Author: optimistic girl94 PM
He looked at their smiling faces, but he couldn't recongnize them. As hard as he tried, he didn't know who they were.Chap8upRated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 8 - Words: 20,048 - Reviews: 3 - Updated: 04-06-05 - Published: 01-03-05 - id: 2203440
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Chap8 Crossing Enemy Lines
Over a period of three weeks Ron thought about what Thomas asked for. Within the length of hours and days Ron became real close friends with Noel. He learned that Noel had two brothers and three sisters who already were graduates from school. This made Ron wonder about whom his brothers were, his mother and father. Did he have a sister? Were his siblings graduates? Or were the people who claimed to be his family really his family. The thinking was too much and he decided to worry about it later.
"Ron," Noel asked during lunch. " Did you talk to, Harry, yet?"
" Yes, of course," Ron nodded.
Really Ron lied because he didn't even bother to ask him. He thought that Harry would turn him down. Anytime he went up to his friend he ended up asking the exact opposite thing of what he intended to say. Once he asked Harry how did it feel to have a lightening bolt for a scar? Asking that question got Ron a very long stare from Harry. Accompanied with the stare was the ever-popular question " Are you feeling right?" Ron answered with the usual "Sure." Quickly ending the conversation.
" So, what did he say," Noel asked anxiously.
" He said…
What could he say to Noel that wouldn't make him angry? He already lied and could he risk lying again? Then again if he said no he would have to give an complete explanation, and he didn't have a good one because he hadn't even talked to Harry about it in the first place. He could see the look of bewilderment on Noel's face. Was he wondering why Ron was taking so long to answer such a simple question?
" What did he say?" Noel urged.
" He said…yes," Ron finally spat out. " He would love to."
" That is good news," Noel grinned. " Thomas will be thrilled."
Noel lifted him self from his position and exited the great hall. Boy was Ron in trouble. Not alone did he lie twice, but now he was going to have to get Harry into seeing some fan without Hermione's knowledge. As he though about it he realized it was going to be tough. Harry and Hermione walked by and Ron knew this was his chance. Scurrying he caught up to his two friends.
" Harry, I'm going to the library," she informed. " You should come too."
" Harry, could we talk?" Ron asked.
" Could this wait after the library we have this essay we have to write for Snape, remember?" he reminded. " Hermione said she would help us."
" Please, I promise it won't take too long,"
Looking at Hermione then back at Ron he promised to meet Hermione in a while.
" So what do you want to talk about?" Harry smiled.
Ron looked into Harry's bright blue eyes that seemed to be boring holes in him. Sweat began to drip down Ron's face as he shook. He hoped what came out of his mouth wasn't stupid. Again he looked at Harry who was patiently waiting for him to speak.
" Well…Harry," Ron stuttered.
" Yes, mate,"
Ron felt so stupid Harry was his friend he shouldn't be nervous. It wasn't like the question Ron wanted to ask was going to annoy Harry. Straightening up Ron smiled and opened his mouth.
" Harry, I was wondering if …
Ron was almost there a few more words.
" If you know where I can get cool glasses like yours," Ron blurted out.
Two pairs of blue eyes stared and stared. This made Ron nervous again and started up the sweat he had stopped moments before. He had done it. He had annoyed Harry. Instead of Harry turning bright red and exploding all over Ron like he thought would happen Harry smiled.
" Ron, you don't wear glasses," Harry frowned.
" Oh sometimes I forget," Ron laughed.
" Is that all you wanted to talk about?" Harry asked.
Harry began to turn his direction to the library.
" Wait no, Harry!" Ron shouted.
" That wasn't it," he confessed.
" So there is more?"
Nodding Ron explained everything to Harry.
" So, you want me to see this Thomas guy?" Harry asked.
" Yes," Ron replied. " He is a real nice person."
" What does he look like?"
" I don't know because he stood in the shadows the whole time,"
Harry turned to leave.
" Harry, I promise you Thomas is a good person," Ron said. " Noel thinks so."
" Since when do you listen to Noel? I thought you hated him?" Harry eyed Ron.
" Hate him? No, I don't he is my friend," Ron smiled.
" When did this happen?" Harry asked again.
" Well, he came to visit me while I was sick," Ron said.
Ron saw the look of disapproval on Harry's face. Ron hated that look.
" Please," Ron begged.
" I'll think about it," Harry promised.
Ron was relieved. Harry was going to think about and Ron didn't make a complete fool of his self. In the library Hermione explained the essay and then began giving the boys tips.
" So, what were you both talking about?" Hermione asked.
" We were talking about glasses," Ron interrupted Harry.
" Glasses?" Harry asked confused.
" I see," she frowned then went back to her essay.
Later that day Harry cornered Ron and asked him what was his deal.
" Hermione, can't know," Ron stated.
" Did Noel, tell you that?" he asked.
" No, I decided because you know Hermione, she gets suspicious quick and…
" Ron, I understand, but keeping secrets from our friend isn't really making us good friends," Harry pointed out.
" I know, but just this once can Hermione not come along?" Ron pleaded. " She'll spoil the ride. Anyway do you want her to embarrass you in front of your fan?"
" Well, no"
" It is settled we go tonight," Ron sang.
" Hold on who said I was going to go?" Harry asked.
" Come on, Harry, it wouldn't kill you to come," Ron laughed.
That night Harry and Ron slipped out of bed and headed for the door.
" Where do you two think you are off to?" George asked.
" We are going to take a walk," Ron piped up.
" In the middle of the night?" Fred eyed them.
" Like they always say night walkers …um… early risers," Ron stammered.
" No one says that," George stated.
" How do you know?" Harry asked.
" They have a point, George," Fred nodded.
" Whose side are you on?" he asked.
