Mindstorm: March 2013

Nothing Like My Family (a Ron Weasley love story)

*Note from author: If you have never heard any of these songs before, then listen to them. They are some of my favorites!!*

Name: Corine Alecto Dolohov

Nickname: Cora

House: Gyrffindor

Appearance: light brown hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful

Personality: nice, unlike her father, smart, very brave, and hates Voldemort. Can be very stubborn, but would do anything for her friends and always stands up for what she believes in, even if it gets her in trouble.

Siblings: Corey (twin)

Parents: Antonin Dolohov(father) Alecto Carrow(mother)

Love interest: Ron Weasley

Chapter 1

"Mistress Cora, breakfast is ready. You have mail." Blue, my house elf, said. I opened my eyes to see her hovering over my bed. Mail? I thought, It couldn't be father. He doesn't care about me, much less sending me mail. He's got way better things to do than send his daughter mail. He got himself in Azkaban. It's not my fault he's a criminal. I went to breakfast, not even bothering to brush my hair or change out of my pajamas. Blue trotted behind me. I love Blue, unlike my brother, father, and mother, who couldn't care less about her. I always stood up for her, I can't believe how badly people treat house elves these day. It's horrible.

"Morning." Grumbled Corey. He was never good in the morning.

"Morning." I replied.

"We have mail." He said.

"So I've heard." I answered. We usually have short, uninteresting conversations. I picked up the two letters on the step. One said Corey Dolohov, the other said Corine Dolohov. I chucked Corey's letter to him. I took a seat at the table and opened my letter. I first looked at the stamp, which said 'Hogwarts', which was a school my father told me about as a younger kid. It seemed quite fascinating to me. My heart beat beat a little faster. I have been waiting for this moment my whole life. I broke the seal and read:

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Dear Miss Corine Dolohov,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Yours sincerely,

Mivera McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

First years will require:

Uniform

-Three sets of plain work robes (black)

-One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

-One pair of protective gloves (for dragon hide or similar)

-One winter cloak (Black with silver fastenings)

-Please note that all students should carry name tags

Books

-The Standard Book of Spells (Grade1) by Miranda Goshawk

-A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

-Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

-A Beginners Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

-One Thousand Magical Hers and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

-Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

-Fantastic Magical Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

-The Dark Forces: A Guide To Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

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"Omigod Corey!!" I yelled, "I got in Hogwarts!!" I started jumping, which I always did when I was excited (or impatient, I just need to keep myself busy), and I was really excited right now.

"Jeez, calm down. I got in too." He said it like it was nothing. Sometimes (like now), I wish he would have some expression and lighten up a bit! Whatever, his loss! Blue put a plate of blueberry pancakes with maple syrup in front of me, which was my favorite breakfast.

"Thanks, Blue!" I chirped.

"Congratulations, Mistress Cora." she said, and smiled. I ate quickly at rushed upstairs. I had to write to father. I knew he didn't like me, but I still thought I had to tell him. I got a quill and parchment.

Dear Father,

I got into Hogwarts!! I'm so excited! Do me a favor and tell me about when you went there. Please? I understand if you don't want to, that's OK. I'll just ask Mother. Life's been pretty boring here in the mansion (until now, that is). I can't wait until school starts! Have any advice for me? If so, please tell. I'm very eager. I've been reading a new book called Romeo and Juliet. It's very beautiful, about two lovers who live on different sides, and the sides hate each other, so its like forbidden love. Juliet is supposed to marry someone she doesn't want to marry. It is so engaging! Love you!

Your daughter,

Cora

I tied the letter to Trina, my owl, and told her to send it to father. She soared out the window and I watched her until she was just a dot in the horizon. I pulled out my diary an started writing. By the time I was finished, it was 2:00. As you can see, I get very engaged in my writing. When I write, I feel like I'm in a whole different world. Like I'm sucked in. All summer long, write, read, walk, eat, sleep, count the tiles on ceiling, repeat. The quill had given me bruises on my fingers, so I couldn't write anymore until later.

I decided to count the tiles on the ceiling, again. If I can remember right, I've counted it 74 times. Each time, I got the same dreaded number, 783. But the tiles were really interesting, because each time I counted them, they changed colors. Father charmed them to do this when I was younger, so it would keep me busy for a few hours. By the time I was done counting the electric blue tiles, it was 6:45. My fingers have healed, but I was getting hungry. I went downstairs and Blue was in there cleaning dishes.

"Hello, Mistress Cora. Is there anything I can do for you?" she said looking up from the sink.

"Hello, Blue. Actually, I was wondering if you could make me some dinner." I said. She saw there desperate look on my face.

"Why, of course, Mistress Cora. Blue was designed to serve the house of Dolohov. Did you have anything in mind?" Blue said. I shrugged.
"Salmon and waffles?" I suggested.

She smiled. "Gladly." she walked over to the cabinet and pulled out some dishes. After I ate I read some and went to bed. I woke up to big brown eyes that looked awfully like............

Chapter 2

I woke up to big brown eyes that looked awfully like...

Fathers.

Those were fathers eyes. They were unmistakable. My heart stopped.

"Father?" I sputtered.

"Darling.. Long time, no see." he smirked.

"How-how did u g-get out?" I blurted.

"They let me out, foolish girl."

"Oh.." I croaked. Foolish girl! You can't just ask people how they got out of prison! I wanted to smack myself.

"Blue has breakfast ready. And get dressed in something nice. We are going to the Malfoy's." he said.

"The Malfoy's?!" I groaned. I hated the Malfoy's. Same with Corey. But father was all googly-eyed on Narcissa. Mother didn't know, thank Merlin, because she is usually off with her brother doing some illegal thing for Voldemort. That's right. I'm not afraid to say it. And Draco. Their hoodlum son who stares at me like a creepy person. All he ever does is talk to me, stare at me and try to get my attention. Ha! Like that's gonna happen!

I walked downstairs and saw Blue serving breakfast for father and Corey.

"Good morning Mistress Cora. Sleep well?" She asked.

"SHUT UP STUPID HALF BREED!!!" yelled father. What was wrong with him? Shes an innocent elf!

"Father!" I said. He can't talk to her like that! Not on my watch!

"My apologies, master Dolohov." sh said looking at her feet.

"You are not in this, Cora. Mind your own business."

"Technically, this is my business. She's my house elf too, you know!" I said. Stupid girl!!!! You can't talk to your father like that! Take it back! Take it back! I thought. He walked up to me and raised his hand. Then he slapped me. Right across the face. Pain stung my face, and I put my hand on my

cheek. It was bloody.

"Corine Alecto Dolohov you do not speak to your father like that."

"I-I take it back... I'm sorry." I stuttered. Why did I have to be such an idiot?! I get my father mad on the first day I see him. And now I stand here stuttering like an idiot. I was no longer hungry anymore. I raced upstairs and cleaned the wound, and wrote. When I was done with my entry, I looking in my closet to find a nice dress. I found a plush pink one that mother had bought me for when I was older. Once I put it on, I looked in the mirror. I put on some mascara and clear lip gloss and just stood there looking at myself.

"Who am I?" I said to myself. Apparently I had left my door open.

"My beautiful sister who just made a fool out of herself in front of Father on his first day back."

I turned. Corey stood in the doorway looking at me. He had no expression in his face. I didn't need to ask him how he was feeling, he was ashamed.

"I'm such an idiot." I whispered. I went over to my bed and sat down, trying to hold back tears. Corey walked over and sat next to me on my bed. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

"Come. We will be going to the Malfoy's soon, so get ready."He said. Did I really look that bad? He

stood up and walked out. I straightened my hair and put on some low heels. I put in a plush pink headband and silver studs. I walked downstairs and to find Blue in the kitchen.

"Mistress Cora, you look WONDERFUL! The Malfoy's will love to see you again." her eyes grew wide at me and she smiled weakly.

"Thank you, Blue. You're so kind" I said. Just then Father walked down.

"Everybody ready?" he said in his usual hard-as-rock voice. Then Corey came down in a suit.

"Yes. Let's go" he said. "Cora!" I turned at the sound of my name.

"Yes, Father?"

"You go first."

Chapter 3

He sneered pointing towards the fireplace. I walked into it and said very clearly, "Malfoy Manor." Suddenly I was in a large living room with three blonds piercing me with their grey-blue eyes.

"Cora." said Lucius. "Afternoon." he tried to smile warmly, bu as everybody knows, Malfoy's can't smile warmly.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy. Nice to see you again." I said. I smiled, hiding my hate. I was always a very good actress.

"Cora." Draco smirked. He eyed my beauty. "Beautiful as always.

"Draco." I said. Just then Father appeared.

"Hello, Antonin."

"Lucius."

"Afternoon, Antonin. You too, Cora."

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy."

"Narcissa. You get more beautiful every time I come." he smiled at her. I saw Lucius's jaw tighten. I tried to hold in my laughter. I bit my tongue and looked at the high chandelier. Draco noticed I was uncomfortable.

