Draco: *throws himself in a puddle*
Neville: *sleeping in a huge flower*
Luna: *Stacking rocks together to make a cave*
Abbott: *healing people with her glowing aura while following Madam Pomfrey*
Hermione: What the…?
Flint: *sitting next to Ginny while on fire*
Ginny: *a sleeping bear*
Ron: *voice magically changing to other people’s voices- people he had talked to* Ah, its that time of year.
Hermione: ???
Ron: Creature inheritance
Hermione: What in blazing hell is a creature in-
Harry: Oh shit! Oh shit! *skids in front of them* A statue just talked to me! It wanted kids!? It wanted me to give it kids?! *freaking out* I can’t give it kids! I’mma kid!
Ron: Welcome to the wizarding world of The Sacred 28
(Movie Hp meets My AU Hp)
AU Hermione: *looks at m.Hermione in horror* No way…I seem so…ugh perfect. Burn it Ron.
Movie Hermione: Excuse me!?*looks affronted*
Au Hermione: You’re excuse.
The Harrys: *circling each other like feral cats*
AU Harry: *suddenly freezes* Something just happened
AU Harry: *runs to the Hogwarts’ courtyard* Ron Bilus!
Movie Harry: ???
(Courtyard)
*AU Ron being choked in the air by the collar- by m.Ron’s hand- as he chokes m.Ron around the neck with his legs*
Hogwart’s Students: Fight! Fight! Fight!
Twins: Step right up!
Fred: Place your bets!
George: Choose your Ronnie!
AU Hermione: How dare!
Movie H&H: *sighs
AU Hermione: Why didn’t anyone tell me, we’re betting on Ron?! *pulls out a gallon*
AU Harry: *pulls out 30 gallons then shrugs when stared at* Can’t bet them? Join them
Ginny: Come on Ronnie! I got 20 gallons riding on you!
Percy: Show that faker who’s boss! *handing a surprise Fred 40 gallons*
Professor Trelawney: Ah! I was wondering why I got Evan’s old vision this year. *takes a sip of her flask with a chuckle* Put down for 60 on our worlds Ronald. Just like Lily.
Movie H&H: Bloody Hell?
Draco: *smiles smugly*
Filch: *enrage* Listen here you lil’shit-
Hermione: *holding Harry back*
(A loud whistle)
All: *looks arounds* ???
(A gigantic boulder hit the ground between them all, inches from their noise)
Filch: Lily Evens! She has returned! *takes off screaming*
Draco: *piss his pants, sobbing*
(2 minutes earlier)
Ron: *levitating a gigantic boulder from his dorm’s window* Is this good?
Neville: *using Ron’s binoculars* A little more to the right.
Ron: Got it!
Seamus: *panicking a little* Whatchu got there?
Ron/Neville: A smoothie. *takes a sip out of their cup*
Hermione: I wonder what would happen if the The Sacred 28 just…disappears
Ron: *mindlessly* We’ll all die a horrible death.
Hermione: *is confusion*
Ron: And the streets will be run by magical creatures. They’ll be screaming like it’s the end of the world. Yelling about “monsters” and the devil was coming to saw their legs off. Totally unhinged.
Hermione:
Ron: They’ll be like dogs without horses. They’ll be running wild.
Ron: *complaining about a Karen at his summer job in the hospital* She came at me a; ‘No. You can’t be a nurse, you’re not wearing the uniform’.
Lavender: Oof.
Kellen: *mumbles* This is why I work with animals.
Ron: Should have join you. I mean what did that lady expect? The uniform to be a slutty nurse outfit? *cracks the table with a bang of his fist* Get over it Stacy.
Professor Slughorn: *pause, turns around and walks out of the classroom* Not to day Satan.
(Marauder’s era)
Lily: *complains about her job because of a karen*
Her dorm mates: *nods in understanding*
Lily: What did she expect? Us to be wearing slutty maid uniforms? Come on Susie. *bangs her fist, cracking the table* Get with the program.
