Capítulo 62: Chapter 62 - Lucky Hunting II
Ron watched Daphne lift his hand and take his two wet fingers into her mouth and suckle them to taste the 'lemonade'.
Merlin! I'm harder now than before.
"Hmm? I think you should add more sugar and lemon, Ron."
"..."
Ron was speechless. So was Narcissa who dumbly stared at the blonde Slytherin girl.
"What?" Daphne frowned.
"Nothing." Ron snatched back his hand and focused on the lemonade.
Narcissa cleared her throat and focused on setting the plates. "Can you help, Daphne?"
"Sure!"
In silence, Ron made his lemonade. A little annoyed at being disturbed in the middle of the fun part. But he expected it from the start. A kitchen wasn't a great place for doing it, especially when there were other people in the house.
Soon enough, he joined the two beauties at the breakfast table.
"Mrs. Malfoy will be alone once we return to the school." Daphne started up the conversation. "Do you think she'll be safe here by herself?"
Ron glanced at Narcissa, the older woman didn't seem bothered by it at all. "You do know that she was here before you, right?"
"I'll be perfectly fine," Narcissa remarked with a poised air, though her gaze remained fixed on Ron. "You two, however, would be wise to concern yourselves with your own safety. The Dark Lord will spare no effort in pursuing you."
"Agreed," Ron groaned at that, remembering the article he had read in the Daily Prophet last night. "But I'll be leaving today."
"But school starts in two days," Daphne exclaimed.
Ron finished off his last bite and stood up, brushing crumbs from his hands. "I've got a few things to sort out first. You'd better head to Hogsmeade the night before. Someone from Hogwarts will come by and bring you up to the school."
Not wasting much time, Ron returned to his room and packed himself a small bag with expansion charm. He didn't bring much luggage from Hogwarts to begin with, so he only donned better clothes and prepared himself for a day of good hunting.
Eventually, he walked into the fireplace to use the Floo Network.
"Be safe, Ron." Daphne waved.
"Where will you be going, Mr. Weasley?" Narcissa asked.
"I'll be…" Ron paused just as he was about to reveal it. Perhaps an instinct or his luck doing things in its own ways, but he couldn't stop himself from questioning the intentions of the woman in front of him. Last night and today's morning were too good to be true. It was hard to believe that Narcissa Malfoy needed his help to find a hideout. "Going around places. Daphne, I've changed my mind—you're coming with me."
If she does have secrets, then leaving Daphne with her is a bad idea.
"What? Why all of a sudden?"
"The Ministry needs to have a word with you," he made an excuse. "Go and get your things."
On the topic of her family, Daphne wasted no time. She ran up to the room she was staying in and packed everything with a wave of her wand. Then, she changed into modest clothes and returned downstairs.
"Let's go." She stood in front of the fireplace.
For the last time, Ron glanced at Narcissa. I hope I'm proven wrong. I really liked it with her.
Woosh!
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"What? Again?!"
Ron scowled and rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, Daphne. Moody's here and he's got everything under control. I can't just stick around all day to keep an eye on you. I've got other stuff to get on with, you know."
"Like what?" She crossed her arms.
"Like finding your family and dealing with the impending doom of the Dark Lord hovering over my head," Ron said, giving her a gentle pat on the cheek. "I'll see you at school, yeah?"
Fear was present in Daphne's eyes. It was perhaps a mental issue, a trauma after what she had been through at her home. Abandoned as a sacrifice by her own family. Ron could guess why she had gotten so attached to him all of a sudden.
I'm sorry, Daph. But I can't take any more risks after Fleur.
Bidding her a farewell, he returned to the Floo fireplace.
"Diagon Alley."
Woosh
In a moment, he arrived at the Diagon Alley. It was busy as always, so he easily blended into the crowd and walked into the Leaky Cauldron. The place was even more crowded, it being breakfast hours.
Having made the arrangements beforehand through a letter, he went directly upstairs and knocked on one of the many rooms in the establishment.
"You're here."
"Sirius." Ron walked in. Though he frowned as soon as he smelled alcohol everywhere in the room. "Enjoying yourself?"
"Azkaban took precious years from me, Ron." Sirius went ahead and poured himself another glass. "Never again."
Harry's pinning his hopes on him? Ron didn't feel very confident anymore. Maybe, before Azkaban, Sirius was a great wizard. But now, it looked as if Azkaban broke something in the man's mind.
"Do you have it?"
"On that table," Sirius said, gesturing toward a study table in the corner. "He picked up the potions three days ago. We trailed him for two days before he disappeared into the Forbidden Forest."
"He didn't come out?" Ron asked and sat down to study the report.
"Not yet."
That's good to hear.
"I'll be going then. Thank you for this, Sirius." Ron pocketed the report and walked towards the door. "And, er… try not to overdo it with the drinks. We'll need you in top form, alright?"
"Never been better, Ron. Hold on! Are you absolutely sure you don't need me? I can sniff out that bastard in no time," Sirius said with a grin, though his unsteady feet helped Ron make a quick decision.
"I'll be fine, Sirius. I've fought ten, what's a single one?"
I doubt my luck will help you.
"Good luck then."
Ron left the room and then the Leaky Cauldron. He hid his tracks first by going around to a few shops, buying supplies, before finally reaching the Floo chimney again. This time, he went to Hogsmeade village.
As soon as he arrived, he changed into different clothes once again. Only this time they were charmed and meant for a special use. Pants, a checkered shirt, a sweater, and a long coat, alongside heavy-duty boots.
At last, he fitted himself with his custom weapons inspired by the muggles. He strategically placed them around inside his coat and finally started making his way to the Forbidden Forest. It was still daylight, so he decided to start laying the traps and lures first before starting the hunt.
What the hell am I doing? He tried his best to stay firm. So what if he had won against multiple Death Eaters? The fear of darkness, forest, and the unknown was always greater.
From afternoon to almost evening, Ron walked around the forest, laying traps and lures. It wasn't easy as he also followed a map to avoid some less-than-desirable locations.
However, as soon as the last ray of the sun vanished, he turned serious. He took out a vial from his bag and drank it all up first. After that, he took another vial out and poured all of it over his body.
At last, wand out, he looked deeper into the forest and made a loud, distinct sound.
"Awoooooooo~!"
Come on, Fenrir. Smell the fresh meat.
Gulping, Ron started walking deeper into the forest to find the infamous werewolf. The potion on his body made him smell like fresh meat. The one he had drunk made his vision sharp enough to see clearly even in that darkness.
"Awoooo!" Ron howled again to attract Fenrir. Thankfully it wasn't a full moon so he didn't feel as scared. After having seen Professor Remus turn feral, he had no desire to face that creature again.
Crunch!
Behind me!
"Wraaa!"
"Crucio!" Ron jumped to the side and mid-air, shot a curse. He was no regular dueling wizard anymore. His own fighting style was feral to a degree. "There you are, pup!"
"A boy?" The tall man rose to his feet after failing to land a blow. His face, despite being human, looked more wolflike. He had matted gray hair and whiskers. The pointed teeth and long yellowish nails made him even more imposing.
Fuck, he's huge. Ron cursed and calmed himself. I can win this!
"I was hoping to have a chat," Ron replied.
"Hah, funny," Fenrir growled. "The famed Weasley. You'll be my prized trophy! The famed wizard that I feasted on!"
"Crucio!" Ron shot out another curse. "Feast on this, bastard!"
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