"Cora," he said. Oh god. "let me show you my room." He walked towards me and grabbed my wrist before I could reject the offer. I looked at Corey, and his eyes said, "Good luck." I nodded, getting the message. Then Draco pulled me up the stairs. We got into a large room with a desk and bed.

"So." he said.

"So?"

"You're hot. You know that?"

"I do now."

"Want to go out sometime?"

"No."

"Why not? Tons of girls would kill to be in your place right now."

"Really? Like who?"

"Pansy Parkinson. Astoria Greengrass. Plenty others."

"Good for you."

"Why won't you go out with me?"

"Because your mean. And rude. And, no offense, but you aren't very attractive."

"That's where your wrong." he smirked.

"Am I? Am I really? You sure about that?"

"Yep."

"Then check again. Plus I'm too young to date. If I'm too young, then you are too." I said.

"Fine. Don't go out with me."

"Sure thing. I'm going back downstairs."

"Same."

I walked downstairs to find the adults talking about the Hogwarts. I paused at the door, and stopped Draco from going in.

"A poor excuse for a school. Can't believe they actually send children there." Father's voice.

"I can't believe it either. The only good teacher is Professor Snape. The rest are just a bunch of nimrods. Especially Dumbledore. I think he has gone mad." Narcissa.

"He's already mad." father said.

"I think you too should suck it up and let them go to Hogwarts. Children don't have much use in this world until they grow a good mind and know what to do with themselves."

Lucius. Obviously.

Then we both walked in. Corey was sitting there very awkwardly, looking at his feet. The adults realized we were in there. Suddenly, it was time to leave. Father, Corey, and I apparated back home.

Chapter 4

When I got home, I changed out of my dress into a t-shirt and jeans. I pulled out my book, Romeo and Juliet. I was in the middle now. After a good half hour, Father took me and Corey to Diagon Alley.

"Hey, Cora. I heard Harry Potter is gonna be on the train." Corey whispered to me.

"Really? Where did you hear that?" I whispered back.

"From Asher." He said. Oh great. Asher was my brother's best friend, and he is always hitting on me behind Corey's back. Just like Draco. He's got blond hair and hard grey eyes that remind me of clouds. He's always coming over and having sleepovers. He's not a muggle, if you're wondering. I rolled my eyes at the thought of him. Corey saw it. But before he could answer I wanted to ask Father something...
"Father?" I asked.

"What do you want, Cora?" He sneered. If he was trying to make me feel small, stupid, and wrong, it was working.

"I was just wondering if I could wander around a bit...?"

"Whatever. Do whatever you want."
If you let me do whatever I want then you would have let me tell you off about being mean to Blue.

"Thanks, Father! Love you!" I regretted the words as quickly as I said them. He looked at me as if I was crazy, and grunted. I made sure I had money, and set off to the pet shop. Once I got there, I realized I bumped into someone. All my books and ink fell. Ah crap I thought.

"Oh my god. I'm really really sorry." I bent down picking up my books. The person helped me, and then I looked up to see Their face. He had flaming red hair, which stuck out. He also had soft brown eyes that made my bones turn to soup.

"Don't be. It's my fault." He replied. Then, we both grabbed the same book and our hands touched.
Classy, Cora.
I felt several firecrackers go off in my head, making my brain slowly melt into my body. I held out my hand, curious who the boy was.

"I'm Cora, by the way. Cora Dolohov." he shook it. I felt more bombs go off in my head and I tried to ignore them, but they were too strong.
"Ron. Ron Weasley." Weasley....? That explains the hair. My father has told me about them. He said they are poor, redheaded blood traitors with more children then they can afford. Ron didn't look like that to me.

"Nice to meet you, Cora." He said, and flashed a smile. Oh, the way he said my name......

"Nice to meet you too, Ron." I said, returning the smile. We talked for a while, and turns out he was a first year too.

"Maybe we can sit on the train together." I thought aloud. My face felt hot.

Ah, clump nuggets. I thought. Now he thinks I'm some stalker lady. That if defiantly what I need right now.

"That sounds awesome!" he replied happily. I nearly let out a sigh of relief.

"Sweet! Hey, I heard Harry Potter is on the train!" I said reciting what my brother told me. Ron's eyes got wide.

"The Harry Potter?!" he said quietly.

"Yeah. It might not be true though, it came from my brother's stupid friend Asher." I confessed shrugging. I saw a patch of blond hair in the crowd. I sighed, and whispered to mostly myself but Ron heard me,
"Speaking of Asher...."

"Hey! Cora!" His unmistakable voice echoed through my head. He ran up to me and Ron.

"Cora." He cooed. Ugh. "You get more beautiful every time I see you."I grunted. I stood there really awkwardly, until I said, "Asher, this is Ron." I said gesturing toward Ron. Ron held out his hand. Asher looked at it in disgust.

"Asher." he sneered. He still didn't shake Ron's hand. He put it down. "Let me guess. You're a Weasley?" Asher snickered. I felt anger rise. He better not try anything. Asher always has something up his sleeve. He can be really mean. I narrowed my eyes. Before Ron could ask how he knew, Asher said, "I could spot the hair a mile away, Weaslebee. And hand me down robes. It's obvious your a Weasley. I'm not stupid. Come on, Cora. You can do better than this. Let's go." he turned.

"No." I said more confidently than I felt. He stopped, and turned.

"No?!"

"No. I'm sick of following you around. This is my life, Asher. I can choose my own friends. Come on, Ron." So me and Ron left Asher standing there in disbelief, with his mouth a perfect O. Finally, he yelled back, "THIS ISN'T OVER!!" and stomped off. I felt pretty good with myself.

"Ron, I wish I didn't leave you, but I have to go. I'll see you at the train station, OK?" I said taking a few steps back.

"Yeah, totally. Bye." he said and smiled. I turned to start walking until I hear my name.

"Wait, Cora!" I turned back around.

"Thank you." he said gratefully. "For standing up for me." I smiled.

"No problem. I always stand up or my friends."

"I'm your friend?" I shrugged.

"Only if you want to be." I waved and walked away.

Chapter 5

I found father and Corey, and an hour later I was in the living room waiting(and jumping) to be taken to Kings Cross Station. Corey came down with Father. I raised my eyebrows.

"Ready?" I said impatiently.

"Yep." Corey replied. I had managed to fit my keyboard, guitar, and computer into my green backpack. I grabbed my trunk and Corey, Father, and I apparated to Kings Cross.

"Bye, Father!" I called. He grunted. I climbed onto the train, and set off to look for Ron. I opened a compartment to find an unmistakable patch of red hair, but instead I found Draco with a girl and two overweight boys.

"Hello, Cora. Care to sit with us?"

"Actually, I was just passing through. Wrong compartment." I said. I turned and closed the door quickly, but not quickly enough to hear Draco curse after me. I did some more looking and eventually gave up. I'll find him later. I thought. I opened up an empty compartment and pulled out my keyboard and started to play and sing A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton,

Making my way downtown

Walking fast

Faces pass

And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead

Just making my way

Making a way

Through the crowd

And I need you

And I miss you

And now I wonder....

If I could fall into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles

If I could

Just see you tonight

It's always times

Like these

When I think of you

And I wonder if you ever think of me

Cause every thing's so wrong

And I don't belong

Living in your precious memories.

Cause I need you

And I miss you

And now I wonder...

If I could fall into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass my by

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles

If I could

Just see you tonight

And I, I

Don't want to let you know

I, I

Drown in your memory

I, I

Don't want to let this go

I, I

Don't....

Making my way downtown

Walking fast

Faces past

And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead

Just making my way Making a way

Through the crowd

And I need you

And I miss you

And now I wonder.....

If I could fall into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles

If I could

Just see you tonight

If I could fall into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles

If I could

Just hold you tonight

"I never knew you could sing like that." said a familiar voice behind me. I turned to see Ron smiling in the doorway.

"Thank you.." I said and blushed.

"You can come to our compartment if you want. You look lonely. I found Harry Potter, by the way. He's sitting with me." he said with an excited expression on his face.

"Yeah, of course I'll go with you!" I said enthusiastically. My eyes grew wide. "Did you see his scar??!!"

"Yeah! I did!" Ron said. "It's so cool! It's shaped like a lightning bolt on his forehead!"

"O my god. I HAVE to see it!"

"Well, come on!" he said urgently. We walked out of the compartment and unfortunately, ran into a certain Malfoy.

"Cora! How nice to see you again." he paused, and looked at Ron. Disgust claimed his expression. "With Weasley? What has got in to you?"

"Leave her and me alone, Malfoy." Ron spat.

"Oh! Weaslebee! I'm so scared! What you gonna do? You're poorer than your rat."

"Draco leave him alone! He did nothing to you!" I said. His expression hardened when he looked at me.

"I thought I knew you better than this, Cora." he used in a disappointed tone.

"You don't know me at all, M-Malfoy."

Ron and I pushed past him and headed to Ron's compartment with Harry Potter.