Professor Slughorn: *jumps and spills hot tea on his pants*
Canon S28 in the HP books: Abbott, Avery, Black, Bulstrode, Burke, Carrow, Crouch, Fawley, Flint, Gaunt, Greengrass, Lestrange, Longbottom, Macmillan, Malfoy, Nott, Ollivander, Parkinson, Prewett, Rosier, Rowle, Selwyn, Shacklebolt, Shafiq, Slughorn, Travers, Weasley, Yaxley
The Sacred 28 The Pillars Of Magic (My AU Of Who The Magic Realm In The Order They Became Human):
Peverell- Death’s children, who asked for a way to stay in the living world. The wand was stolen causing the oldest son to “die” but really just sent him back pouting after his boasting. The second son got homesick and left the stone behind, going back to death to be with his childhood sweetheart that asked him to come home. The third son with the cloak fell in love and stayed, making a family. He went back home to death after his human body failed him due to old age. Is the best with Necromancy
Potter- The children of the Greek Sculptor Pygmalion and his statue turn human wife, Galatea, that came to early Britain to escape Roman Soldiers. Both having the blessing of Aphrodite, more so Galatea because the Love Goddess brought her to life. They had a gender-fluid child name Paphos who is the best at Love Magic. Their younger daughter name Metharme is best with pottering and sculpting. Together they crafted at statue of their patron deity that helps cross-lovers. If married under the statue (with or without a priest), no one can interfere with the marriage. Fun fact; Ron’s grandparents from his dad’s side wed under it. Is best with Love Protection Aftifacts/Rituals/Enchantments.
Ollivander- Are Ents who slowly taken human form to be with the hobbit families of Took and Brandybuck. They became their companions in life after The Great War Of Sauron. (Yes I’m mixing LOTR into HP because why not?) To make children (cause I know ya’ll are wondering) the tree intwine soft branches with anything that contains solid DNA of their companions and buried it in the ground. A child is born after two months the baby tree has sprouted. Have long life and knowledge of tree symbolism. Makes. Wands
Gryffindor- Griffins that took human mates. They have the body of a lion and head of an Eagle, along with its wings. Is know to have wings, speak to birds and lions. In HP, one of them created Hogwarts.
Longbottom- Are children of Terrestrial Fays. Most. Are confuse with soft hearted fairies. Mostly because they have mated a handful of times. (Neville is actually a Chaos Good Terra fairy, while his grandmother is a Chaotic Neutral Terra Faerie) They are the best in Herbology. More powerful than the Greengrass who is just Terra Fairies. Could control the earth around them. (Such as flowers, trees, grass, dirt, etc.)
Slytherin- Nagas born child that mated with humans that migrated from South Asia. Can shapeshift their lower half into tails, poison fangs when threatened or starving and talk to snakes. One of them created Hogwarts.
Black- Shadow people descendants from Stingy Jack, that made bet with the devil and got cursed for it. They are best in shadow travel, seeing in the dark and living in shadow without consequences.
Hufflepuff- Berserkers with kind smiles. One of them created Hogwarts .
Ravenclaw- Raven shapeshifters. One of them created Hogwarts
Weasley- This is a hard one for me because I have so much ideas. First off, Ron’s family is the descendant of fourth branch from the very first Weasley Family. The “first” fourth son eloped with the third princess of DunBroch and had seven children with her. (Yes I’m mixing Brave with HP. It’s my AU. Also adding a bit of ROTTBD for a treat.) The fourth son ended with kids and so on. Anyways, because of this, they can shapeshift into bears. Not only with that (since this a DunBroch trait), the Weasleys are gifted with fully body dragon fire. The younger generation can’t be cause Arthur’s father married with a daughter of the Black family. (Percy is the only one to be able to go human torch out of all the siblings, Charlie/Ron can only do certain parts of their body- one at a time. Bill on the other hand has a way with the shadows. Sus) Then you bring in their mother Molly Weasley, née Prewett (from the french sacred 10), who can full body shapeshift (is the reason Britain has Metamorphmagus. Her family line mix into the wizard culture after they migrate. They have to much power!). Only Ron can use this but only for his voice. The twins get extremely jealous. Jack of Trades if you will.
