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Ron's War: Second Story in the Bane Saga	By : LadyofSpades Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 3982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ron apparated to the alley Helen had told him about right in front of him was the fire escape. The snatcher was sound asleep draped over his shoulder. Tears fell in spite of his attempts to hold them back.....The whole damn thing was just so....so....fucked.

How someone trapped in Helen’s shoes could still believe in them all....Yes. She had said Harry but Ron saw in her eyes she meant the three of them. In the eyes of most of the wizarding world Ron realized, they were all one ...He, Harry, and Hermione ....The whole world, wizarding and muggle alike, was going right down the ol crapper fast....The sickness was overwhelming...It was everywhere....There seemed to be no stopping it...Any sane well informed person would figure it was over. The whole world was fucked and there was no hope....It all just seemed, overwhelming. Why did any of them hold out hope?...The more he thought about the sickness, the perversion, the rapes, the murders, the bigotry, the madder he found himself getting, in spite of everything ....Sure, somebody had to do something about it, but why him....Who was he?....just another poverty stricken Weasley, blood traitor to world at large...and just a kid really....All three of them were ....Kids that is....Why did it all depend on them? Why not someone great ....He looked at the steps ....There would be no turning back once he went up....There was a good chance Bane himself was there....the ultimate bogeyman...If stories were to be believed.....A wizard so powerful even Voldemort ‘emself hesitated to move against ‘em....And he was alone....Somehow Ron knew in his heart Bane was responsible for what Helen and all the others were going threw.....He thought about what he had done to Hermione and countless others for decades.....How much suffering one foul wizard could cause? And who was standing up....His fear and depression evaporated; to be replaced not by rage, not by foolish self indulgent overconfidence, but by a grim determination.....A single thought .....an echo rever-berating threw out the whole of the world....Someone has to do something.....Well, if no one else would.....If no one else could.....If it all came down to him .....Then damn it all he would do. What had to be done....No matter what, Bane would die.

Ron started up the stairs.

He reached the door to the Slippery Lily just as Helen had said ....Without a seconds hesitation, he opened it and walked in ....

There was no guard...beyond the door was an overly plush pub....The carpets and pillows were filthy and stained. The glasses at the bar were dirty. He scanned the room....There was a sizable crowd. He quickly studied the room for tactical advantage. The wizards at the table nearest the door were a non issue. They were smashed out of their heads. Smoking hexed fairy weed from a huka. On the left side of the bar was a door leading into what he assumed was the brothel proper. Standing closest to it was a hooker leaning against the bar talking to the bartender. She was a mess. Obviously an addict, she was shaking. Begging the bar tender for a fix. The bar tender was a dangerous looking Wizard. He had his wand strapped to his wrist in a glowing wrist holster. He glanced up at Ron as he carried in the snatcher.The other 3 men at the bar seemed disinterested in anything but their drinks. On the right side of the room was another door with a sign on it reading office. Sleeping in a large overstuffed chair by the door was a freaking ogre. Scanning the rest of the crowd it was a mix of cut throats and wastoids. About 20% were witches. A few hookers moved threw the crowd serving drinks and flirting.

There he saw Katlyn Myer. She was sitting at a full table laughing with her colleagues.

Ron studied the table more closely. 4 men 3 women. He recognized about half of them. All influential important people in the wizarding world. Not people you would find frequenting a pox pit like this. Herman Meg the head of the Ministries Bureau of Decency. Adrian Cain dualist extraordinaire wealthy, powerful, famous, talented, respected, Ron had, had to trade 6 other rare wizard cards to get his. And Kate Delacre oldest daughter of Devon Delacre, one of the richest wizards in Europe. His primary value to the wizarding business world was as a go between with the muggle business world. Devon had made a fortune drifting between the two worlds. He was snubbed slightly ;but everybody who was anybody did business with him. The other 3 he did not recognize. Neither of the men fit Bane’s description but that didn’t mean much. The other witch seemed to be in charge. Everyone appeared to be a little too respectful of her.

All this took only a few seconds for Ron to take in. Trying not to draw attention to himself he headed for the office. Figuring that since he “had business” here that would be the proper response.

“Hey,” the bar keep yelled at him. “I wouldn’t if I were you....The mistress will come to you, if you have business with her, when she is good and ready....Knock on that office door and Ol Joe will rip your bloody head off.” the bar keep glanced toward the sleeping Ogre.

“Hummm ok” Ron said changing direction to head for the bar. When he got there he dumped the snatcher to the floor. “Butterbeer.” He said.

“ And for your friend?”