Chapter 6

*skipping to fifth year*

Summary: Cora became friends with Harry, Hermione, Seamus, dean, Luna, Cho, Cedric, Fred, George, even Percy, ad most of all Ron. Draco is her enemy, though he still hits on her. Same with Asher. Every summer, she spends her time at the Weasley's. They all love Cora, and they are like Cora's second family.

"CORAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" He yelled. I saw that familiar patch of rd hair in the crowd. I dropped everything and ran towards Ron, my brown hair blown behind me. I hugged him as hard as I could, and my heart was beating so fast it nearly jumped out of my chest. Fireworks went off in my head, stronger than ever. Over the years, I have liked Ron more and more. I breathed in his minty scent. I heard a wolf whistle behind us. I pulled away from Ron as fast as I could, and blushed the color of Ron's hair. Fred and George were looking at me with their eyebrows raised. Embarrassment burned my cheeks my face feeling like a gas stove.

"Cora, your as red as Ron's hair."

"Have you asked her out yet, Ronnie?"

"Shut up, George."

"I don't really feel like it, Ronnie. But thanks for asking."

"Why don't you ask her? I bet you 15 galleons that she will say yes."

"Deal."

"Cora, you seem awfully quiet. Ron wanted me to ask you, who do you fancy?"

"FRED!"

"Hey! You asked! Not my fault you like her!"

I cleared my throat.

"Ummmmm why don't we find a compartment?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"Let's go." Ron said, red as me. Once we found a compartment, we started to play truth or dare.

"Cora." George said. I looked up. "Truth or dare?"

"Ummmmm dare."

"She's a brave one. I dare you to play and sing a song on your keyboard."

"NO. I am a really bad singer. Please don't make me." I pleaded. Cora, what have you gotten yourself into? You should know better not to say dare with the twins! Idiot! he shrugged.

"You picked dare."

"Uhhh fine." I mumbled as I pulled out my keyboard from my bag. I started to play Titanium by David Guetta.

You shout it loud

But I can't hear a word you say

I'm talking loud

Not saying much

I'm criticized

By all your bullets we could see

You shoot me down

But I get up

I'm bulletproof

Nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet

You take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall I am titanium

I played the piano solo, and the twins eyes were about as big as onions. Not many people I know can hit that high note. I could tell, they were impressed. This made me feel a little more confident.

Cut me down

But you will have further to fall

Ghost town

And haunted love

Raise your voice

Sticks and stones may break my ones

I'm talking loud

Not saying much

I'm bulletproof

Nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet

You take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

Stone hard, machine gun

Fire at the ones who run

Stone hard, thus bulletproof

GLAAAAAAASS

By this time I forgot I was here. I forgot about Ron(surprised?), the twins, the compartment, the train, how loud I was being, the world. I poured myself into the music. My voice boomed against the walls as if to break them. It rang and bounced all over the compartment. I closed my eyes. I was alive.

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

Once I was done my mind snapped back into reality. I was in a compartment with three redheaded brothers singing a song because of a dare. Fred just HAD to break the silence.

"Woah. Ron told us you could sing, but not like that." I blushed.

"I can't sing. Trust me." I said.

"Yes you can." George said slowly.

"No I can't." I said just as slow.

"Yeah you can." Ron said. I turned to see him. Ron would never lie to me.

"Your just being modest, Cora. I have never heard anyone sing like that before. It's like you get better every time I hear you." I blushed deeper. He made me feel so warm inside. I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"I'm gonna go change into my robes." I muttered, still embarrassed, and walking out of the compartment. I found an empty one and changed in record time. I walked back to the compartment to find the three boys talking. I stopped outside the door.

"Fred, I don't know what to do. I think I love her. Ever since first year, the second I saw her, I was falling hard for this girl. She's an amazing singer, incredibly nice, and extremely beautiful. And smart."

"That's so romantic, Ronnie."

"Ronnie, you need to tell her. Every time you talk to her, she blushes like mad. She stood up for you twice in first year. To Malfoy and Cox(Asher). Didn't you notice how hard she hugged you? She likes you. It couldn't be more obvious."

"I'm just not sure if she does or not. She's too amazing. I will get lost in her eyes or something like that." her? Who is her? I stood up for Ron twice in first year, to Malfoy and Cox. And hugged him really hard. Could Ron fancy...(or be in love with).............

Me?

Chapter 7

I walked into the compartment, smiling at the thought. The boys stared as if surprised to see me. I sat down next to Ron, where I was sitting before. The boys looked at me as I sat down. I was getting kinda freaked out.

"What?" I said. They shook their heads and looked away. We started talking, and finally we arrived at Hogwarts.

After the feast, I went up to my room, which I had to myself. Lucky me. But there was one thing I had to get off my chest.

"Ron," I thought aloud. "I love you." I pulled out my guitar and played Ours by Taylor Swift.

Elevator buttons and morning air

Strangers silence makes me wanna take me stairs

If you were here, we'd laugh about their vacant stares
But right now, my time is theirs

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves

They'll judge it like they know about me and you

And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do

The jury's out, but my choice is you

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

The stakes are high

The waters rough

But this love is ours

You never know what people have up their sleeves

Ghosts from your past are gonna jump out at me

Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles

But I don't care, cause right now your mine

You say don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

The stakes are high

The waters rough

But this love is ours

It's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and

Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in

I'll fight their doubt and give you faith with this song for you

Cause I love the gap between your teeth

and I love the riddles that you speak

And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored

Cause my heart is yours

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

But they can't take what's ours

They can't take what's ours

The stakes are high,

The waters rough,

But this love is ours

I heard the door slam shut. It startled me so bad I nearly screamed. Somebody had been listening to me! What if they heard me confess my love for Ron?? Oh, that would be awful! I would be mortified!

Chapter 8 Ron's POV

After the feast, Hermione charmed me so I could go upstairs. I wanted to talk to Cora. I was by the door, opened it just a crack, until I stopped dead at what I heard.

"Ron," she said, "I love you."

My mind raced around the room. She loved me back?! I had to tell her! I had to tell the others! Who else knew about this? She loved me! Wow. That explains a lot. Suddenly, I heard playing her guitar, and singing with her angel voice. Once she was done, without thinking, I slammed the door shut.

IDIOT! I thought. I face palmed myself. She heard you! I literally flew down the stairs and into Fred and George's room.

"What?" they noticed my face expression. "Ooh.... Did little Ronnie have a little snog session?" they said in unison.

"don't do that." I said. "It's freaking me out." they shrugged.

"Just tell us,"

"What happened." Fred finished. I told them everything. They had mischievous looks on their faces. They looked at each other with evil smiles. Maybe I shouldn't have told them... They nodded ever so slightly. Suddenly, they picked me up and carried me to the girls dormitory. No matter how many times I told them to put me down, they refused. They got to Cora's room, and opened the door. Cora was writing in her journal on her bed. She looked surprised to see Fred and George carrying me. She looked like she was trying extremely hard not to laugh.

"Hey Cora."

"Ron hates you and never wants to see you again."her eyes found me. THEY DID NOT. She looked extremely hurt, she looked like she was about to burst in tears. So she did. She ran out of her room and left Fred and George looking very proud of themselves.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL, FRED AND GEORGE!!!!! YOU KNOW I LOVE HER MORE THAN ANYTHING!!! AND YOU TELL HER I HATE HER??!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??!!"

"Well now we know she likes you." Fred admitted.

"And, she will write and Sing a bunch of sappy songs about you hating her."

"And I think you should go comfort her now, Ronnie. Make her know you love her."

I stomped out of the room fuming. They were being so careless! Stupid brothers! If she loves me, then she would be really upset! She seemed like it when she ran out of the room sobbing. I found her sitting by the black lake, staring at the waters. She was leaning on a tree, and she looked like she was angry, confused, hurt, and desperate all at the same time, if that's possible. Her mascara was smudged, and it was dried on her face along with tears. She looked really depressed. You could easily tell she was crying really hard.

The way she looked I just wanted to come up and hug her. Make her feel better. Her brown hair was in a messy bun, her eyes, instead of that beautiful nature green I loved, looked black from the angle I was standing in. I wanted to go comfort her, but I couldn't move. My feet seemed glued to the wet grass. I felt paralyzed, just like i did when i first met her. Suddenly, she raised her wand and said in a ragged voice, "Accio, guitar and computer." her voice cracked. Her laptop and guitar flew out of no where

towards her, and they almost hit me. I jumped out of the way. Finally my feet could move. She started to play a familiar song I heard on the radio. I knew the whole thing. It was called I won't give up by Jason Mraz. She started to play and sing.

Her: When I look into your eyes

It's like watching the night sky

Or a beautiful sunrise

There's so much they hold

And just like that old stars

I see that you've come so far

To be right where you are

How old is your soul?

I won't give up on us

Even if the skies get rough

I'm giving you all my love

I'm still looking up

Even with her cracked voice, she could still song better than an angel. I let her music fill me up. Then, not thinking, I started to sing the next verse. She seemed surprised to see me, but kept playing her guitar.