Lovegood- Are prophets and fay. Bloodline of the cursed oracle Cassandra is mix within. It has been thin out a bit but will flare up with things. (Like Luna’s belief of certain mythical creatures that no one believes her about.) Can see different pathways of the future.
Nott- Like the Blacks, they can work with shadows. But like the Blacks, they can darken a room even if there is no shadows.
Abbott- They are humans blessed heavily with healing magic after saving herd of unicorn foals
Greengrass- See Longbottom for information. Good with plant life
Bulstode- Is a sea based siren from the deep depths of the ocean. Are to the size of whales, with different sea animals tail (sharks, angelfish, dolphins, etc). Often mistaken for Nessie the Lockness monster or the Kraken.
Slughorn- Are warrior slug monsters. Hard to kill, very clever. Know to make fast connections with others
Shacklebolt- Are humans blessed with the ability with unearthly chain anything and not have it break. (I’m thinking Uzumaki style chains)
Malfoy- Fresh water nymphs who had children with humans
Graunt- Can talk to the dead, Peverell’s first son’s bloodline but not powerful at all
Carrow- crow shapeshifters
Flint- They are descendants of fire demons
Rowle- horse shapeshifters (can not be kelpie or unicorns)
Selwyn- Warrior servants of the Sea. Has a business in the Fish company
Rosier- Flower fairies (like in Tinkerbell)
Avery- can speak to birds (not to sure if they are bird shapeshifters)
Fawley- Not bird shapeshifters lol more like a woodland creature, the Deer Family
Burke- Were once stone human looking golems given life. Have the of 10,000 men
Crouch- Crossroad Guides, usually advising people with hard choices. They are quite kind but is omnipresent with deism at its heels. (Barth Crouch Sr is of the fifth branch and has shamed his ancestors with his cruelty to the point he and his bloodline can no longer guide)
Most of my Sacred 28 are children from the 4th or more so sons/daughters. They get a magical creature inherence once they hit puberty. (Well those who haven’t completely inbreed their magic away.) Also Britain is the one of the few magical community that has more than three Pillars of Magic. (Mexico is one of them.) They are also connect to the mysterious Stonehenge on Salisbury Plain in Wiltshire, England. (Destroy the monument and the Britain’s Magical World will follow in my AU.)
Draco: *being a brat* Oh look, it a she-weasley. Red hair, fr-
Ginny: *doesn’t spare him a glance as she runs by him* Oh look, it a dumb bitch who can't tie his shoes.
Draco: *flabbergasted* E-excuse me?! Once my father-
Ron: Your father couldn't find his way out a paper bag *jumps over his head to catch his sister* Ginny, back off! It my day to be with Harry!
Ginny: *farther down the hall, cackling* Suck it bitch!
Draco: *taken back, confused but still trying to gain his footing* I-I'll have you know, my father and I are part of-
George: *pops out from Draco’s right side* You guys aren't even that high on the pure-blood list
Fred: *pops up from the left* On either list to be exact.
Twins: *takes off placing bets on their younger siblings*
Draco: *fumbling for the last word* How dare-
Percy: *speed walking past to get his siblings* Oh hush child of the ninth branch of the 18th house. You're in the presence of the fourth branch of the 10th house
Pansy: *facepalms*
(Fifth Year Golden Trio Era)
Seamus: Fuck, fuck, fuck! *running for his life*
Dean: Don’t look back! Don’t look back! *racing after him*
Neville: *following after in tears* I can’t believe I let you talk me into this!
Hermione: *the one tugging him to keep you* You can’t believe?! What about me? I can’t die like this! I haven’t graduated yet!
