Chop And Change (Sequel to The Eternal Prophecy)

Ronald Billius Weasley's Poisoned

        It was late night and I was reading my lovely book, on resurrection, given by uncle Kol, as I watched Harry and Hermione, bicker, outside the door. I was done with my patrol with Tom, who was currently very annoying.He kept on barging me with questions about what I was doing in the R.O.R., what was in the pouch, how did the bird come to life again. All sorts of questions. Thank god, I took and detour and remained away from him, before he could barge me with more and more questions.
        Currently I wore a babydoll nightgown. singing eye abides the heart, as I read the book when I heard Harry discussing about Malfoy with Hermione, who was doing her homework, as he was peering into the Marauder's Map.

        "Aria was right Harry. You need to be tactful. Did you really expect to walk up in Slughorn's office and ask him to reveal his deepest, darkest secret?" she scolded him."Harry, sometimes I think the daily prophet should call you the dim one." This made me laugh out loudly, making Hermione look at me and smile.
        "Nice." said Harry sarcastically.
        "You're going to have to persuade him somehow," she told him as she rose from her seat."And now, am afraid you've made it a lot harder."She then took my hand and started to go to the stairs when Harry stopped us with his words.
        "Ati, Hermione, I think Malfoy's leaving the castle."said Harry making us stop right on our track.We turned to face him as he continued"I've seen it." he said as he nodded his dumb head."Sometimes............sometimes he just disappears off the map."Obviously duh, cause he's in the R.O.R.
        "That's not possible," argued Hermione."Not with the security around these days.No one can leave the castle. You are wrong."
        "The map is never wrong." said Harry making Hermione shake her head while I nodded.
        "You  coming?" she asked me. I simply shook my head, and headed along with Harry to his dorm, only to find the floor having a trail of candy foils. I rolled my eyes. Ronald, no one else. My look made Harry smile at me.We followed the trail of candy foils, to find Ron sitting upon the window sill in his PJs, with a heart shaped box by his side. Holy Mother of Fucking Shit. He ate those candies! Seriously how dumb can you get!
        "It's beautiful, isn't it the moon?" asked Ron.He was so much in a trance of those candies spiked with love potion. Shit man. Shit.
        "Divine." said Harry."Had ourselves a little late-night snack did we?" 
        "It was on your bed."replied Ron."The box. I'd thought I'll try one." I looked to where he pointed and saw it was the box of love potion chocolates Romilda had sent Harry as Christmas present. The longer it is kept, the stronger the effect. Oh no...........Ronald Billius Weasley what have you done?!!!!!!!!!!!!
        "Or twenty." I said.
        "I can't stop thinking about her." said Ron. Oh hell.
        "Really? Honestly, I was starting to think she was annoying you."said Harry. God, Harry he's not speaking about slutty Lavender.
        "She can never annoy me.."said Ron"I think............I think I love her."Oh hell.
        "Excuse me."said Harry as Ron nodded making Harry look bewildered.
        "Well..brilliant."exclaimed Harry as he looked at me.        
        What's wrong with him he mouthed me.
        Love Potion. Your christmas candies from Romilda Vane. I mouthed back. His eyes went wide.Go along with the damn act.I further mouthed to him.He nodded his head in agreement.
        "Do you think she knows that I exist?" asked Ron.
        "Bloody well hope so. You've been snogging her for three months."said Harry.
        "Snogging?"said Ron taken by surprise."Who're you talking about?"he asked.
        "Who are you talking about?"asked Harry.
        "Romilda, of course. Romilda Vane."said Ron.He stared and then grinned at Ron's behaviour.
        "Okay. Very funny." stated Harry earning him an attack on the head by Ron, which he barely missed."What's that for?"
        "It's no joke. I'm in love with her."said Ron. So this is how Riddle senior must have experienced with Merope Gaunt.
        "Okay, fine! You love her!Have you actually met her?!"said Harry.
        "No. Can you introduce me?"asked Ron.Harry looked at the gift, and then was going to say something, when an idea struck me. We simply had to lure him to a remedy.
        "Come on Ronald, we're gonna introduce you to Romilda Vane." We led him to Slughorn's office, all of us in our pjs. 
        "How do I look?"asked Ron.
        "Devastatingly handsome." said Harry.I rapped at the door, followed by footsteps and a loud crash.
        "Damn it all!"said the voice.The door opened revealing Sluggie in his velvet green dressing gown and matching nightcap looking bleary-eyed and annoyed."Yes?"he said warily, finally gaining his proper sight."Oh, Potter, Petrova its you two. I'm afraid I'm busy at the moment."he said starting to close the door, when Harry, smartly blocked it with his foot.
        "Sir. We're sorry, we wouldn't bother you if it weren't important."I said.
        "Where Romilda?"said Ron, making Sluggie look at him.
        "What's wrong with Wenby?"he asked Harry.Harry whispered what had happened into his ears, making him frown."Oh, alright. Very well, bring him in."Slughorn with his practise, mixed ingredients and concocted an antidote for the love potion, as Ron peered into the mirror.Harry meanwhile was looking at the photo of himself and Sluggie, as he pointed out to one of mine with Tom and Sluggie, just beside it."I'd would have thought you two, would have whipped up a remedy for this in no time, Harry and Aria - being two exceptional potioneers that you'll are."
        "I figured this called for a more practised hand, sir."said Harry.
        "Hello darling. Fancy a drink"We turned to see Ron wink at a mirror.        "
        "Perhaps you all are right."said Slughorn, as he went back to mixing and I helped him, Harry eyeing him furtively. 
        "I'm sorry sir about the other day......our misunderstanding."said Harry. 
        Slughorn turned at him, eyeing him briefly and looking away."Yes, well, water under the bridge as they say." They then argued about Voldemort. Seriously, dude there are things far far bigger than that nitwit."Alright, my boy, bottoms up."he said as he handed Ron a goblet.
        "What's this?"asked Ron.
        "Tonic for nerves."I replied, as I rolled my eyes. Ron drank the potion, and at last he recovered.Thank goodness.       After drinking the potion, his face sagged along with his grin."What happened to me?" he asked.