Me: And when you need your space

To do some navigating

I'll be here patiently waiting

To see what you find

Me and her: cuz even the stars they burn

Some even fall to the earth

And we've got a lot to learn

But god knows were worth it

No I won't give up

Her: I don't want to be someone who walks away so easily I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make

Me: our differences do a lot to teach us how to use the tools we got yeah We got a lot at stake

Her: and in the end your still my friend at least we didn't tend for us to work we didn't break we didn't burn

Me: we had to learn how to bend without the world caving in

Me and her: I had to learn what I got and what I'm not and who I am

Her: no I won't

Me and her: give up on us

God knows I'm tough enough

And we've got a lot to learn

But god knows we're worth it

No I won't give up

Me: I won't give up on us

Her: even if the skies get rough

Me: I'm giving you all my love

Me and her: I'm still looking up

We were so close now we could have kissed. But we just stood there, gazing into each others eyes. Cora's sparkled like stars. Her green eyes always reminded me of stars. But I think they shine brighter. Time slowed down. i don't know about her, but I could have looked into her eyes for hours. I wanted to lean in so bad, but I controlled myself.

"You were the one who slammed the door after I played." I nodded. How did she know? Thoughts raced threw my head. Our eyes were glued to each others, nothing in the world could pull us apart.

"How long were you standing there?" she whispered.

"Long enough." I answered.

"This is gonna sound really stupid if you don't feel the same way... But I love you." she blurted out. Before I could stop it, a smile spread across my face. She looked confused.

"I love you too." she looked hopeful.

"you do? Really?"

"Really." suddenly I lost it. I crashed my lips onto hers. She seemed surprised at first, but after a few seconds started to kiss back. She slid her arms around my neck and I put my hands on her waist. Bombs, fireworks, sparks, went off in my head. They were so strong they were almost unbearable. We stayed like this, snogging, for about 20 minutes and we finally stopped for breath.

"You're a good singer, you know." she said breathlessly.

"Not as good as you." I replied.

"I seriously doubt that."

"Sure you do." we laughed after my sarcastic comment. Everything was going perfectly. Until...

Chapter 9 Normal POV

Once I started to sing the Jason Mraz song with my guitar, at the second verse I heard Ron's voice singing behind me. He knew this song! And woah, he's a really good singer! I was surprised but kept playing. We sang a duet and inched closer. At the end, we were so close we could have kissed. We gazed into each others eyes, I wanted so bad to kiss him. But I controlled myself.

"You were the one who slammed the door after I played." it all added up. He looked shocked how I knew, but he nodded.

"How long were you standing there?" I whispered. What if he heard....

"Long enough." god dammit! I had to tell him. Clear it out. After all, we were best friends and I fancied him for five years now. It's time he knew.

"This is gonna sound really stupid if you don't feel the same way... But I love you." I confessed. His face was lit up by a smile. What the hell? I thought confused.

"I love you too." my sadness was replaced by happiness! But then hope. What if he didn't mean it? But Ron would NEVER lie to me.... Right?

"You do? Really?" please say yes, please say yes..

"Really." suddenly his lips crashed onto mine. I was so shocked I didn't kiss back for the first few seconds. Then I realized what had just happened to me. The really hot guy I have been crushing on for five freaking years had just told me he loved me, and then kissed me. I kissed back. I slid my arms around his neck, and he put his hands on my waist. Enormous firecrackers wen off, stronger than ever before. I could almost unbar it. We stopped for breath.

"You're a good singer you know." I said breathlessly, breaking the silence.

"Not as good as you." he replied. When are people gonna get that I'm not a good singer??!!! He is way better than me!

"I seriously doubt that." I answered truthfully.

"Sure you do." he said his voice dripping with sarcasm. We laughed at his comment. Everything was going perfectly until Malfoy picked me up by my waist, and Crabbe and Goyle held Ron down.

"PUT ME DOWN, MALFOY!!" I screamed. That was the last thing I remembered until everything went black.

Chapter 10

I woke up and I was in a dimly lit room, I was tied up hard to a chair. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't find my voice. A hooded black figure came out of nowhere and stood in front of me. The figure pulled off it's hood, and, standing in front of me, was Lord Voldemort.

"Cora Dolohov..." he hissed. "You look so much like your mother..." he touched my face. His hands were cold, and they gave me chills down my spine.

"Don't touch me." I sneered. I NEVER sneered. Then I realized, wow, I've got some nerve.

"You are probably wondering why I had Draco bring you here. No?" I nodded slowly. "I'm sure you're aware that both you're parents are my followers. I think it's time for the tradition to be, oh, passed down." He pulled out a chair with a figure my size in it, and tied to a chair just like me and in the same shape I was in, was Corey.

"Take me. Don't hurt him." I said. I couldn't live with myself I anything happened to Corey that was my fault.

"I will be hurting you both. Let me show an example for you, Cora." he untied Corey." Corey, stick out your left arm." He obeyed. The dark lord pulled up his robes to the elbow, and set his wand on Corey's forearm. He muttered some things, and a black snake started to bloom on Corey's arm.

He's getting the dark mark. I thought obviously. Gosh, Cora, what else would he be doing? Corey groaned in pain. I turned away, I couldn't bare to see him hurt. Another moan. The groaning stopped, and Corey was catching for breath. He untied me.

"Cora, give me your arm." he demanded.

"No." I said more confident than I felt.

"Cora... It's not that bad... It just stings a little.." Corey said quietly.

"QUIET!!" Voldemort Yelled. Corey shut up. "Well then, Miss Dolohov. I guess we have to do this the hard way." he paused. He pointed his wand at me. I closed my eyes, ready for the attack. "IMPERIO!!" he yelled. I felt my left arm start to move. Happy.. Happy... Happy... I resisted the curse, thinking of the time me and Ron kissed. I felt my arm move back to my side. I was resisting an unforgivable curse. I felt really awesome at the moment, to be completely honest. He seemed to get angry. I was getting weaker. After about five minutes of doing this I fell To the ground panting. All the energy was drained out of my body.

"Stupid girl! CRUCIO!!" an unbearable pain struck my body like knives, but worse. I couldn't breath. Couldn't think. Couldn't move. Just pain. Horrible, unbearable pain. Tears stung my eyes, they actually hurt. I let them stream down my face. I screamed. I felt like I was being choked. To my surprise, he stopped.

"Now, Cora... Give me your left arm." he sneered. I hated his tone. My hair had fell out of its bun, and was spread across my face glued by sweat. With my arm shaking, I handed it over. He grasped it, and pulled up my robes to the elbow, and dug his wand into my skin. He muttered some things, and pain shot through my body. Not as bad as before, but it still hurt a lot. I closed my eyes tight the whole time, and let him give me the dark mark. I couldn't resist it anymore. Once the pain stopped, I looked up. He was smirking.

"Please... Take us back to Hogwarts.. Please." I begged. I had to see Ron. He grabbed me and Corey hand and apparated to Hogsmeade. It was night, I'm guessing two am. I ran back to the Gryffindor common room while Corey set off to the Slytherin common room(Yeah, I know. Twins in opposite houses). Ron was waiting on the couch, looking like he was about to doze off any second.

"Cora!" he exclaimed, noticing how I looked. I didn't blame him. I had dark rings around my eyes, my face soaked with sweat and tears, my hair loose and stuck to my face by sweat and tears, and panting so hard.

"Oh, Ron." I hugged him. We sat on the couch and I told him everything. Beginning to end. I started to cry, but looked away so he didn't see me like that. Unfortunately, he did see me.

"Hey, don't cry, Cora. I'm right here." We hugged again, and I whispered in his ear,

"I'm just so scared. I don't know what to do. I never wanted this to happen."

"we should tell Harry and Dumbledore at once." he said.

"You mean, wake them up?" I asked, "I don't want to cause them any trouble. Both Harry and Dumbledore have too much on their minds. I don't want them worrying about me."I said.

"This won't cause them any trouble. Trust me, they want to help you. They care about you, Cora." he said. I sighed.

"Oh, alright. Worth a shot." I admitted. We went and woke up Harry and Dumbledore, and explained the whole thing, for the second time that night, in Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore seemed as calm as he always is, but I saw he looked a little worried. When I finished, we just sat there in silence.

"What should I do?" I asked Dumbledore. I need help.

"Honestly?" he paused. "Simply nothing." this had started to get me mad.

"Nothing?! I just got the dark mark with my twin brother because of my stupid parents, and was put through an unbearable pain because I didn't give him my arm, and it's nearly four in morning and you expect me to do NOTHING?!"

he smiled, and nodded.

"He just wants you to be a death eater even more after his kidnapping, because it takes a very strong person to resist the Imperious Curse. It takes a whole lot of energy, but you can do it. I'm not very surprised, though. I knew you would be a Gryffindor, and I also knew this would happen-"

Ron interrupted. "Wow. A Gryffindor with a dark mark. That's a first." I gave him a look. I felt like I wanted to cry again. I was a shame to Gryffindor House. I put my hands on my face. This was NOT happening. Ron saw my sadness. "Sorry, Cora." I shook my head.