“He’s not my friend and I think he’s had enough....Actually he needs a job.” Ron said.

The bartender sat the butterbeer in front of Ron. “What kinda job?” He asked peering suspiciously at Ron.

Ron had kept his hood pulled over his head. He also kept his face turned so no one could get a good look at it. The chances someone at Katlyn Myer’s table might recognize him was too high. He also kept his wand arm free and ready to draw. This was going to get ugly. He had to keep them alive till they lead him to Bane. “He’s my addle brained cousin has Conier disease.” Conier disease was a non contagious condition similar to alzheimer. It was caused by botched magic. “We can’t take care of him anymore.”

The bar keep obviously did not believe him but just grunted nodded slightly. Then said “You’ll have to discuses that with Mistress Lily.” Then went back to wiping down another part of the bar with a dirty rag.

The meeting at Katlyn Myer’s table was breaking up. Every one was standing up getting ready to leave. He was going to have to move fast.

“Remember. I’ll be checking in with each of you individually over the next few days. OUR master will not be happy with even the slightest deviation in his designs, and failure will surly meet with extreme disapproval. Miss Delacre, I will see your father first thing in the morning. Master Bane is most upset with the delays on the house he requested be prepared for him.” The unknown witch said.

Ron soaked in every word. He changed his plans as soon as the words were spoken. He must not be identified. He had to get close to this unknown witch. He might not have found Bane. But, he has found Bane’s right hand. She was the key to Bane himself.

“I will tell him, but, as I informed you earlier Ma`am. We will over come the problems. It will be ready on schedule.”

“I certainly hope so. I will not shade my reports to shelter you. I really do not think you will find your next visit from Master Bane nearly so pleasant as your last....In fact the next visit may be your last.”

Kate Delacre was visibly shaken. She fell to her knees and clutched the unknown witch’s hand. “Please, we will not fail....I will do whatever you want....Don’t lead Master to believe I would ever fail him.”

Ron witnessing her fear and was certain she was one of Bane’s victims. His heart went out to her. He had to resist the urge to rush to her defense.

The unknown witch jerked her hand back “Then see to it. That you don’t. Fail him.”

Kate leapt up and ran out the door. Most of the others had already left.

“Ronald Prewett, I thought I recognized that voice.” Said Katyn Myers

“SHH not so loud. I’d rather keep my name quite.” Ron said

“Oh calm down. This is the most discrete place in all of England. Is that the dumbass that interrupted breakfast.” She said looking at the man at his feet. “OH I’d like you to meet Tabathy Cleaver. Tab, this is the wizard I mentioned to you earlier.”

Ron lowered his hood “Pleased to meet you Miss Cleaver.” Glancing down at the snatcher he had carried in still under sleeping charms “No this is my cousin Dipsheite Prewett. He has Conier disease.”

Then another voice soft and feminine spoke from behind Ron. “Really. Well, we have a witch working here with Conier disease. I am well acquainted with how to care for those with it. You have brought him to the right place.”

Ron turned around. There was a hot sexy woman with disturbingly pale skin wearing a scandalously revealing evening gown. Ron knew what she was at once. She was a living, if that word applies, manifestation of every male wizard sexual vampire fantasy. “I am. Mistress Lily.” she said holding out her hand for him to kiss.

Ron bowed to her respectfully then kissed her hand just as if they were both in the most posh establishment in the Kingdom. ‘So the new lily is a vampire’ he thought. The name Lily always goes to the new mistress; and everyone acts as if she has always ran the establishment. He learned that from some of his fathers more frustrated rants at dinner. He still remembered his father roaring ‘Where do they find these hags?’ before his mother made him ‘hush it.’ “I am very honored to meet you Mistress Lily.” he said

“Perhaps we should discuss this in my office....I understand how sensitive such matters can be.”

“Of course. Thank you for your curtesy.” Ron responding gesturing for her to lead on.

The vampiress started walking toward her office her movements more of an erotic dance than a walk. Without looking back she said “Perhaps you should bring your cousin Dipshit as well.”

“That is Dipsheite.” Ron said walking back and picking up the snatcher.

“Whatever.” Said Mistress Lily opening the door to her office and walking in without looking back. She left the door open.

“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.” Ron said to the two witches he was talking to before.Then followed the vampire into her office.

“You were right Kate. He is something. Elegant, yet vulgar. Smooth and crass at the same time. You say his family supplies rare herbs and has connection all around the planet.”

“Thats the way it seems, Tab, from what I could find out. One thing for certain. Mitilda is willing to give him discounts if not free ones including 3 days reservation in the basement. To curry goodwill with his people.”