Harry: *stumbling as he runs backwards try to calm a fuming Ron* N-now Ronnie. It was j-just a joke. Just a joke! *trips over his feet* ITS A JOKE!
Ron: *looks like an off brand Poison Ivy* I’M GOING TO KILL YOU BASTARDS!! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!
Flitwick: *watching them as he drink his tea* Ah to be young again.*Pause for a minute* Now where did I see this before?
(Fifth Year Marauders Era)
Sirius: Fuck! *running for his life*
Severus: Oh by jovi *races after him*
Peter: Why god, why? *in tears following*
Remus: You idiots! *is the one tugging him along*
James: L-Lily, my love! It w-was just a joke! was*stumbling as he runs backwards until he trips* IT WAS JUST A JOKE!
Lily: *an off brand Poison Ivy* BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!
Flitwick: *watching them as he drinks his tea* Ah to be young again.
(First Year)
Ron meeting Harry for the first time: Awe baby. He my friend now.
Ron after the Sorcerer’s Stone: Momma Potter forgive me but I’m Harry’s mom now.
Ron meeting Hermione for the first time: Oh my god! Calm down girl! Drink your tea! Bloody hell, I’m not your mom.
Ron after the Troll and lighting the teachers on fire: BLOODY FUCK! DRINK YOUR TEA AND CALM DOWN! I’M YOUR MOTHER NOW.
Ron meeting Neville: Awe my baby now. I’m gonna teach you how to fuck someone up.
Ron after Neville stood up to him and his friends: That’s my baby!!! That’s my baby! Wish he didn’t use that on us but I’m so proud!
Ron meeting Lavender: Ah a fellow pure-blood. You’ll make a great Beauty Witch like your foremothers. May you bring them honor. Good luck in your future medical profession!
Ron after watching Lavender shut Hermione down after she talked down about Beauty n’ Love Witches: Get her, Lav! Get her! That’s my baby girl! What Harry? Mione was asking for it. Just because she’s been here for two months, doesn’t mean she knows everything. Lot of Beauty Witches work in the hospital. One even created that bone-regeneration potion, ya know.
Ron meeting Seamus: Hello new roommate! Hope we can get along for the next six to seven years.
Ron after seeing Seamus blowing things up: BLOODY FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! GET A TEACHER! YOU ARE GROUNDED SEAMUS FINNIGAN! GROUND!
Ron meeting Parvati: Huh…did I see her with blu-Oh! Right, she’s like the twins. She seems like the calming sort.
Ron after watching Parvati play switch-a-roo with her twin: I now understand my mum.
Ron meeting Fay: Oh she’s studying to an Auror? Sweet, can’t wait to see her there.
Ron after seeing Fay throw hands with a six year: Nooooo! Why?! My baby!
Ron meeting Kellen: Ah I see she likes Care Of Magical Creatures. A very hard profession. Good luck to her. She seems like she’ll make it far.
Ron after seeing Kellen try to smuggle a magical creature: YOUNG LADY! YOU PUT THAT CREATURE BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT OR SO HELP ME, MORGAN LE FAY!
Ron meeting Dean: Thanks for helping me with the boys new friend.
Ron after watching Dean team up with Seamus: How can you betray me like this? You were the only one I can trust to keep a good head in his shoulder. Shut up Harry. I’m not being dramatic.
(Dining Hall At Lunch Time)
Hermione: *flops her down at the Griffindor’s dining bench heavily* I can not find anything about the 28 in the library.
Ron: *corrects her mindlessly* Sacred 28, not to be mistaken for the 28th Māori or the Sacred 28th
Dean: The Māori?
Ron: Yeah, the 28th. Battalion Māori. *mumbles* Technically Māori is between the 28th n’ Battalion if you want to get anal about it.
Lavender: *distracted by her Astronomy homework and not paying attention to the topic* There’s a difference ?
Ron: *knows as pure-blood, she was taught this in homeschool and stares at her blankly* Lav…please…
Lavender: *hums mindlessly*
Parvati: *sighs and facepalms*
Blaise: Of course there is. One has to do with muggles in WW2 and the other is the beginning of magic *passing by*
Ron: Thanks!