"Anyways," Dumbledore continued. "I knew this would happen. I should have warned you, I didn't know exactly when it would happen. Please forgive me for not telling/warning you, Miss Dolohov." I nodded slowly. I walked back to the common room holding hands with Ron and Harry trailing behind us.

"What did it feel like?" Harry asked on the way. I knew what he was asking.

"It felt.... Painful. Very painful. Like getting a tattoo, but much worse. I hate it. I hate it so much. I wish all of this would just disappear. " I whispered. I wanted to cry.

"Can I see it?" He whispered. I nodded. I slowly pulled up my robes on my left arm to the elbow, and the dark mark laid there, taunting me, on my forearm.

"Ow!" he exclaimed clutching his scar.

"Sorry." I mumbled. we heard footsteps in the next corridor.

"Who's there?" the ragged voice of Filch called.

"Hell! Come on!" I whispered. We ran into the first classroom we saw. We stayed there in silence until we couldn't hear Filch's footsteps anymore.

Chapter 11

The next morning, I crawled out of bed like a zombie and took a shower, singing Give Your Heart A Break by Demi Levato. I put on a navy blue and purple long sleeve shirt to cover my mark and dark wash jeans. I brushed my teeth and put on a dark green headband that looked nice with my eyes. It was Sunday, so no lessons. I was in a good mood until I remembered what happened yesterday. I walked down to breakfast and had waffles with maple syrup and strawberries in whipped cream. Ron came and sat next to me.

"Hey." he said. His voice was like honey, sending butterflies into my stomach. His warm, minty breath clung to my skin and sent excited shivers down my spine. He made me feel a bit better.

"Hey." I said, i smiled weakly. He took my hand under the table. A few light sparks went off. "You OK?" he asked.

"I'm good." I answered. "Feeling a bit uneasy today though."

"Cora, I'm really sorry you have to go through all this." He said.

"Don't worry about it, Ron. You shouldn't be sorry. It's not even your fault." he said nothing. "Come on," I said. "let's go to the Black Lake." we ran out of the Great Hall and onto the grounds. We got to the Black Lake and I pulled out my guitar from my pocket(Using magic, of course) and started to play and sing Love Story by Taylor Swift.

We were both young when I first saw you

I closed my eyes and the flashback starts

I'm standing there

On the balcony in summer air

I see the lights, see the party the ball gowns

See you make your way through the crowd

To say hello

Little did I know

That you were Romeo

You were throwing pebbles

And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet!"

And I was crying on the staircase

Begging you please don't go!

And I said

Romeo take me somewhere we could be alone

I'll be waiting

All you have to do is run

You'll be the prince

And I'll be the princess

It's a love story

Baby just say

Yes

And I sneak out

In the garden to see you

We keep quiet

Cause were dead if they knew

So close your eyes

Escape this town for a little while

Cause you were Romeo

I was a scarlet letter

And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet!"

You were everything to me

I was begging you please don't go

And I said

Romeo take me somewhere we could be alone

I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince

And I'll be the princess

It's a love story

Baby just say yes

Romeo save me try to tell me how you feel

This love is difficult but it's real

Don't be afraid, we'll Make it out of this mess

It's a love story

Baby just say yes

And I got tired of waiting

Wondering if you were ever coming around

My faith in you was

Fading

When I met you on the outskirts of town

Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone

I've been waiting, for you but you never come

Is this in my head? I don't know what to think

You knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said

Marry me Juliet you never have to be alone

I love you and that's all I really know

I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress

it's a love story baby just say

Yes

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Cause we were both young when I first saw

You

"Like I said before, you get better every time I hear you." I put my guitar down and laughed, put my hands around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. He kissed back, and put his hands on my waist. We just sat there in the grass, kissing. Sparks shot everywhere, I felt like I might explode.

Chapter 12

"Hey look, it's Weasley and Dolohov." a voice behind us sneered. We pulled away from each other as fast as we could and stood up.

"Oh, shut up Malfoy." Ron snapped.

"So, Weasley. You got yourself a hot girlfriend. How much are you paying her?"

"Merlin, Malfoy! Just leave him alone!" I spat. His face softened when he looked at me.

"That reminds me, Cora. Will you to out with me?" Ron looked like he was ready to kill somebody. Somebody meaning Draco. I did the job for him. I punched Malfoy as hard as I could in his jaw(and I can punch REALLY hard), and I heard a little crack. He started to run away. Blood escaped his jaw very fast, it was almost impossible.

"YOU WISH, MALFOY!!!" I yelled after him. Honestly, I felt really awesome at the moment. Ron looked shocked. His mouth made a perfect O.

"Woah, Daddy! Who knew you could punch like that, Cora! When did you get so strong?!" I laughed again. I raised my eyebrows.

"Honestly, Ron! It's a little thing called revenge." he laughed this time.

"If you wanted revenge you could just ask the twins! They know revenge better than anyone I know!" I pretended to look offended.

"Well then, there a new sheriff in town." I said in a country-girl accent. He looked at his feet and blushed.

"So... Are we.... An item? I really like you Cora. It scares me to death losing you." he asked.

"Even more than spiders?" I said.

"Come on, Cora. Nothing beats spiders." I pouted.

"We can be an item only if you want to be. I'm not gonna go around saying I'm dating this really hot ginger if you don't want me to." I blurted out.

"I do want to be an item." he paused. "And... You would refer to me as a really hot ginger?"

"Well, yeah! I'm not going to refer to you as something that you're not." I teased.

"So, we are?" he asked hopefully.

"Ask the question."

"Cora Dolohov, will you be my girlfriend?"

"YES!!" I screamed, becoming mortified. My face went red and I covered my mouth with my hand. Be fore I could apologize he laughed and kissed me. The strong sparks went off and my whole body turned to soup, melting at Ron's feet....

I smiled in the kiss. We broke apart for breath, but i wish we didn't stop.

"Play another song." he suggested. I shrugged. I leaned on my tree, Trigan(that's right. I named my tree Trigan. You might think its weird, but yeah.) and thought for a second. I started to play Perfect Two by Auburn.

You can be the peanut butter to my jelly

You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly

You can be the captain I can be your first mate

You can be the chills that I feel on the first date

You can be the hero I can be the sidekick

You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split

You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'

Or you can be the sun that shines in the mornin'

Don't know if I could ever be

Without you cause boy you complete me

And in time I know that we'll both see

That we're all we need

Cause you're the apple to my pie

You're the straw to my berry

You're the smoke to my high

And you're the one I want to marry

Cause you're the one for me, for me,

And I'm the one for you, for you,

You take the both of us, of us,

And we're the perfect two

We're the perfect two

Baby me and you

We're the perfect two

You can be the prince and I can be your princess

You can be the sweet tooth I can be your dentist

You can be shoes and I can be the laces

You can be the heart that I spill on the pages

You can be the vodka I can be the chaser

You can be the pencil I can be the paper

You can be as cold as the winter weather

But I don't care as long as we're together

Don't know if I could ever be

Without you cause boy you complete me

And in time I know that we'll both see

That we're all we need

Cause you're the apple to my pie

You're the straw to my berry

You're the smoke to my high

And you're the one I want to marry

Cause you're the one for me, for me,

And I'm the one for you, for you,

You take the both of us, of us,

And we're the perfect two

We're the perfect two

Baby we and you

We're the perfect two

You know that I'd never doubt ya

You know that I think about ya

You know that I can't live without ya

Noooooo

I love the way that you smile

And maybe in just I while

I see me walk down the aisle

Cause you're the apple to my pie

You're the straw to my berry

You're the smoke to my high

You're the one I want to marry

Cause you're the one for me, for me,

And I'm the one for you, for you,

You take the both of us, of us,

And we're the perfect two

We're the perfect two

Baby me and you

We're the perfect two

"I love you so much, Cora. More than you will ever know." he said. I sat in his lap.

"I bet you anything I love you more." I teased.

"god! You both love each other equally."

"so please, stop with this love stuff. It's making me sick." said identical voices behind us.

"Oh," I said sarcastically, "Fred, do you want me to tell that to Angelina? I'm sure she will be pleased." his face went red. Ron was trying to hold in his laughter, but failing miserably. I smiled and raised my eyebrows.

"Welcome to my life, Fred. Awkward moments and embarrassing comments." I patted his shoulder and went back to sit next to Ron. We all just laughed and told jokes until sundown.

"Hey you guys." George leaned in to us and whispered.

"Why are we whispering?" I said quietly.

"You guys want to play a prank on somebody?"

"MALFOY!" I whisper-screamed.

"SHHHH!!!" they spat. I pouted. I got an idea and a slow evil grin spread across my face.

"What?" they said reading my mind. I told them my plan. When I was finished, the twins said, "I never knew you could be so evil, Cora!" Ron just looked worried.

"what if we get caught?" he said.

