Obscurus

     For one day, Ron was kept inside the office. He can rest in the office, where he will be safe because the building they were in at the time was secure, according to Roselette, who transformed one of the armchairs into a little bed for him. He was informed by Charlotte that Aurors were similar to the no-majs' kind of polices and that the sticks Roselette was gripping were known as ‘wands’.

     Ron smiled at her and examined Roselette's wand before asking, "I'm going to get one soon?"

    “Yes, and did you know that wizards and witches attend magical schools?” When Roselette told Ron about Ilvermorny, which Ron might attend soon if they won this case, Ron was quite interested in learning about magical schools. Later, while he dozed off in the transformed bed, three American Aurors entered through the door, including Auror Robby.

     "Is he the boy?" The other man asked.

     "Not an obscurial?"

     "Please rest assured that he is not an obscurial, at least not until we stop Revius," Roselette stated as she motioned for them to sit on the seats and the woman began handing them paperwork.

     "We began researching the Ellensburg area, but there was no trace of Repholious."

    "Revius?" Roselette sighed as the woman shook her head.

    The door reopened, and he saw another Auror with paperwork, saying, "They located the tracks."

    "Revius' tracks," they all rose up.

    "Do we have to team up with British Aurors?" Roselette said, satisfied.

    "We shouldn't be, the British Ministry of Magic were still influenced by the You-know-who conflict, we shouldn't interfere with them," Auror Robby hummed. "Call the headquarters, I'll let some of my team do the search."

     Then I'll protect the boy.” Roselette cast a glance at Ron, who was fast asleep.

    "We'll use him," stated Auror Robby.

    "He's only a boy!”

   “Remember that owl, Roselette? We got a report of Revius tracks there when Rophelious dispatched the owl to Ron. One of them might have tried to kill Ron, but Revius stopped him since he needed the boy to be alive.”

    “In that case,” the woman said, "Mr. Jackson, you are suggesting that we would use the boy to capture Revius? It won't work until we plan something with Repholious."

    “Then, find Repholious and go,” Roselette commanded.

     She sighed and hoped Repholious is here to help them.

      When Ron woke up, it was late in the morning. He heard voices close to him, and after blinking and rubbing his eyes, he recognized it was Roselette speaking to two people. The two people glanced at him as he slowly sat up. “Are you sure?”

    She remarked as they went outside, "Yes, now leave. I'll talk to him."

    Roselette grinned at him, "Good morning, Ronald. Are you hungry?"

   "A bit, who are they?” Ron asked while glancing at the now-closed door.

    She chuckled, "My teams, what do you want to eat? You don't want to sit here there all day, do you?" He nodded after giving him a tiny smile. Ron's rumpled clothing was neatened by Roselette with a wave of her wand after she made him to stand up.

   "Now, shall we?" Ron grasped Rosellete's pale hand when it was extended in front of him and asked, his vision suddenly had altered and found himself in front of an unknown location.

    Ron continued to grip Roselette's hand and exclaimed, "Awesome, you can teleport!”

     They crossed a street with a few people and startef walking again, theys aw some few shops and restaurants, "Where are we?" Ron asked again. 

      They were initially standing in front of a store when Roselette looked around, said something, and grabbed Ron before moving in a different way to their left. As she pushed Ron inside of a door, what appeared on him were many people inside drinking, eating, and smoking—it was noisy. The clatter of the plates and glasses, and the scrape of chairs being dragged and some of them were lifted at the air with a wave of wand. "Ah, pub." Roselette mumbled, hated the look of the place.

    Ron joined her in taking a look around; there are several picture frames on the wall above, the room is dark—possibly because of how the walls were constructed—and everyone within is dressed entirely in black.

    They began to walk again, and Ron was so amused to see a man with a waved of his finger at the plates— the plates began to move and pack themselves.

    "Grandpa! You're here," Ron beamed at the man Roselette was speaking to, "Repholious, so you were here," Roselette said. He was reading a newspaper while smoking a pipe.

    Repholious responded with a smile, "Very well, Roselette. You took the boy.” Ron and Roselette was seated across from Repholious.

    "Have you had breakfast yet?" His grandfather asked, without looking up from his newspaper. Ron shook his head as he glanced around.

   "Err, where are we?" Ron asked again.

   "Tom! As usual, for two people!" Repholious exclaimed as he spotted Tom walking behind Ron and talking to some customers.

   "Of course, gladly," Tom walked towards the counter.

   "We're in London, boy," Repholious replied, placing the newspaper on the table. Ron took a good look, and it was a moving picture.

    "Leaky Cauldron, a pub for wizards and witches, hidden by, ah, no-majs., or should I say, muggles." He grunted.

     "I did what you wanted me to do, Repholious. They were looking at you across London, do you really think they can just let you off escape? And seriously here in this pub? They could've found you here! And your brother, Revius, is wanted," Roselette hissed. 

    "Is he?" Repholious chuckled, "As far as I know, I am the wanted one."

    “I covered you, Repholious, because you didn't want to come and you didn't want to tell us what you were exactly planning.”

     He only grinned at her and said, "Then, I thank you enough. Breakfast?"

     Following that, plates and food—including eggs, bacon, sausages, coffee, and hot chocolate—are placed on the table. Ron glanced at Roselette, who had allowed him to eat, while his stomach growled. He began to eat while listening to their conversation.

    "Rophelious, we have a plan."

    “And using the boy is already included in that?”

    "We don't have a choice," Rosellete responded as she sipped her coffee. "All I wanted to do was complete the case because we knew how dangerous the obscurus is."

    "The obscurus' name is Syvilla," Repholious explained. "trapped on that form."

    "Trapped?