Blaise: *gives him awkward finger guns*
Seamus: How would you know?
Blaise: It affected the people on my mother’s side. You know the Greeks, North African and Italian campaigns? We had family members apart of it.
Seamus: *tilts his head at his words in thought then gains foot in mouth syndrome* Is this because you’re black?
Gryffindor: *takes turns smacking him* Seamus!
Blaise: I’m full Italian, thank you. *looks down at Seamus then smirks a Ron* Well there is a bit of Portuguese from father of course. First born to the Portuguese Seventh son of the Seventh son and the Italian Seventh Daughter of the Seventh Daughter.
Ron: *stares at him in enamored, star-struck awe*
Harry: *suddenly feels threatened and clings to Ron, hissing at the Slytherin student*
Hermione: *Done with everyone’s shit and still wanting to know what is the Sacred 28 vs The Sacred 28* Honestly!
Herbology class
Ron: *trying to stuff a huge seed down Draco’s throat* Son of a-
Blaise: *panicking as he tries to stop him but is also impressive with the guts Ron has to do this in front of the teacher* Weasley please!
Professor Sprout: *Not really paying attention as she goes around the classroom, interacting with the other students* Evan’s, stop trying to force the Devil’s Snare seed down Malfoy’s throat. *points at Harry and Neville* Potter, Lupin, can you Snape with those two?
Harry: *having an internal mental breakdown at the thought of his mother might being worst then his father.*
Neville: *giving the other boy a side eye before going to help Blaise*
(In the Gryffindor’s Common Room)
Ron: *is standing in front of a wall covered with moving pictures of the exclusive pure-blood duels throughout Hogwarts* Hmmm…
Harry: *laying down on the couch, face down*
Hermione: *taking frantic notes as she sits on Harry’s back* Fascinating, I didn’t know Hogwarts had so many mock battles throughout the years!
Ron: *ominous* Not mocking. It was a duel to the death-
Harry: *let out a loud groan of dismay *
Ron: Of the person’s reputation all throughout- Are you okay Harry?
Gryffindors in the Room: *watches them warily*
Professor McGonagall: *chuckling, remembering Lily Evans doing the same thing in her fifth year as Sirius Black took notes before preparing to go off to war* Ah, this bring me back…
A 7th year: Professor?
McGonagall: I remember one Lily Potter, née Evans, doing exactly the same thing as Mr Ron Weasley before taking the Duel Tournament by storm. She would have won too…if Flitwick hadn’t join in the last minute. *sighs in disappointment* At least they tied.
Gryffindors: *remembers that Flitwick placed in 2nd in all of Europe in Dueling* Oh dear…
Draco: *Talking shit like always, loudly in the halls of Hogwarts*
Everyone: *stops to judge him and mocking him quietly*
Draco: And you see, Granger, this is why the sacred twenty-eighth will never lower themselves to marry the likes of you. Only someone boorish and idiotic would, isn’t that right Weasley?
Harry: *gearing up to hex the blond* Malfoy-
Ron: *bored and completely done with conversation* The sacred twenty-eight? Or The Sacred Twenty-eight?
Hermione: Why can I hear the bold, italic, and underline on the second one?
Ron: Well one is the inbred pure-blooded stupidity and the other is the actual True Pillars Of Magic; Sacred Twenty-eight.
Draco: *red with embarrassment* How dare-
Ron: Shut up 18th House, the 10th House is talking. *walking away with his friends to give them an in-depth explanation*
The Slytherin House: *facepalms*
Ron:*Standing in front of Harry with a broken leg, mangle arm from being bit and ready to throw down* You wanna go bro? You wanna go down?! I can take you! Kick your arse! You wanna kill Harry? Y'all got to kill us all! Come at me you lily-white, ugly arse-
Harry:*panicking, trying to get Ron to sit and off his broken leg* Oh fucking Merlin! Ron! Ron! No bad Ron! *Struggling* Calm down please!