"Oh, lighten up a bit, Ron. We aren't gonna get caught. We have this." I said, and pulled out Harry's invisibility cloak.

" how did you get that?" he asked sternly.

" long story short. I asked if I could use it and he said sure."

" OK..." he mumbled.

"Hey," I said while standing up on my tippy toes and kissed him on the cheek, "Don't worry." he seemed to feel less worried. "let's go!" George said. We ran into the corridor all pushed under the cloak. We went down to the dungeons and found Snape sleeping on the floor.

"Lily..." he kept mumbling. Whoever that was. I took a few pieces of hair and dropped them in the bottle of polyjuice potion i always kept with me. I grabbed the truth potion from his cabinets and we ran out before Snape could wake up. I got up from under it and told the portrait the password. Corey had told me it when he got in this house back in first year. I hated saying it, but it was the only way to get inside. I took a deep breath.

"Mudblood." I said thinking of Hermione and how mad she would be if she found out what we were doing. It grunted and opened. We stepped inside of the common room.

"Woah." I heard Ron and the twins say in unison. The walls were painted silver and green, banners and portraits hung on the walls. There was a lot of gold and silver. There was a deep green couch the color of the ocean and three silver chairs. Stuck-up looking Slytherins walking down hallways and staircases and corridors. I got under the cloak and we slowly made our way to the boys dormitory. Draco was doing potions homework alone. Perfect. I plugged my nose, and drank the potion. I got up from under there and paused time with my watch. I forced the truth potion down Malfoy's throat. I sat next to him on the bed as I replayed time, and Fred videotaped it with my camera. Malfoy didn't notice me there.

"Mr. Malfoy," I said in my surprisingly deep voice. He screamed like a squeaky hinge on an old door. I held in my laughter, because it was a long time since Snape laughed. "I would like to ask you some questions." he nodded. I thought for a moment.

"How's Pansy?" I asked. Before he could answer I said, "Don't answer that, I really don't give a crap about that fatty." I imagined Pansy looking absolutely furious. I would have smiled. "What do you think of Hogwarts?" he blinked.

"it's a poor excuse for a school. Durmstrang? Now THAT'S a proper environment."

" interesting." I said not really interested. "who is your true love?" the world paused, though I didn't use my watch. I waited. He thought for a second.

"Cora Dolohov." he answered.

Chapter 13

I was shocked. How could it be me??!!! Well, it does make sense, but I had to move onto the next question.

"Are you jealous of Ron Weasley because he is dating her?"

"Yes." he choked out.

"Is that why you are so mean to him and his family?"

"Yes."

"Do you pick your nose?"

"Yes."

"What is your biggest wish?"

"To get Cora Dolohov to like me."

"My biggest wish is to get Professor McGonagal to love me." I said. "You need to get over Co-Miss. Dolohov. She will never like you and she loves Ron more than anything." I snapped. That was the signal to shut off the camera. I heard a slight click and I knew it was off. I erased Malfoy's memory and we ran out, into the Gryffindor common room and literally died of laughter.

"Now, all we have to do is get that to play tomorrow at breakfast." I said, they nodded. I couldn't wait until morning.

I took an extremely long shower and changed into my pajamas. I pulled my hair into a bun and laid awake in my bed, smiling. I tried to sleep, but I was too excited. I froze time and pumped up some music as loud as it could go which was pretty loud. I painted my nails the muggle way and changed out of my pajamas to a stylish mini dress I bought in Hogsmeade. I danced around the room singing very loudly, and put on a ton of makeup which made me look like those weather women on muggle TV. I took pictures of myself and laughed about jokes on my computer and watched music videos and movies and sang and danced and even taught myself how to juggle. I looked at a whole list on what to do if you were bored, so I kept myself busy. I did hours of writing, but it was hard to keep track of time

when it's frozen. I started to get tired, and I turned off the music, changed, rubbed off my makeup, and went to bed. And had a nightmare. The nightmare:

I was running in a forest during a storm, and rain was coming down hard. I was being chased, flashes of bright lightning in the distance. I saw hooded figures behind me, trailing on me. They were getting closer. Closer. Closer. They pushed me to the ground. One of them pointed their wand at me, muttered something, and a flash of green light appeared in my face. I heard a scream. Perhaps it was mine. I didn't even recognize me own voice.The scene changed. I had my back against a wall and Voldemort stood over me, yelling, his death eaters close behind him. I didn't listen. I focused on what was happening, and suddenly he stopped yelling at me. He had an evil grin on his face. His followers spread out, and another figure stood behind them. It had

unmistakable fiery red hair.

"Don't hurt him!" I yelled. They will not hurt him.

"Too late." Voldie sneered. He pointed his wand towards Ron, muttered something, and a flash of green light was all I needed.

"NO!!!" I screamed. Tears came and he fell to the ground. "NOO!!!" I charged towards the love of my life's limp body. "No.." I kept muttering. I held him in my arms and cried harder than I ever did in my life.
I woke with a start, for the first time waking up and crying. My sheets were soaked with sweat, and I cried for a solid two hours.

It wasn't just a dream.

It was a vision of a future.

Chapter 14

My eyes were puffy and bloodshot, and I took a hot shower to erase it. I even cried in the shower, which didn't help at all. I changed into my robes and went to breakfast. The twins and Ron went up to me, and told me when I was supposed to play it and how. OMG I almost forgot Malfoy's torment. Then they noticed how I looked. My hair was messed up and my eyes were red.

"O my god Cora what happened??!" they said. Ron looked the most worried. I turned away, I could bear to look him in the face. Tears stung my eyes. I tried to sound happy.

"Ummm..... I.... I'll put this in. I'll... Ummm... See you guys later." I ran off before the bombarding of questions occurred. I sat at the end of the table and froze time. I set up my projector and put the invisibility charm on it. I also charmed it to not be shut off no matter how hard they tried. It reflected on the curtain hung behind the teachers table. I sat back down and unfroze time. I stared at my plate. I heard sounds and Malfoy and Snape's voices and I looked up at the Slytherin table. Malfoy looked shocked then furious then mortified. He face turned an extreme red and he hid it in his plate. And Pansy? The best part! She was purple from anger! The whole table looked like they were ready to kill whoever put this together. The other tables just died of laughter, especially Gryffindor. They were howling. I looked over at the teachers table. Even Dumbledore was laughing, and Snape and McGonagal looked really embarrassed. The other teachers were just trying to figure out were the tape was coming from. I forced myself to laugh.

Chapter 15

When I was finished eating I rushed myself to potions so the twins or Ron wouldn't catch me and force me to tell them what was wrong. I failed. They all circled me

"Excuse me." I muttered.

"not until," said George

"You tell us." said Fred. I didn't know what to do.

" I-I-I.... Had a nightmare..." not a lie.

"What happened in it? It must have been pretty bad if it got you like this." that was the last thing I wanted Ron to say. I couldn't do it. I imagined Ron, laying dead at my feet, Voldemort laughing at my pain. I couldn't take it any longer. The tears came, and this time I couldn't hold them back. I pushed past Fred and George with all my might. I ran all the way to potions so I wasn't late. I stopped time and cried so hard my eyes hurt. I unfroze time and I sat in my seat and did the work, not focusing but still doing it. Everybody noticed my expression. And that includes Draco.

"What's wrong, babe?" he asked smoothly. He put his arm around me. Oh, please!! Like that's gonna happen! I took his arm and twisted it. He screamed in pain. I realized I had broken his arm and yelled, "Stay out of my life!! You're the last thing I need in it!" I ran all the way to my dorm ignoring the stares. His attention was the last thing I needed right now. I cried on my bed. I went to sleep, actually. Another nightmare. After all my lessons, I decided to take a long walk in Hogsmeade. Walks always cleared my mind. I put in my emergency money and walked onto the grounds. I got up to a hill, and sat down on the snow. I cried some more, and just looked out on the horizon. The clouds were a nasty gray, and it totally matched my mood.

I took many deep breaths. In, out. In, out. In, out. Slow, even breaths. I closed my eyes and breathed. All my worries came back to my mind. I pushed them away, but it just made them come back stronger. Just breathe. I thought. Soon, I had my mind cleared, and I walked back to the castle. I climbed into bed that night. Same nightmare, same routine. I wake up crying and sweating like a hog. I went to breakfast and hurried to potions. The next thing I knew, I was cornered by Fred, George, Luna, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Neville.

"Tell us what happened in your nightmare!"

"We want to know!"

"Yeah!"

"We care about you, Cora!"

"Yeah!"

"Don't cry!"

"Please?"
I felt tears in my eyes, so I closed them. They slipped out and I realized, wow, I have been crying way to much lately. Then I remembered why. I felt more tears. Ron.....

Suddenly a hand had pulled me out of the corner and into a corridor. I slid down the wall and covered my face with my hands.

"Cora.... Please..." Ron said. Please don't make me say it!!

"I.. can't... too... painful.." I managed. He took me in his arms and wiped away my tears. I whispered the whole story, sobbing hard the whole time.