While the twins were arguing Harry and Ron slipped out the door. Noel was waiting for them downstairs. Quickly they rushed out of the portrait hole. Quietly they opened the front door. The moon shone brightly on them as they walked into a dark alleyway.
" Harry Potter is here, Thomas," Noel smiled.
" Good," he boomed. " Bring him forward."
Noel nodded and ordered Harry to move up. Hesitantly Harry moved closer to the shadows.
" This doesn't feel safe," Harry stated then backed up.
" Come on, Harry" Ron urged. " Thomas isn't a bad guy."
" Hold on why am I listening to you," Harry pointed at Ron. " You haven't even seen his face."
" Well…Noel has and….
" No, Ron, I haven't," Noel bowed his head in shame. " I was taking a walk one night then I heard this voice calling me…
Harry began to think. He then hit his head everything made sense.
" You wrote the letter," Harry accused. " You are working with voldermort."
" What letter?" Noel asked.
" Don't play dumb,"
Ron stared at Harry. What was going on?
" Ron, we have to leave I have a feeling we're not safe here," Harry pleaded.
" No," Ron stomped his foot. " You can't tell me what to do."
" Listen, Ron," Harry grumbled. " Noel is a death eater. And Thomas is probably one too."
" What is a…
" I am sure of it," Harry yelled. " Nice try voldermort I figured out your plan."
Pieces of debris floated around the three boys. Gray puffs of suffocating smoke engulfed them. Four boys lay on the floor unconscious. A tall dark figured loomed above them.
" For once Potter you are wrong," the voice hollered.
" Harry, Noel, wake up," Ron called.
Harry rose and immediately started pointing a finger at Noel.
" You," he growled. " What have you done?"
" What did I do?" Noel whined.
" You got us in this prison," Harry roared. " Death eater."
" Harry, if he got us in here then why is he in here him self?" Ron asked.
" I don't know,"
A knob turned near by and the door was flung open. There stood a man with black hair he had dark sunglasses on. His cape trailed behind him. His grin looked twisted and evil. Ron had never seen such a grin except on Malfoy. Where were they?
" So you all are awake?" he smirked.
" What is it to you!" the blonde kid yelled.
" No manners," the man frowned. " I might have to teach you some."
A wand was pointed at the blonde head kid. The boy didn't seem to flinch.
" I am not afraid of you," he smiled.
Bright red crept onto the man's face. He looked like a tomato that was going to turn into ketchup. The wand continued to point at the blonde boy. Ron looked from the man to the boy. The boy seemed to not be scared by the wand pointing at him. Slowly the man lowered his wand.
" Now tell us what is going on," he demanded.
" You are prisoners of lord voldermort," he explained. " Don't worry all of you will be set free. Except Potter."
" Why not, Harry?" Ron hollered.
" Because voldermort whishes for him to stay,"
" What if Harry refuses?" Ron questioned.
" Then he'll die,"
Ron felt like he was slapped in the face. Killed? What did Harry do? But then again from all the stories Ron heard about voldermort he understood.
" We're not leaving until Harry is set free," Ron decided.
" As you wish," he grinned closing the door.
Feeling proud Ron sat back and relaxed. Why was everyone looking at him?
" Ron, we could've gone to get help," Noel responded. " Now we are probably all going to die."
" But I…
" Lay off the kid Noel," the blonde kid laughed.
" And who are you?"
" Thomas Marv. Smith," he smiled.
" In the flesh,"
Thomas Marv. Smith looked to Harry who was angry.
" Finally I get to meet the famous Harry Potter," he grinned scooting over to Harry.
Thomas looked Harry right into the eyes. He then waved his hand in Harry's face. Two hands clamped themselves around Thomas's neck.
" Harry, what are you doing?" Ron screamed.
" I am tired of this death eater, Ron," Harry growled. " He is the reason why we are here."
" No, Harry," Ron corrected. " Thomas can't be a death eater."
" Ron, I am not listening to you," he said. " You don't even know the guy."
Ron lunged at Harry making him let go of Thomas by punching him in the face.
" You hit me," Harry said shocked.
" I only did it because you were strangling our friend,"
" Friend?" Harry hollered. " I am your friend. They are just death eaters. Noel and Thomas. At first I thought his name seemed suspicious. The name Thomas Marv. Smith."
" What are you saying Harry?" Ron asked.
" I thought he was voldermort hiding behind a fake name," Harry confessed. " Thomas Marv. Reminds me of Tom Marvolo, understand."
Thomas seemed hurt but brushed it aside.
" Come on," Thomas said. " Let's get out of here."
" How are we going to do that?" Noel asked.
Thomas brought out a bright shiny key. Sticking it in the hole he turned the knob and opened the door. Running down the hall they tried to look for an exit. Death eaters were stationed in front of their escape route.
" What do we do now?" Harry asked.
" We're going to have to find another exit," he answered.
Thomas suddenly collapsed onto the ground. Ron ran to his side trying to wake him up. Looking up he saw a whole army of death eaters.
" Harry, what do we do?" Ron asked.
" We fight," Harry ordered.
" What?" Ron asked.
Harry held his wand firmly in his hand. Blue swirling magic zoomed past Noel's head.
" Harry, I don't' know what to do," Ron whined.
" Follow my lead," Harry yelled.
Ron ducked behind Harry. Harry shouted out different spells at the death eaters.
" Ron, don't stand behind me," Harry hollered. " Do something."
Right when Ron stepped from behind Harry everything spun out of control. Ron was the only one standing.
" Harry," Ron shouted.
Wildly Ron shook Harry. A dark figure continued to tower over them.
" Harry, wake up," Ron begged. " Harry wake…
Silence filled the hall. Ron's words faded into the atmosphere. And all that was heard was a low cackle.