Ron: No balls, nipples hanging, skinny twink!
Sirius: *having multiple horrifying flashbacks to when Lily Evans starting fights in righteous anger over her friends all throughout Hogwarts with James Potter trying to calm her down in a panic*
Sirius: Welp…I lived an okay life.
Ron: I don’t need a bloody wand to-
Hermione: *covering her face in embarrassment and fear* Shhhh Ron, no, please! Stop egging the bloody serial killer! Ronald!
Ron: *lets out a scream as he tackles a shrieking Sirius*
Remus/Severus/Peter: *Flashback to when 4’9 first year Lily taking on a guy twice her height and weight….and winning* Bloody fuck…
“Let me go! Let me go!”
Harry’s head shot up in alarm at a very familiar voice. It was the voice of someone he hadn’t talk to in three days.
“I bloody swear George!” Four seats down from where he sat, stood Ron Weasley (the very boy…them? Ron once mention that he didn’t feel much like a boy a year ago as they shared the bed in the nurse’s infirmary. Both completely tired and full of trauma that was Harry’s father and friends drama; clutching onto each other over close calls.) struggling against his brothers. Pearly white teeth bared in hot coals of inferno rage. Freckles that Harry love to count during History of Magic disappearing under burgundy red blush. “Fred! Get Off! I’ll tell mum! I will, you’ll see!”
The green eyed teen, now know as the fourth campion in the triwizard tournament, quickly struggled to get up on his feet. Unadulterated panic ran throughout his veins to his weak heart (anything that made his Best Friend cry out send him into a frenzy) as if it was in a race. Gasps of shock and whispers of confusion filled the half full dinner hall. His eyes never leaving the struggling form of the youngest Weasley son even as his large heavy glasses start to slide off his face.
“Come now Ronnnie!” George cackled pulling his little brother closer.
“We just want a bit of a chat.” Fred tittered with what sounded to malice glee to onlookers’ discomfort. “Truly ickle Ronnikins! You act like-”
“We’re going to do something untowards! How cruel.”
“How boarish.”
“Hurts. Right here.”
“In the heart.”
“But being cruel is what he’s good at, ain’t he Gred?” Fred asked in mock jest as he starts to pull out what looked to be one of the twins new product. Ron’s electric blue eyes widened as they start to glow white in fear, his struggling becoming frantic. “Being jealous of our poor little Potter.”
Ron stilled in confusion. Harry watched as pale chapped pink lips mouthing the word ‘jealous’.
“That there, you be right Feorge.” George agreed grabbing his captive brother’s chin tightly. Glee filled his body as it always done at the thought of playing a tiny prank at their bother. “Maybe he can pent a bit by helping us with this new product?”
“Oh yes my dearest twin. What an excellent idea! Come Lil’ickle Ronnikins! Help us test out our new Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes Party sing n’ dance!”
Ron let out a shout of terror as he renew his tussle to get away from his childhood tormentors. He refuses to be a guinea pig for them once again against his will. Electric blue eyes, nearly white, looked around for help. He could see couple of students from the other schools race out of their seats to get to him from the laughing Slytherin and gossiping Ravenclaw tables. Even Harry (probably realizing that sending the twins at him like a pack of bloodhounds was a bad idea. For being jealous. Jealous! Honestly, where did he get that idea? Jealous.) was staggering their way.
“Hé! Laissez-le partir!” A red wine haired teenager girl from Beauxbaton snarled as she snarled. She whipped out her reddish-gray wand and called out a spell. “Libération!”
Everyone waited with bated breath as pastel red flash of energy shot out of the girl’s wand and hit the closes arm. They watch as Fred’s arm spasm, causing the large truffle size ball to smack into the youngest male Weasley’s cheekbone. Watched as it exploded and cover all three males in a bright nova colored cloud. Red wine haired teen let out a surprised squeal as she clasps her hands to her mouth in shame.