"Woah." he said quietly.

"It wasn't just a dream, Ron." I sobbed. " it was a vision. Of the future."

"I don't know what to say.." he said. I shook my head and cried. No matter how painful it was, I had made my decision.

"We can't be together." I said. His face fell.

"Why?"

"Don't you see? He is using you as bait to get to me." I explained. "he will track you down, Ron. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you that was my fault. Eventually, he will have you. I don't need that, and neither do you. I'm so sorry Ron. But I don't have a choice." I was ready to cry again with these words.

"I'm sorry." I said as I walked away slowly. The tears came once again And I started running. I ran faster than I ever did before. I grabbed my broom and flew away from Hogwarts. I just flew. No worries. No troubles. Nobody. I spotted a beach and built a little shack. I had all my things packed and

ready. I straightened my hair. I sat in the shore in my white Greek dress with laces on the long sleeves that covered my hands. It was my favorite dress, and also the perfect one to die in.

I took a long walk on the shore barefoot. My hair blew behind me. I spread out my arms and let the wind overtake me. I put on karaoke for I Won't Give Up, the song that always reminded my of Ron. So many happy memories from this song. I couldn't do it, though. For once, I didn't feel like singing. When I tried, my voice cracked many times. I switched it off.

And for the first time in my life, I was truly alone.

Chapter 16

I had made my second hard decision that day. I walked onto the water, even steps, deeper and deeper. The cold water splashed around my ankles. To my knees. To my waist. Chest. My chin. I didn't need to hold my breath. My name being called sent my down with surprise. I fought my way up. I knew that voice. Since I fought to find breath, I swam to the shore, choking on the dreaded salt water.

"COOOORRRAAAAA!!! DON'T!!!!!" he ran into my arms and held me tight. I cried in his chest. I felt a little bad when my soaking hair, my tears, and wet clothes got his shirt wet, but he didn't seem to care.

"I want to die... I want to die if I can't be with you...." I whispered truthfully. I hugged him, and he hugged me, told me it would be OK. I Didn't fully believe it, though.

"Hermione said she saw you leave. She was really mad." he whispered softly in my ear. "She was like, purple." I would have laughed, but my mouth didn't move. I imagined Hermione stomping up to me and yelling at me so loud they could hear it on Mars about me leaving Hogwarts without any warning.

"Listen, Cora. I know you're very scared and worried for me about your dream. I know it's been hurting you so much. I wish it didn't, but it does. But all that matters is I'm here now, with you. And nothing could ruin it. Nobody. So let's go back and just enjoy it while we have it, OK?" I nodded. I changed and grabbed my stuff. We flew all the way back, which was a couple hours. When we got to Hogwarts, it was midnight. We walked back together holding hands in the dark, careful not to be seen or heard. He walked me to my room.

"Good night, Cora. I love you."

"I love you too, Ron. So much." he gave me a quick kiss and left for his dorm. I watched him leave and stood in my doorway until I could no longer hear his footsteps echoing through the castle. I went to bed and fell asleep. No nightmares this time.

Chapter 17

I woke up and it was Thursday. Once I showered and dressed, I went into the common room. Hermione put the silent charm on the room.

"CORINE ALECTO DOLOHOV," She hollered. I flinched when she said my full name, which I hated. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WE'RE YOU THINKING?! YOU COULD

HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELF KILLED!! RUNNING AWAY FROM HOGWARTS LIKE THAT???!!! THE DARK LORD COULD HAVE SEEN YOU!!! HE COULD HAVE KILLED YOU!! WE WERE WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN MALFOY!!! HE WAS RUNNING DOWN THE HALLWAY SO FAST AND PROFESSOR FLITWICK TOOK 10 POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN!!! HA!! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN RON!!! HE WAS IN TEARS AND EVERYBODY ELSE WAS WORRIED SICK!!! DO YOU REALIZE WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO YOU??!!!" She doesn't know half of it. I thought. The people in the common room just looked at us in confusion, shrugged, and moved on with their lives. She went at it for like, twenty minutes, and her voice was really sore. I walked her to the hospital wing.

Once I got to Potions, I didn't realize how late I was until I sat down. Snape yelled at me the whole lesson, and his voice was sore, too. He growled at me and I speed walked out. Hermione was back from the hospital wing, but she gave me the evil eye.

"Don't worry, Cora. She will eventually get over it." Ron had said. I walked into the common room and my heart stopped. Lavender had pushed Ron against the wall, snogging him. Sadness overwhelmed me. I couldn't believe it. Ron couldn't be cheating on me. This is not happening. This is NOT happening. It's just a dream. I pinched my left arm, a way my mother said to do when you want to wake up from a nightmare. It didn't work. This was reality, the real deal.

"Ron, what are you doing?!" I choked out. Tears stained my face.

"I didn't kiss her!! I swear! She kissed me!" he said. But something in the back of my mind told me I didn't quite believe him. I ran out, but he grabbed my arm.

"Cora!" he said.

"Just," I sighed, "give me some time." my voice cracked. I turned away, I hated it when he saw me like this. I slowly walked out and away from him.

"Stop running away from me, Cora! You can't fight fate!" he yelled. I stopped and turned.

"I don't run away from you. I walk away slowly. And it kills me, because you don't care enough to stop me." I said. He looked hurt, speechless. I walked slowly away. Just like I said. I walked to class after class, in between classes crying my heart out. I had nothing to live for. Nothing.

Chapter 18

I got to my dorm after all the classes were over and did some serious writing. I wasn't going to cry anymore, because its not going to get me anywhere. Suddenly, there was a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said trying to sound happy. To my surprise, Harry walked in. He noticed my puffy eyes and smudged makeup. It was obvious I had been crying.

"Ron told me what happened." I pulled my knees to my chest.

"Of course he did.." I heard myself mutter.

"Ron loves you, you know. A lot." he said. I sighed.

"No, Harry, I don't know. I've been so confused lately. So hurt. I love him so much, but I'm so scared that I might lose him. Then I did, and I will never forgive myself. Lately, I can't find a reason to live anymore. It doesn't seem worth it. Life just doesn't seem worth it." That's when he started to yell at me.
"Both my parents are dead and you think I haven't thought that??" he yelled.
"Well, Harry, not everybody goes through what you've been through!! But my life sucks too, you know!! Don't you understand how screwed my life is too? I'm probably the first Gryffindor with the Dark Mark! My father abuses me! My own twin brother doesn't give a shit about me, and the person I love the most just broke me completely! Have you ever thought that? I'm not that 11-year-old little girl who was terrified walking through these doors, knowing that it would changed her life forever anymore. I've changed, Harry! What Ron did was.... I can't even find the word for it. It just tore my heart to pieces. Before I met him, I didn't know who I was. I was nobody. And when I did meet him, I found her. I found Cora. But now that this happened... I've lost her again." Harry was looking at his feet.

"Play a song." he said.

"Harry, I don't think I'm in the mood right now."

"Please?" he begged. He gestured towards my keyboard. I rolled my eyes.

"FINE." I gave in. I thought for a moment, and started to play Behind These Hazel Eyes by Kelly Clarkson.

It seems like yesterday

You were a part of me

I used to stand so tall

I used to be so strong

Your arms around me tight

Everything it felt so right

Unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong

Now I can't breathe

No I cant sleep

I'm barely hanging on

Here I am once again

Been torn into pieces

Can't deny, or pretend

Just thought you were the one

Broken up, deep inside

But you will never see the tears I cry

Behind these hazel eyes

I told you everything

Opened up, let you in

You made me feel alright

For once in my life

Now all that's left of me

Is what I pretend to be

So together, but so broken up inside

Cause I can't breathe

No I can't sleep

I'm barely hanging on

Here I am once again

Been torn into pieces

Can't deny, or pretend

Just thought you were the one

Broken up deep inside

But you will never see the tears I cry

Behind these hazel eyes

Swallow me and spit me out

For hating you I blame myself

Cause I don't cry on the outside

Anymore.........

Anymore...

Here I am once again

Been torn into pieces

Can't deny, or pretend

Just thought you were the one

Broken up deep inside

But you will never see the tears I cry

Behind these hazel eyes

Here I am once again

Been torn into pieces

Can't deny, or pretend

Just thought you were the one

Broken up deep inside

But you will never see the tears I cry

Behind these hazel eyes

We sat there in silence for a few minutes.

"You need to talk to Ron." he finally said. I shook my head. I can't.

"Are you a Gryffindor or not, Cora? Or are you just like your family? Cowards?" oh no he didn't. My family may be real assholes, but he could not talk about them that way. I don't care if he's the Chosen One. Nobody called me a coward. NOBODY.

"I am nothing like my family." I said anger rising in my voice. "And I am NOT a coward."

"Then prove it!! Talk to him!! You can't fight fate, Cora!!" that was the last thing Ron had said to me. I pushed past him and walked to Ron's dorm that he shared with Harry, Dean, and Seamus. Ron was sitting facing the wall, with his head hitting repeatedly on it. I took a deep breath.