    Repholious hummed, "When we were teenagers, Revius fell in love with an obscurial, she had a control with her obscurus, but it was weak, and then one day, we heard a news about that girl and her family who abused her being murdered by no-majs, I don't know what happened next, but my brother, Revius, locked himself in his room, talking, whispering,"

    "Later, I discovered that he was keeping an obscurus on a jar; to prevent the obscurus from escaping, he cast a strong barrier, but it was weak, and he called it Syvilla, that obscurial girl."

    Roselette bit her lips, "But that's...that can't be. Once an obscurial died, the obscurus will likewise go vanished.”

     “The girl wasn't actually killed; rather, once she turned into an obscurus, she accidentally killed her own family out of wrath. Revius was the one who discovered the obscurus, and he was known to be an expert at casting charms in Ilvermorny before.”

    Roselette pondered with grief mixed with amusement, "If her body vanished instead of her obscurus due of the outcome of being trapped for that long, then the obscurus needed a new body, but why the boy?"

   "Ronald, are you listening?" Repholious glanced at Ronald, who swallowed his bacon and then nodded.

   "My brother, tricked an old wizarding family. He needed a pureblood, a wizard or a witch, and he ended up choosing a Weasley, but that happened when a war was still raging. Hearing about a Weasley getting born with their sixth child, Revius started to plan out things, met Molly, and tricked her into believing the boy is in peril and that the dark lord wanted the boy and that he is the only one who can protect the boy."

   "And Molly agreed with it...?" Roselette asked.

    Repholious nodded, saying, "I told you, a parent will do their utmost to protect their children once it's about them.”

    Ron paused his meal, "I once met Molly while he was carrying Ronald. I told her everything and advised him to visit St. Mungos once again because it was well-protected by a magical barrier, but Revius knew better than that—"

   Repholious stated as he saw Ron's eyes widen, "And I wanted to protect the boy so I used my own family to take him, to fool my brother to know that my own family could abuse Ron so that he can take the obscurus—I am really sorry, Ron."

   "I don't want to hear it.” Ron glanced away, “Still, it's risky to use your own family, what if Revius killed them?" He continued.

    "Then he won't if we defeat him," Roselette said, grasping Ron's hand in hers.

    "Then what are you waiting for, kick his ass," Ron said. He heard his grandfather bark in laughter, drawing the attention of the wizards and witches to them.

    "God, I like this kid," Repholious exclaimed.

    The three of them then began to strategize, putting a muffliato charm around them. Ron asked, now standing outside of the Leaky Cauldron, "You're not coming with us?”

    "I'll meet you there precisely, I need to talk to someone." Repholious said.

     "What am I going to do now?"

     “You're coming with me.” Roselette told Ron as she put her hand on his shoulder.

    "We're going to go back to that office again? Can I go home and change first? This is what I've been wearing since yesterday."

     Roselette ignored him as he took the boy's hand and apparated, Ron almost fell forward and adjusted himself before following Roselette as she moved around the room, putting the papers on the table, there are seven people inside, except for the two of them. "Sorry, we're late, I got the plan."

    "Repholious, I suppose?" replied the woman as she read the paper.

    "I've never agreed to be in a serious meeting," Ron snorted, gazing down at the paper in his hand, but the others didn't seem to notice him. "I understand," the woman said as they began to listen to the plan, "but that will be harmful, not to us, but to the boy." Ronald, who was standing nearby, stared at them.

    "I did agree," Ron responded.

     They began muttering to one another, "Silence," the woman hissed as she stood up.

    "Return the boy to his family, I still have a meeting with the Congress. Dismissed," she began pulling the files from the table, and the people within began to stand up as well. "We're dealing with an obscurus in this case!" Charlotte glared at them.

    They came to a halt, and the woman spun around.

    "Yes, if you had just listened to our plan earlier," Ron said.

    "Boy, who are you?" the woman asked.

    "Ronald Taylor," Ron replied.

     "He's a Weasley, an old wizarding family from London," Roselette explained as she pulled Ron alongside him.

     "I'm a what?" Ron asked, perplexed.

    "Did her parents find out about the boy?"

    "No, if you had just listened to our plan earlier," Roselette replied. 

     "I am giving you only this time an opportunity, Mrs. Letta, this is risky," the woman stated before storming out.

    "Oh my god, I hated that woman; why on earth did I choose to be an Auror?"

    They apparated again in who knows where, it was in the midst of the forest, and they hurried till they located the location that Repholious given them. They entered inside the cabin—and he spotted his grandfather reading a book when they entered.

    "What now?" Ron mused as he slumped into one of the armchairs.

     Repholious waved his wand, and a set of tea cups appeared in front of him on the round table. "I only drink chocolate and colas," Rosellete raised one eyebrow at Ron.

     "Might as well try this one, it's nice," Repholious grinned, as sugars flew into the tea in front of Ronald and fell on it. "All right," he shrugged and sipped it.

      He felt the floor tremble as he cautiously set the cup down, and he looked around. "What was that?" he asked.

    "He knew Ron was here," Roselette said, looking out the window.

    When the ceiling of the cabin fell away, Ron slapped his hands on his mouth, gasping as he realized what it was. "Maxima Potrego!" Roselette yelled, and a shield protected them when the obscurus flew over, Ron was frightened by the sight, it was black and parasitic, it was large now, and—

    "It wasn't in the plan!" Rosellete shouted.

    "Someone slipped the plan to him," Repholious said as he pulled Ron behind him, casting a shield between them as the obscurus attempted to destroy it.

    "It wanted Ron!" Rosellete yelled.

     "No, it didn't!" Repholious yelled back as Ron gripped his grandfather's lower arm tightly.

    "It wants to murder us," Ron said quietly.