Ron's Secret *COMPLETE*
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
7,265
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part seven: All in the Name of Love
And that’s how he had ended up here; the ward for the mentally unstable wizards at St. Mungo’s Hospital. They had found out everything. They had found out what Ron had done to Hedwig’s beak, to her head, and to Hermione. At first they had been baffled, then completely appalled and mortified. They had sent him away to St. Mungo’s at once, and so far no one had even paid him a visit. And now he was stuck gaping at Hedwig’s empty cage uselessly while he should’ve been sitting on the Hogwarts Express with Harry and Hermione.
She was dead. She was really, truly, dead. She had been when he had made love to her, but there was no way he could possibly deny this fact now. He just hadn’t been able to let go. He hadn’t been able to cope with his loneliness. And cruelty had taken the poor, majestic bird he was blindly in love with. “Such a beautiful, innocent thing she was,” Ron thought as tears once again cascaded down his face.
It was lucky for Ron that he hadn’t been sent to Azkaban. The Ministry had decided to admit him to St. Mungo’s instead since he was underage. But Ron had dropped the soap on his first day, and mental patients were just as brutal. Even they had no respect for owl fuckers. Ron had just shut his eyes and let them take advantage of his asshole, wishing it was Hedwig that was making love to him instead. And the next few days he had repeatedly dropped the soap on purpose, just for the attention. But it still wasn’t the same. Nothing would be anymore, without Hedwig.
He was glad that he had her cage with him. It was the only thing they had allowed him to bring, and only after he had screamed and pleaded to the courtroom and threatened to gouge his own eyes out. But the cage atleast provided him some closure, although it really wasn’t much.
Ron wasn’t sure if he felt any remorse for what he had done. He had murdered one of his best friends for an owl. But why should he feel anything for her? She had tried to get between him and his lover. And really, what was so wrong about being with Hedwig? He would have never had to kill Hermione in the first place if she had accepted their relationship. The only reason why he was stuck in this place was because they all had been too narrow-minded and unable to question their own biases. And now there was absolutely no one, not a single individual he could turn to. Everything was gone. He was completely torn, ripped away from his lover.
And he would never love again.
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Well there's the whole story. Review please.
And just so you guys know, I do not approve of beastiality in any way. That's why this story is in the parody section, there's really no need to get offended when I already warned you to read it at your own risk. Fucking pricks.
She was dead. She was really, truly, dead. She had been when he had made love to her, but there was no way he could possibly deny this fact now. He just hadn’t been able to let go. He hadn’t been able to cope with his loneliness. And cruelty had taken the poor, majestic bird he was blindly in love with. “Such a beautiful, innocent thing she was,” Ron thought as tears once again cascaded down his face.
It was lucky for Ron that he hadn’t been sent to Azkaban. The Ministry had decided to admit him to St. Mungo’s instead since he was underage. But Ron had dropped the soap on his first day, and mental patients were just as brutal. Even they had no respect for owl fuckers. Ron had just shut his eyes and let them take advantage of his asshole, wishing it was Hedwig that was making love to him instead. And the next few days he had repeatedly dropped the soap on purpose, just for the attention. But it still wasn’t the same. Nothing would be anymore, without Hedwig.
He was glad that he had her cage with him. It was the only thing they had allowed him to bring, and only after he had screamed and pleaded to the courtroom and threatened to gouge his own eyes out. But the cage atleast provided him some closure, although it really wasn’t much.
Ron wasn’t sure if he felt any remorse for what he had done. He had murdered one of his best friends for an owl. But why should he feel anything for her? She had tried to get between him and his lover. And really, what was so wrong about being with Hedwig? He would have never had to kill Hermione in the first place if she had accepted their relationship. The only reason why he was stuck in this place was because they all had been too narrow-minded and unable to question their own biases. And now there was absolutely no one, not a single individual he could turn to. Everything was gone. He was completely torn, ripped away from his lover.
And he would never love again.
Well there's the whole story. Review please.
And just so you guys know, I do not approve of beastiality in any way. That's why this story is in the parody section, there's really no need to get offended when I already warned you to read it at your own risk. Fucking pricks.