Harry Potter and the Blood Risen Moon (Completed)

Chapter 9: Truth Behind Closed Doors

Harry headed upstairs to join the others. A small headache had begun to form from his information upload. It would be so much easier he if could remember. Only a year had passed here, so to much couldn't have changed? Right?

The group in the living room was only Draco, Tonks and Hermione. Ron had gone off somewhere. Harry sniffed the air and matched the scent. He was upstairs along with someone else. Ron was trustworthy, so he wasn't about to charge up there looking for the enemy.

"Harry, is everything okay?" Tonks asked as he entered the room. The rest of the group looked up at him. Draco grunted and stood, "I'll leave this family reunion to those who care." Harry didn't acknowledge him as he left. His focus was on Hermione.

Memories rose to the surface of his mind. He shook his head to clear away the thoughts and then sat. Hermione and Tonks took his shake to be their answer. "What's wrong?" Hermione asked sitting next to him.

Her scent overwhelmed him. To be this close to her again, and not be able to do anything since she was Ron's girlfriend. If only he knew what had happened this past year. The questions on both side still to be answered.

"Nothing, just some old memories giving me a headache." He said leaning back in the seat of the couch. She touched his forehead, surprised he didn't pull away, but almost lean into it. Her old Harry was resurfacing.

"Anything good?" Tonks asked joining in the seat in front of them. Harry shrugged not sure if they were good or bad. To many pieces were missing. "In that case perhaps we can figure out what happened with you."

Harry made eye contact and nodded. "First things first. Where did you go?"

"I'm not sure. It was as if I was in the amulet. A world that the soul fragment of Voldemort created. A horrible place." Harry replied.

Hermione sat in thought at Harry's description of the hell he went to. "Dimensions like previously thought is a possibility but I doubt it. Perhaps you were in the soul itself. Since your soul and Voldemort's are connected it is possible that the amulet combined your souls when you did something to the amulet."

The theory was possible and sounded to be truer to the truth. If that was the case then they would have to be careful with the others.

"So you defeated soul fragment of Voldemort and came back?" Tonks asked.

"Yes. Of course I didn't expect that time here moved so slowly. What happened while I was gone?" Harry asked.

"The war is in full swing. When Voldemort figured out that you were gone he began to attack anyone on the street, in the safety of their homes. Draco's father went after Ginny. Ron went to save her and got hurt. Luckily Draco was there and protected them both. A shock for all of us. However he has proven to be a trustworthy ally." Tonks said. Hermione watched Harry's reaction.

"So I can trust Malfoy now?" Harry puffed and crossed his arms. He remembered Draco. He could never trust him, especially since that night. "Anything else I should know?"

"Well, aside from Hogwarts being the safe house, the order still meets here. Also, there have been a few deaths that you may be concerned about." Hermione said. Harry looked at her, his interest peaked. At his silence she continued, "Cho, Fred, George, Semus, Lavender, and Snape are dead."

Harry's heart was heavy at the news of Fred, George, Semus, and Cho. He had been good friends with them. A loss for them. However Snape didn't bother him. He was glad he'd been killed. Upset however he hadn't done the killing himself.

"Anything happen to you that you would like to share?" Tonks asked. Harry heard something from upstairs. He listened until he was able to make out a moan. Someone was hurt as far as he was concerned. He jumped to his feet and rushed upstairs. Hermione and Tonks followed once they realized he was gone, shocked by how fast he had moved.

Harry bust open the door, the frame breaking and wood flying across the room. Ron was in bed with a blonde underneath him. The source of the moaning as he soon found out. Ron pulled himself away quickly, "Do you bloody mind?"

Rage filled Harry and before anyone could stop him, he had Ron pinned against the wall. Ron didn't move as Harry's grip tightened. He was shocked to see the yellow in his eyes. His strength un-human. "Oh god." Harry heard Hermione behind in. Luna sat up, pulling the sheets around her.

"How dare you. Your girlfriend was just downstairs. Besides, your girlfriend is Hermione. You worthless piece of…" Harry squeezed as Tonks came and pulled on his arm. Ron was turning blue.

Everyone stopped as Harry growled. His hands had changed into claws, fangs apparent behind his lips. His eyes held a yellow glow. Harry had turned into this wolf like creature. Almost wolverine.

"Harry?" Hermione called his name, fear evident in her voice. It snapped him out of his rage as he slowly let down Ron. Luna sat tall, confused.

"Girlfriend? Ron told me you two broke up." Luna stated. Harry growled again. This wasn't looking good for Ron's manhood.

"Well as of now where broken up, you lying, cheating, piece of bloody scum." Hermione broke down crying.

"Hermione I'm sorry." Ron managed to cough out. Harry picked him up again and slammed him into the wall.

"How long?" he growled out the question. Ron simply answered out of blind fear. "A year."

Ron was unconscious and bleeding on the floor before anyone knew what happened. Harry clinched his fist and turned to Luna. "I didn't know I was the other girl. If I had I wouldn't have continued with this…this…affair. Oh Ronald."

Harry shook his head and turned back to Hermione who leaned against the wall crying. He changed back and cracked his neck. Half-way turning always left him tense and feeling bottled up. He picked her up and carried her to his room.

He gently laid her down on his bed and covered her up. He didn't notice the room had been completely cleaned since his re-entry to this world. He sat down and watched over her as she slept. Ron was a bloody idiot to cheat on Hermione. The perfect woman in his world. In his world, the words echoed through out his entire being as he remembered everything. How simple that one person could pull forward so many emotions and draw out memories connected to those emotions. He would have to thank her when she woke. Not only but they had a lot to talk about. Such as he's a werewolf able to change at will and that Ron was a jerk. He was right, they had a lot to talk about.