that I have been keeping tabs on him. What I found out was interesting. He has been having meeting with Dumbledore. Why? I don't know but I have a feeling that I might be the focus of their little chats. I came to this conclusion because he always tried to talk to me the day after. Like he had been told to befriend me. This in turn had my heads spinning. Dumbledore obviously has plans for me that involve Ron. I didn’t want to find out at first but the longer its going on the more I want to know why the old man is so interested in me. Its creeping me out.
In regards to pranking Ron, I know what I’m going to do. I know I cant get him on the way to or from the headmasters office it may look like I have done it considering how much of an eye Dumbledore has been keeping on me with those stupid Portraits. So instead I am going to get him when he is coming back from Hagrid's. Yeah I know right. He goes and sees him all the time. When I tailed him last time they sat and talked loads. I was fucking freezing by the time the fucktard left to go to the dorms. Should have brought a coat as the cloak wasn't exactly the warmest.
So I am sitting and the lunch table in a deep discussion with the twins. I have been telling them my idea and they approve whole heartedly and commended me on my dedication. “What did you expect? This is me we are talking about here. Great ideas are the only kind I have.” I was interrupted but Hermione coming in and plonking herself down. She looks super serious so I ask, “what's up?”
“Professor Dumbledore has invited me for tea later this evening.” Now after researching the mind magic's like I have been and that I know Dumbledore to be very skilled with the art, I know the secretes about me are not safe with her. I will have to change that. There is no way of getting her protected in the few hours we have but she will need it in the future if it turns out more people are good at this shit. I will tell her later and tell her how to protect herself till then.
She's waiting for my reply but I don't give one. Instead I stand up and make my way over to the staff table. I do catch Dumbledore eye as I walk by. Heading straight for Snape. I might not have been lucky enough to have his help but by god as my witness Hermione will. “Afternoon Professor.” His shoulders sag and he sighs.
“Yes, Mr Potter.” I tell him as quietly as I can. He looks at me with a serious expression. “My office after dinner. Bring Granger with you.” I go back to the table and tell Hermione. She looks a bit relieved. The twins on the other hand looked confused.
“What's the matter why did you need to talk to Snape of all people?” Fred was the one to ask.
“Don't worry about it, beside Snape's okay.” they looked at me like Ive just grown a new head.
Me and Hermione finish our dinner then we wait. Once I see Snape leave for the door I follow along with Hermione. We walk in silence and follow him to his office in the dungeons. Its not that long of a walk but it felt longer due to the intensity. Hermione knows that Dumbledore is up to something. She's a smart girl.
Once in Snape's office we take a seat. I start talking the moment my arse hits the seat. “So what's Dumbledore's crack? Why is he so interested in me. He keeps getting Ron to try and be my friend. It so obvious its painful. Now he's getting Hermione involved. What gives?”
“There are reasons I am sure. Are you sure that his meeting with Miss Granger isn't purely academic. She is top of your class.” Holy shit he just complimenter her there.
“How many other students the top of their class gets asked for tea with the headmaster? None that I have heard and I eat at the Ravenclaw table all the time, they would definitely be bragging had this been a thing.” I’m tense. Its been a trying couple of weeks and its starting to grate on me a bit. I think I’m starting to hyperventilate. Snape looks me in the eyes and tries to get me to calm down.
It took a minute but I collected myself. Hermione is looking at me funny. She's never seen me panic before and in all fairness I tend to prefer to get angry to being all panicky but I have my moments.
We talk for some time. Snape trying to peruse me that I'm paranoid and while that may be true it doesn't mean that someone isn't trying to get me. I have had that feeling since the first meal here.
Before long Hermione has to go for her tea with the headmaster. I’m shitting bricks. Hermione knows I’m the one that's been causeing a lot of the pranks that the twins haven't taken claim to. I’m doing well at running under the radar, I want to try and keep it that way. The entire time she is gone I cant relax. What if my time is up here. What if they expel me, I did go into the third floor corridor when I wasn't meant to. I don't know. Honestly I have no idea what to think this is about. Might have been over reacting maybe but I just remember the encounter with the mirror. I have a nose for bullshit and it seems to be dripping off the headmaster.
Its just before curfew when she finally walks into the common room. She is heading straight for me. I cant discern the look on her face. “What happened, what did he say?” she slumps down onto the sofa next to me. He looks tired.
“That was weird!”
“How?”
“He mainly talked about you! He asked about your home life.” My face pales. Why would he be asking Hermione that?
“Huh.”
“Yeah I know. He asked when you moved from the Dursleys and why.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing really. I said you live with Sam and you don't talk to the Dursley's.” I’m a bit annoyed. She shouldn't have said anything, its not either of their business. I think it shows on my face because she looks at me with a bit of realisation. “I’m so sorry should have not have said anything.”
“Its okay. Its annoying especially since we talked about this with Snape and we decided to just play ignorant.”
“I Know, I’m sorry I didn’t think that mattered to much.”
“Its fine its done, I suppose. What else did he ask?”
“Nothing much after that, though he did ask why you and Ron aren't friends. I just said that he annoys you.”
