Harry Potter Preferences & Imagines

Rqst: Ron Weasley • Horcruxes and Torture (Pt. 2)

PART TWO

A continuation of the request by JulzLovDraco4Eva

A/N: This one was kind of hard to write very well. I low-key hate how it turned out but I am publishing it anyways, so please everyone let me know what you think. Thanks, and enjoy the chapter!

Description: Ron, Harry, Hermione and the reader are held hostage at Malfoy Manor, and Ron breaks out of the dungeon in order to stop Bellatrix—who is torturing the reader—and the two finally admit their feelings for each other.

Word Count: 1548 (A long one, I know!)

TW: Torture/Blood.

Third Person POV

(Y/N) woke up feeling far from rested. She was still too worried to eat breakfast despite Hermione's many attempts to entice her with food. Harry was nowhere to be found in the morning and Hermione guessed that he was out looking for Ron.

About a half an hour later, whilst the two girls were sweeping the tent floor, a rustling noise came from outside. Quietly, they both made their way to the entrance with caution. To (Y/N)'s great relief, she spotted Harry and Ron outside.

She wasn't sure whether she wanted to kiss or yell at Ron. Before she got a chance to say anything, though, she realized how frantic they looked and that they were practically sprinting towards the tent.

"Snatchers! Go, run!" Harry shouted to them. There was no time to ask questions, so (Y/N) and Hermione started running in the same direction the boys were. Everyone had their wands on them, and nothing else in the tent was important enough to stop for.

Whilst running, (Y/N) managed to see that Harry was holding the locket in his hand, but it looked like it had been smashed open. Ron, who was running closest to her, was holding a big sword encrusted with good and rubies. Where had that thing come from?

Ron then suddenly stumbled over a tree root, managing to regain his balance but dropping the sword in the process. Judging by the look on Ron's face when it fell, (Y/N) figured that it must be important and reached down to pick it up.

That was all the time it took for Fenrir Greyback to hit her with a 'Stupefy', charm and she was out like a light. Ron paused to catch her before she hit the forest floor, and by then the Snatchers had caught up to them both. The chase was over.

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(Y/N) came to in the main room at Malfoy Manor. Within seconds of her opening her eyes, her body was yanked off the cool marble and she was hauled to her knees. Just like all the other prisoners in the room, a Death Eater's wand was soon aimed at her neck.

"Well, if you don't think he's the Potter boy, then I've got no use for him. Take him to the dungeons!" Bellatrix determined. (Y/N) was now able to see a nervous Draco Malfoy and a sickly Lucius Malfoy standing in front of some poor boy that looked as if his head was blown up like a balloon.

After a few moments of staring, she realized that the boy actually was Harry, and she winced thinking about the pain he must be in. Each Death Eater that was holding a prisoner quickly forced them all to their feet, but paused when they heard Bellatrix let out a big gasp.

"Where did you get that?" Everybody turned to see that she was talking to Fenrir, who was holding up the sword which (Y/N) had stopped to pick up.

"I found it in her hands." He explained, pointing to (Y/N). Bellatrix looked murderous as she made her way over to (Y/N). She tried to worm free from the grip that the Death Eater had on her, but was discouraged from doing so when he dug the tip of his wand into her neck.