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The Master of Death (And The Power of Life)	By : Marvolo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7464 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was midnight when Ron arrived at Ollivanders. The place had acquired a coldness to it. He walked inside and heard voices.
“What am I doing here” Ron thought as he continued down the hall and into a room with a feint glowing light. He saw Ollivander working in the corner holding 2 wands. One was clearly Harry's and the other was the broken elder wand being fused back together.
“Draco didn't think you'd come through for us. That you wouldn't send us the wand but I knew better” The voice came from a small dark figure in the corner of the room, If Ron could have seen him he would've seen him smile.
“I am not stupid. That is what you told me. You sure do try to convince people otherwise, but I see your thoughts boy. I know who you are, I know what you are, and I know where your loyalties truly lie. So I will give you one chance to be honest with me”. Ron felt something big wrap around him and start to crush him. He could feel its scales.
“This is my new pet, I call her Slytherin. She is the most dangerous creature on the planet so you better be honest or.....”.
Ron couldn't breath. He felt it crushing his bones and breaking his ribs. If he physically could he would be screaming in pain. He could evven feel himself dying. However Slytherin loosened her grip.
“Ollivander heal Weasley for me”. Voldemort commanded
Ollivander grabbed his own wand, healing a suffering Ron with a wave before continuing with his work.
Voldemort continued “Where do your loyalties lie Weasley. They are most certainly not with me and they clearly are not with Potter and the Mud blood.
“Don't call her that!” Ron yelled but was silenced by the slow constriction of the snake.
“So tell me where do your loyalties lie!!” Ron couldn't seem him but he could feel his breath on his face.
“With Hermione....” Ron coughed but he felt the snake continue to squeeze.
“Myself” Ron croaked. The snake let him go as he lay on all fours coughing.
“Yes” Voldemort whispered. “You want the mud blood back whether she wants you back or not. You want revenge against Potter for taking her away even when you know it was you who drove her away”.
“No” Ron yelled his face contorting with anger. “She was Harry's always Harry's. She would dream about him. I have heard her whisper his name while she slept. I needed her but no one needed me”. Ron was in tears as he poured is emotions for the first time without alcohol to hide behind. “No one ever needs me. I gave my life to my friends and family. I gave everything to the dam war and I'm left with nothing!”
“That is not all is it Weasley” Voldemort smiled. The Weasley boy was easy to manipulate.
Ron could see the feint outline of eyes staring at him. “He killed her I know in my heart he killed her.”
“You mean your sister” Voldemort spoke his voice full of curiosity “Your sister told you this didn't she, How did you find the stone.”
Ron felt his eyes baring down on him “Ginny showed me the stone before she died. She told me if anything ever happened to her the stone would allow me to speak with her. Day's later she die of an apparent suicide.”
Voldemort searched through his mind. “She gave it to you then..no Potter took it from her. You visited Potter while he slept and used the stone in secret.”
Ron cried again in anger “She told me that she tried to leave he and HARRY KILLED HER!!!”
Voldemort smiled the Weasley boy really was easy to manipulate. “She wants you to kill Potter so they can be reunited in the afterlife, but you still can't go through with it. You still can't hurt Potter even if he murdered your flesh and blood”.
“I don't know” Ron whispered. “I just know that the stone holds the key to death itself. I need it to bring her back, to bring Fred back. Maybe tt can even bring Hermione back too me”. Ron felt himself break down in tears.
“I see pain in your heart. You must purge your pain. It blinds your judgment, the way it blinds Malfoy. He hides behind bandages in a futile effort to cover a face no magic can heal”. It as only then that Ron saw Malfoy in the other corner, huddled in a fetal position holding his heavily bandaged face. Ron could hear him crying.
“ENOUGH!!!!!” Voldemort yelled and lit a light revealing to them The Dark Lord's face. He was deformed before with the misshapen head and slits instead of a nose. But now he was heavily scarred, one of his eyes was black while the other remained red. His head was even more deformed then before. Ron knew this was the result of using Horcruxes.
“Pain is weakness and Everything that causes pain is useless be it love, fear, right or wrong. I have suffered unimaginable pain to get here but I never let it stop me from achieving immortality”. Voldemort was licking his lips he new Ollivander was almost finished with the wand.
“There is no good or evil. There is only power and those too weak to seek it. Malfoy are you weak” Draco shook his head.
“Weasley” Voldemort said “are you weak”. Ron shook his head he new what he had to do. Voldemort smiled as he read his thoughts.
Voldemort then spoke aloud “Ollivander are you too weak to seek it or have you fixed my wand”.
“Yes I have.” Ollivander slowly gave the elder wand to Voldemort.
“And Potter's wand as well” Voldemort hissed and Ollivander quickly relinquished it to the Dark Lord. The look on Voldemort's face was that of a sadist. He turned back to Ollivander.
“I'm afraid your wrong. You could have used the wand to strike me down and claim your power, but fear stopped you. It seems you are indeed too week to seek it”.
“WHAT NO!!!!” Ollivander screamed. Voldemort raised Harry's wand and preceded tear him to shreds, covering the room with and everyone in it with blood. With Ollivander's dead, Voldemort was the master of the wand now.
Voldemort looked at his 2 servants tossing Harry's wand to Ron. “Weasley return to Potter and bring me the stone. Remember if you truly want your sister and the mudblood back in your life. You will need to use emotionless, merciless power. Malfoy this store has stood for over 2000 years. Help me burn it to the ground!!!!”
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Ron apparated back to his home and preced to Vomit. He then got into the shower to wash the blood off him. Harry and Hermione where speaking to the minister while Ron was supposedly packing up. The 3 of them where leaving for Grimmauld Place. It still had many old wards up from when Harry had lived there with Ginny.
Ron looked in the broken mirror with a grimace, His face was pale and his hair was falling out in patches. He had also become unhealthily skinny. He wasn't sure how things had gotten so far but he wasn't going to stop now. He had not seen his sister in weeks. He new that Harry and Hermione would never forgive him for his betrayal. It would not matter though, if he could just get the stone.
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