“You have done well I’ll take over with him. If he pans out to be half what he seems it will be a very valuable find. I need you to stick around till he is comfortable with me to smooth things out. He probably has heard enough of our conversations to make him nervous. Also most European wizards Avoid all ‘spiritual’ mumbo jumbo like the its poxed.”

“I’d be happy to Mis Cleav....er. I mean Tab.” Katlyn said still being a little uncomfortable calling someone so important to Bane by such a casual name. “If I may ask while we wait for him to finish with Lily... Why has Bane assigned you such menial work as carrying messages between the colonies and here? He usually has Evelyn handle that.”

“Katlyn in the short time I have been here you have proven to be a most capable witch and I hope we have become friends; enough for you to be comfortable calling me Tab. To answer your question, Master Bane has a very low opinion of Evelyn’s intelligence. And as he made a deal with the Dark lord” She said rolling her eyes in disrespect at Voldmort’s title, “to stay in America till this was all over. He has assigned Evelyn the task of monitoring the hunt for those three missing children everyone is so desperately trying to find.”

Katlyn realized just how American Tabathy Cleaver really was. Nobody here would ever be so fearless of the Dark Lord. She obviously just didn’t realize how powerful he truly was. And on top of that to refer to the Golden Trio as 'missing children’ What she did not know could fill pages. The witch may be brilliant and one of Bane’s favorites; but she really just doesn’t comprehend what is going on here at all. Katlyn thought.

Tabathy continued “Also We are reaching a crucial moment here. ‘The Dark Lord’” She a side of sarcasm dripping from her voice. It was forcing Katlyn to struggle to control her fear at taking part in the conversation. “Is solidifying his social structures and rebuilding the world in his image. If we are going to twist that into a world we will be comfortable in. We must work fast and subtly. Any slip. Will have long term. Dire consequences. So since Master Bane can no longer supervise the corruption of The Dark Lords grand dream. That all falls to me. It’s the most important task Master Bane has ever trusted me with. I would rather never have sex again than fail him.”

Meanwhile in the office

Ron walked in carrying his ‘cousin’ it was a nice yet simple office. Lily gestured to the sofa and chairs. Ron laid his cousin on the sofa then took a seat. The vampire was lounging in her chair behind her desk with her long legs propped up on the desk. Ron realized she was so use to using sex appeal as a weapon. It came naturally to her. Then he took a seat.

“Okay. Whats your spiel? Lets hear your pitch.” She said more relaxed having completely changed gears after seeing how comfortable he was with proper decorum.

Ron grinned inwardly if she was hoping to throw him off balance by changing her manners she was out of her depth. He mastered that technique before he could walk. “As I already said when you were trying to sneak up behind me. He has Cornier disease it’s becoming problematic for the family. I was told you could care for such wizards and find meaningful work for them.”

“Cut the bullshit....cute story I may even use it. Now you want to tell me what Dipshit’s real story.

“Once again as you don’t hear well it’s Dipsheite” He says struggling to keep a straight face. “Ok the family is finding him embarrassing we need him to vanish but nobody can bring themselves to kill him. So it has fallen to me.”

“A little better want to try again. and how bad is he fucked up.....I can’t use him if you’ve caved in his skull and I’m buying a dead parrot.”

“Alright” Ron said leaning forward looking mad. “I’m here in England on family business. I also happen to be the family pervert. This ass hat kept getting in my way....worse he found out too much about my extracurricular activities....enough to get me cut off. I need him gone...I obliviated him ...getting rid of a dead body is outside of my expertise.” Ron said faking his aggravation perfectly.....had to play this right Katlyn had recognized the snatcher. This had to be believable to preserve the Prewett ID.

She laughed....”Okay. Who is he. The truth I need to know how much trouble you just brought to me.”

Ron looked despondent “He’s one of those snatcher blokes. Aside from smashing his face some and wiping his memories he should be fine....I was kinda liking the idea of him being fagged out here.”

“We may still be able to work something out. Nobody really cares much about snatchers. We will have to bring him out of the sleep charm and have him checked out. How is this you seem to have plenty of cash. You have brought your troubles to my door. I should charge you for that.”

Ron felt a lump forming in his throat. In truth his cash was rapidly running out.

“I won’t however....instead as I understand mostly you just need him to vanish from polite society. Leave him here. If he checks out I will put his ass to work. If not, I will make him vanish. Getting rid of dead bodies is is in my expertise.”she said showing her fangs “If you have brought more trouble to my door step than you have admitted to me. Then I will teach you how it is done.”