“Which is true and not something I’m shy of advertising. Did he not ask anything about you?”
“Well yeah, he asked about my classes and how I was doing since coming into the magical world. But it didn’t seem like he was really listening.”
“What a prick. So he has an interest in me. I want to know why. Do you think it has anything to do with the third floor corridor?”
“I Don't know. I guess we will have to find out now, wont we.” Oh, I don't like the look in her eyes. They are sceaming and it will probably mean a lot, and I mean a lot of time in the library. Thank the pink and fluffy lord that I have Quidditch practice.
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Its been a few months since Hermione had her talk with DumbleDick and nothing much has happened since, in that regard. However me and Hermione had found out what is hidden on the third floor. It was surprising really. I was doing my recon for operation ‘Splatter Monkey’ as the twins have come to calling it. It took a long time to get everything sorted.
I was waiting outside of Hagrid’s hut just waiting for Ron to finally show his face and make my months of planning. There are two ways back from Hagrid’s. The direct path which is the one Ron took to get there but I made sure was just impassable. Its been wet and I made it wet with a special potion the twins concocted. Its like the worlds slippyest lube. No matter how flat the path is he isn't getting back down it, in fact no one is. The other leads you to the other side of the castle and you have to go in through the front entrance. This is the path I want him to go down.
On the way you have to pass the green houses. Passing number three opens up. This is where we hid the catapult. Made from scratch by me and the twins, with a little help from Hermione, it is our work of art. Made to grab and fling the unsuspecting victim all the way into the court yard, where a nice big tub of… shit. Yeah shit. Taken over the last few months from all the animals kept by the castle. A little side project while I was on recon. So worth it.
The twins were at the ‘pool’ waiting to get a great picture of him emerging from it. I was a little bit distracted when he was fired off into the darkening sky. Turning into a dot as he disappeared over the other side of the castle. He has mentioned a name. One that I recognised.
When Ron was talking to Hagrid, they talked about the third floor. Turns out some idiot told this even bigger idiot and he is blabbing to a school child. I would feel a bit sorry for Hagrid but shit like this make me realise that people give him to much credit. Either way, Nicolas Flammel. Dumbledore is protecting something for this guy and I really want to find out. Seems like something expensive and maybe something that could fetch a pretty penny. Someone did try to take it from Gringotts after all. So to try and rob the goblins is pretty much suicide for those who don't know, so it makes me think this thing could be very, very valuable. Worth looking into, me thinks.
With the slight ringing of Ron's scream in my ears I walk back to the castle and climb the way to the boys dorm. I’ve gotten good at it and its become one of my most useful assess. I can make my way around the castle and not been seen, its great.
I’m sitting in the common room telling Hermione what I have found out when the twins walk through the portrait laughing uncontrollably. I smile at them and give Hermione a sorry look. She just smiles and shakes her head at me. I run over to the boys and they give me the biggest hug u have ever had off of them. Still laughing they show me the pictures. They were brilliant. The look on Ron's face when he was getting out was priceless. The thing was they actually managed to get pictures of him when he was coming in for the landing. I wish pictures had sound so I could hear that little scream over and over again. He sounded like a girl, it was just so funny.
I bring the boys over to sit down when they start to stop their cackling. What was weird was I’m sure Fred just grabbed my arse before he put his arm around me. Not worry about it, with the moment being just so good I sit between them on the same sofa as Hermione.
Hermione might be a little swat but she like us appreciates it when a dick head gets what's coming to him. She's having a good look at the photos and having a right goo laugh when the honorary boy himself walks through the door. He was absolutely covered in shit from head to toe and he seemed a little angry. He comes marching up to the four of us and he's not even within throwing distance before we can smell him. OH GOD! He’s dripping it on the carpet.
“I HATE YOU.” He seems pissed. “I am not your brother any more.” Then he turns directly to me. “I know you helped them. I just wanted to be your friend. FUCK YOU!” Yep he is very angry with little old me right now. He storms off to our dorm and I get the sudden thought that I didn’t think this through properly.
“Erm… Hermione?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I stay with you tonight? I don't fancy staying in mine tonight.”
“Harry… I don't know. Wont we get into trouble if we get found out?”
“I can just enter and leave through the window. I really don't want to stay with Ron when he smells like that and probably wants to kill me.”
“You can stay with us if you like?” Fred’s voice comes out of the blue and interrupts our conversation. Me and Hermione both turn to him. “Only if you wanna.”
“You can stay with Fred, I like to have a bed to myself.” George chimes in but he seems that he is transfixed by something. Following his eyes I see he's looking at Angelina, one of the fellow Gryffindor Quidditch team mates. Fred on the other hand is just looking at me waiting for my answer. Not really wanting to share with Fred but feeling that Hermione is going to let me down I take him up on his offer. It was nice of him to offer.
Thing was though Fred gets very handsy when he's asleep. I literally had to pull his hand out from my shorts a few times and for those wondering, yeah I got poked in the back a few times early in the morning. I don't think I can do that again. Beside I could always fuck off to Newcastle and see Sam. Actually tomorrow is Friday, so I think that's going to be this weekends plans. Yeah after all my hard work I think its time for some me time.