“Ron!” Harry cried out, floundered toward them impulsively. His only thought was to get to his sunset red haired boy. “Ron talk to me!”
Coughing was his only answer.
That was before a gust of heat like an oven pulse out as fire flared out to the ceiling. The students closes to the fire screech out, scrambling to get away. Harry himself took a few steps back, eyes blinking in discomfort. Once his eyes stop watering, he took in the sight of Ron’s hair doing its best to be a forest fire.
(“My family is blessed with fire.” Ron mumbled into his chest, sleep dancing in his voice. The slightly older boy rubbed his face into the other’s over-baggy pajama shirt. “Da’s da was said to be *yawn* from the third branch of the great Bear Queen. Fire has power over us in sum. Drag still hur’ thou.”
“Third branch?” Harry asked with a softest of tone, eyes to heavy with the sandman’s dreamer magic.
“Third child that had child of their own. ‘Tis a pure-blood thingy. Gotta be strong string to magik thou.”
“Hmm…”)
“You…” Ron snarled, hair getting brighter.
“Now Ronnie…” Fred stammered as he took a clumsy step backward, pulling George with him. “Let’s be calm?”
The younger twin squeaked as he clung to the other’s arm. “I thought only Charlie and Percy could do that.”
“Not now Georgie.”
“Ah, right Freddie.”
Soon an eerie sound of music filled the air.
The room started to darkened and chill.
Not a sound came from the only students and staff in the room as Ron took a calculated step towards his beloved brothers. His usually sweet, joyful face was now cold and stone. Eyes no longer glowing white with fear but with hot blue hell fire.
“It seems, difficult brothers will take advantage of my good nature.” Was hissed out, sending a shudder through all. A hand (a bruise starting to form at its wrist) slowly raises towards the cowering six years. “So lets lock them up.”
The fire from the fourth year’s hair slithered down his neck, across his arm and out his fingers like snakes. Zooming to the air as if it was a hawk diving for its prey. Fred and George screamed as the flames became solid, wrapping around them like rope.
“Throw away the key! I bet there’s one on every tree.” Lyrics coldly being song out through Ron’s lips. Allowing everyone to feel the anger, the hatred and the completely done emotion that was swirling like a whorlpool within the singer’s body.
Memorized by what was happening in front of him, Harry jumped as someone grabbed his robes. His head snapped to look behind him to see Hermione watching with horror.
“Ungrateful!” Came tearing out of Fred’s throat.
George followed after; “Hateful!”
“Vile too!” They sang together in stress.
Ron could feel his eyes roll as if he was playing a role in a story that he had no control over. He was enraged, that much was true but to embarrass his brothers like this? Well…he wasn’t the twins themselves. They were the arses and cruel ones in the family. He should know…fourteen years was enough to see that. “The thing they put me through. Break my spirit as they play! Making me into a silly display. Maybe you’d called wholesome play…”
Tears slowly snuck into his eyes.
“But I’ll call it cruel.” A sob threatened to escape from him; “Cruel love.”
Unwilling to breakdown and become even more of a laughing stock, Ron pulled out his own wand. With a shuddering gasp of air, he summoned the rest of the product. He knew that those….he didn’t know what to call them at the moment. Not that it matters to him right now. He was just too tired for this shite.
“I bloody hope you two know how to handle a sodding lawsuit in case some poor sod is allergic.”
Fred shaking his head to clear, he couldn’t help but question his brother. “Whatcha mean?”
Ron shot five looking truffles into the air, exclaiming; “Vehemens Ventus!”
The room bellow as the spell hit the products. A strong gust that could be considered as a tornado ravaged the arena. Smoke covering their eyes like a dense black fog and filled their lungs, suffocating like an uncontrollable forest fire.
“You want to play arseholes?” The cause of the chaos inquired forbidding. Blue flames glare at the trembling forms of the ones that started the path of the chaos causer. “ Hahaha fine. Game on…bitches.”