Ron thought gotta haggle just a bit “Come on was hoping to get at least one or two nights partying money of this bloke. At least throw in some free drinks.”

“Done....we will start a tab for you at the bar if he proves useful we will credit that toward your tab. If not I will expect full payment.”she said trying to seem menacing showing off her fangs.....Ron wondered how menacing she would seem if he cast the sunlight charm he learned way back before he even started Hogwarts. He saw a vampire fry under that spell once....It was after his dad for something he had done at work....vamps were dangerous and spooky but very very fragile he knew only too well.

“OK deal” He said not really caring much one way or the other. The snatcher was just an excuses to be here with out having to snog on of their pox ridden ho’s He headed back out into the bar.

Ron locates the two witches. They have taken a table and have a butterbeer waiting for him. “Next rounds on me.” He says sitting down drinking deeply from his mug.

“Katlyn here tells me your quit the stud” Tab said

Ron laughs “I don’t know where she heard that. ‘Avn’t had a chance to snog her yet.”

“How bout here. We can have a ménage à trois actually sounds good about now.” Tab offers

“Hey. I’m up for it.” offers Katlyn.

Ron considers for just a moment while draining his butterbeer. It was the best way to get close to them. It was tempting on another level. They were both attractive witches. Images of Hermione immediately came to mind as soon as he even considered it. The witches didn’t seem so attractive anymore. Had to play this one smart. “Ladies It’s been a long, aggravating, day when nothing has gone right. Im not going anywhere near a bed in this place. I have heard too much about it. The way this day has gone I’ll catch the pox from the sheets.” It might stall them for a time.

“So lets go somewhere else.” Katlym suggested.

Not getting off that easy Ron thought “Look the only thing I’m getting for a whole day of headaches is free drinks....it’s all Lily would pay for the bum....so” he said ordering a round of firewhiskey “lets get goblin face drunk. Can I count on you gals to get me out of here intact?” he asked

“Sure Ron” said Katlyn.

“Great then lets get sloshed. Then we can all go snog till we pass out.” Ron said

Tabathy smiled lifting her firewhiskey “That sounds absolutely perfect Mr Prewett. I knew you were my kinda wizard” She winked and drained the glass. Ron and Katlyn followed suit. “We are going to work the waitress to death if we keep ordering one drink at a time. Besides the bar whiskey is horrible. Katlyn go get us a bottle of the good stuff from Big Mike.” she said looking at her conveying some message with her eyes

Katlyn rose at once “Be right back lovers.”

Ron agreed the Firewhiskey was horrible. But the ‘good stuff’ she was getting would have a more intoxicating effect making his plan a little riskier. “So your an elder in some American sex cult?” he said

Tabathy laughed again “Not exactly, We are more of an order dedicated to pleasure. pure pleasure for pleasure sake. Mr Prewett Inhibitions have no place among us.”

Katlyn informed the bar keep Big Mike that if the bill went over what Lily was crediting Mr Prewett that The DOB would pick up the remainder of the tab and for him to keep sending bottles of decent Firewhiskey not the watered down crape they made themselves in the basement to their table. Then headed back toward the table with a bottle of mid priced Firewhiskey

“That didn’t sound like what you were discussing with your crew earlier....sorry couldn’t help but hear part of it.” Ron responded

“Everyone has their own kinks....some like to be controlled surely someone who bought out Mitilda’s Basement understands that and your sharp enough to know how misleading hearing part of a conversation can be especially with out any context.” Tab said

“Sure I’m not jumping to conclusions mind you but I’m also not much of a joiner. Say the Bane you were talking about isn’t The Elijah Bane from The Emerald Forest Cain’t be I’ve been hearing bogeyman stories about him all my life. Besides He’s have to be so old he couldn’t get it up without a potion anyway.” Said Ron

About then Katlyn got back with the bottle and filled everyones glasses. and the drinking began in earnest.

Tab Laughed again “The stories always get it half assed wrong. But I’ll tell you yeah it’s the same Bane...But I can tell you first hand he has no trouble getting it up.”

“Here’s to getting it up.” Ron said lifting his glass.

“Here here.” The ladies agreed and clinked their glasses with his.

“So your like Bane groupies.” Ron said

“No we’re like pleasure groupies.....Bane just plunged in deeper into the pursuit of pleasure than any witch or wizard before him ever did....He shares his experience and learning with us thats all. in the end we all pursue our own pleasure and learn our own lessons from it.” Tab said

“Come on Ron surly you’ve been there .....After 2 days of Mitilda’s basement you felt it. something just beyond the physical sensations. A hint of the secret of the universe itself hiding just out of reach.” Katlyn said

Ron looked deep in thought

“You’ll have to excuse Katlyn She’s a true believer in all that spiritual mumbo jumbo tripe. Most of us are just about enhancing our pleasure. Not going of on some sexual exhaustion fueled trance to learn the secrets of the universe.” Tab said

“No it’s ok she has a point....there are times.....” Ron trailed off taking another drink. He could see it in thier faces they were buying it lock stock and barrel. He was in. Bane I’m coming for you. He thought to himself.

Many hours and several bottles later. Katlyn and Tabathy are caring Ron into a very nice bedroom. He appears to be too drunk to walk by himself. They both seem to be more than a little drunk themselves. “This has been a great night...much better than the day has been. Now lets get starkers.” Ron seems to attempt to say slurring his words so bad it’s hard to understand them.

“Lets see what size wand your packing.” Says Katlyn as they all three stagger into the room. As the girls release Ron he starts trying to get his shirt off but can hardly stand. Then he hits the floor and begins to snore.

“Well, Merlin’s weak bladder,” Says Katelyn.

“Oh give him a break. He drunk enough fire whiskey to put half the wizards in this town on the floor....he’s had a rough day. If your too worked up I guess I can still help you.” Tab said

“No I’m ok. Good thing you had me pick up that sobrius et potion.”

“He’s a hell of a find Katlyn. You’ve done very well. when we turn him he will make a better resource than Devon. Hell of a find girl. his resources and connections will be invaluable to us all. Not to mention He will fit right in. I’ll have him wearing Bane’s Mark with in two weeks.”

“Still I would have liked to see him in action before going the next step. Shame he passed out.” Katlyn said

“Yeah well I have business in the morning.” Looking out the window the first hint of predawn could be seen “Helga”s hairy slit I guess its morning Maybe it’s a good thing he passed out. I must be about Bane’s business. and so must you.” As she spoke she took some parchment and a quill out of a dresser drawer and wrote a note she the levitated him into bed.

“Ok katlyn. As soon as it opens you need to be at The Golden Asp. Yaxley will meet you there. You must impress upon him how important it is that his Little Jr Death Eater Squad gets lead into debaucher.....we need them cutting loose and let them abuse their authority. Raping and pillaging for the fun of it all. I’m counting on you to get Yaxley to start giving them assignments that will quickly turn them into quite the rape squad.”

“I’ll get the job done Tab. I just don’t see what it’s accomplishing. But it will be done all the same.” Katlyn replied

“Great. Get changed and freshen up. I’m out now going to wake Old Devon up from his night cap. I need to shake that one up. Bane repeated to me three times how important Devon’s assignment is. The old bum is dropping the ball. After all, the times, Bane has raped him and his daughters you’d think he’d know better by now.” Tab said

“You think the stories are true. Tab. About how he broke Devon down; took everything away from him leaving him selling his daughters on the streets for food money. Afterwards building him back up to one of the richest men around when he pledged loyalty.” Katlyn asked

“Every word as if it was written on truth stones.” Said Tab while fleshing herself up with cleaning charms. “It happened. Count on it. Bane is more than just, a wizard. Bane is a living manifestation. A force of nature. He is power. He is wisdom. He is pleasure. He is pain. And HE is the only REAL truth.” Said Tab

“And that truth is in the end. It was all for nothing. It was all meaningless. Hope -is- the lie.” Responded Katlyn

“And so it is. Just as it has always been.” Said Tab shaking her hair out. “Enough, with the montra’s we have, things, to get done.” Then she left.

“To bad you passed out stud. We would have snogged you beyond, Anything. You’ve ever, even fantisied about.” Katlyn whispered to Ron’s snoring body. Then left the room.

As soon as he was sure they were gone. Ron jumped up. ‘I knew that Sobirus et potion would come in handy. Gonna have to get some more of it before this is over’ He found the letter they left behind.

“Sorry Lover

Little too much “wine”. We’ll have to do the the other part later. Your at the town house I rented. Feel free. Make yourself comfortable. My home is your home. Katlyn and I both had business to attend and sorry to have to leave you. We will not be back till evening. You are welcome to wait up. Of course, if you have business of your own, I understand. You can owl me at this address. Please if you must go let me know how to contact you as well. I really want to see some more of you. And would like to show you more of me.

Yours,

Any way you want me

Tabathy Cleaver.

Ron searched and studied every inch of the town house learning a far amount about Bane’s order. Wishing all the while that Hermione and Harry were there as well. He was certain they would find what he missed. Then he left and went back to his apartment.
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