"Ron." he stopped banging his head on the wall. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I'm sorry I kept trying to fight my future. I'm sorry for running. I'm sorry for saying you didn't care. I'm sorry for giving up and being selfish, not thinking about others. I'm sorry for fighting fate. My fright was blinding me. I thought that if I ran and kept running, than everything will disappear. I thought being a ghost would be easier. I was wrong. I screwed up. I admit it. And all I ask for is another chance. If you say no, I understand. I don't want to argue."

"Are you really sorry?" he asked. He still wouldn't look at me.

"More sorry than I have ever been in my life. But I do realize that it's gonna take a lot more than sorry to fix this." Suddenly he got up from his bed and hugged me like there was no tomorrow. I hugged back.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. I never meant to hurt you." he whispered. I just cried and he held me tight, and we just fell asleep in each others arms, just how I wanted.

Chapter 19

*Skipping to the end of the year*

Summary: Cora and Ron are back together. Cora is no longer having death dreams about Ron, but she still worries slightly. Lavender and Pansy are the only ones that hate her(Pansy, because she likes Draco, and Draco still likes Cora. Lavender- well, I think you know why.).

"Sixth year students, the teachers and I have decided that there will be a Spring Ball in next week. It is only for sixth years. Guys ask girls. Now you may eat."

Dumbledore sat down in his chair. Draco walked up yo me.

"Hey, Cora." he said. I didn't need to hear what he had to say.

"No, Draco," I interrupted. "I will not go to the Spring Ball with you." he grumbled and walked back to his table. I laughed. So did the others. "What a joke." I said.

"Cora," Ron said. Please ask me please ask me please ask me please ask me please ask me please ask me...

"Will you go to the Spring Ball with me?" he asked, imitating Dumbledore. It made me laugh. Yessssss!!!!

"Well.... Hmmm..... I don't know...." I teased, cocking my head to one side. I sighed dramatically. "OK!" I said immediately happy. He dropped me off at potions.

"I can't wait until next week, my dear." he said, Kissing my hand. I giggled.

"You are so cheesy sometimes, Ron." I said, "See ya." I twiddled my fingers and walked into potions. I sat down at my usual seat. After classes, I wen to Hogsmeade to buy a dress for the ball. I chose a long, strapless, dark purple and blue dress. It was ankle length and perfect for a ball. It somehow reminded me of a sunset. I tried it on and it fit perfectly. I bought the dress with matching shoes to wear.

Chapter 20

I had three hours to get ready. Ron was picking me up at 7:00, but I felt so off it. I took a shower and painted my nails dark blue, put my hair in curls, put on eyeliner, purple eye shadow, mascara, and lip gloss. I put on the dress and shoes, my purple necklace from my mother, and my favorite purple earrings. I looked in the mirror, and I looked like a princess. 'Not bad.' I thought. I walked into the common room, and it was 6:56. He should be here. Ron walked in through the boys dorm, wearing a tux.

O MY GOD HE LOOKS SOOO HOT!! was the first thing I thought. He took one look at me and his mouth stretched so long it touched the floor. He didn't need to say it. I knew I looked fabulous. Modest, much, Cora? I thought. I flashed a smile.

"You look.... Wow.." he said. I laughed.

"Not too bad yourself, Ronald."

"I think you look better, Corine." I shot him a death look. I hated my real name. And I really hated it when he called me it. He threw his hands up in defense.

"Let's go. They are probably all there by now." I took his arm and we walked to the great hall, which was filled with food, drinks, kids, and tables. And to my surprise, a STAGE. Hmmmmmm........

Everybody was having an awesome time, until Professor Flitwick went to the stage.

"I would like to announce that we will be having some music. Now, who wants to sing?" Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Luna pushed me onto the stage. I can't sing in front of more than four people. Not happening.

"You guys owe me BIG TIME." I angrily said to them before i got onto the stage. I laughed nervously. He handed me the mike.

"Hey.. Um.. I'm Cora Dolohov, and I'm going to sing a song called How To Break A Heart by Nikki. I dedicate this song to my father, Antonin. Thank you.

I hung on to every word you said and

No one could get inside my head like you did

I guess i was a fool for you then

But now I understand

It was all part of your plan

And you should know that

You taught me what it was

To feel the sting of love

To feel like I don't ever wanna let somebody ever get that close to me again

I've learned so much from you

Things I'd never do

Now that we're apart

You taught me how to break a heart

Dear God if you can hear me now

Please stop the anger building up inside me

I need you to come out and guide me

I look into the eyes

Of the one I thought was mine

And my only scream is

You taught me what it was

To feel the sting of love

To feel like I don't ever wanna let somebody ever get that close to me again

I've learned so much from you

Things I'd never do

Now that we're apart

You taught me how to break a heart

No one could get inside my head

You taught me what it was

To feel the sting of love

To feel like I don't ever wanna let somebody ever get that close to me again

I've learned so much from you

Things I'd never do

Now that we're apart

You taught me what it was

To feel the sting of love

To feel like I don't ever wanna let somebody ever get that close to me again

I've learned to much from you

Things that I'd never do

Now that we're apart

You taught me how to break a heart."

The song ended, and the hall burst in applause. It echoed off the walls so violently I thought they would break down. I handed back the mike to Professor Flitwick. He was staring at me like a blind mans first glimpse of the sun. Was I really THAT good? I smiled, and walked off the stage greeted my still clapping students. I went over to Ron, and he kissed me full on the lips. I heard wolf whistles and cat calls from behind us. My cheeks flushed red, and I took Ron's hand and smiled. Lavender walked up to us.

"Hey Ron!" she chirped, completely ignoring me. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Want a drink?" she said, holding out a glass to Ron. That looks strangely like a love potion.... She better not try anything.

"Ummmmm no thanks I'm not thirsty." he said. Yes. She sighed.

"OK then, Ronnie." grrrrrrrrrrr. I squeezed Ron's hand. He squeezed back.

"I'll catch you later." she winked, twiddled her fingers, and she skipped away. I almost went after her, so tempted to punch her in her lip gloss coated mouth. Ron seemed to read my mind.

"Hey," he said. His voice calmed me."don't worry. I love you, and only you."

"Same." I said. "She just infuriates me more than anybody. That little bitch better not try anything with you or she's dead. Literally." He laughed. What part about this was funny? He stopped.

"Oh. You're serious." I nodded. "Come on. Let's go dance." he said and pulled me onto the dance floor. We danced the night away, danced like there was no tomorrow, danced like no one was watching. I soon grew tired and I was a little drunk, but I could keep control of myself. I went to bed.

Chapter 21

And I woke to the sound of yelling. I went downstairs to the common room where the yelling was coming from. It was Harry and Ron arguing. I was about to confront them, but I stopped in my tracks after what I had heard.

"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, RON!! A GIRLFRIEND THAT LOVES YOU!!!!"

"I JUST DON'T LOVE CORA ANYMORE, HARRY!! I LOVE REMILDA!!"

"YOU HAVEN'T EVEN MET HER! LAST NIGHT YOU WERE HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH CORA!! AND THE NEXT MORNING YOU LOVE REMILDA VAIN!! NOBODY GETS OVER SOMEBODY THAT QUICKLY! YOU DON'T JUST STOP LOVING SOMEONE!! ITS EITHER YOU ALWAYS DO OR YOU NEVER DID!!"

"WELL HARRY, PEOPLE CHANGE!! I GOT OVER CORA THAT QUICKLY!!"

"IF YOU DON'T LOVE HER ANYMORE THAN YOU HAVE TO BREAK UP WITH HER!!"

"WILL YOU TWO STOP IT??" I heard Hermione screech. I cried silent tears, which is harder than you think. My heart was shattered so many times because of Ron, but this shows I truly love him. And Remilda? She was partnered with me to do a project for charms. I wouldn't say we were friends, more like acquaintances. Now we were enemies. Every time Ron breaks my heart it's harder to get over.

"Ron has obviously been ejected with a love potion! And one thing I know about her is she is in total love with Harry. You found the chocolates on Harry's bed, right Ron?"

"Yes."

"Than that has to be the answer. There is no other option." she said. "Come on, Ron. Let's take you to the hospital wing. Madame Pomfery with be able to fix you." I heard footsteps and let out a cry. I couldn't hold it in. Idiot.

"What was that?" Ron said. Ah clump nuggets.

"It came from the hallway." Hermione said. I heard the footsteps get louder and louder, closer and closer. I tried to run up the stairs, but tripped on one. There was no use getting up. They would catch me. A red head was the first to turn the corner.

"Cora?" he choked out. They ran over to me, but I pulled away and got up. I felt his forehead, a way that I learned in potions to tell if somebody is under a spell. I was only paying attention so I would know if Lavender tried anything with Ron. His forehead was pink and cold. That was the sign.

He was under a love potion.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine." I answered, "You guys take him to the wing. I think I need to be alone right now."

"You sure?" Harry asked. I nodded. I walked away. I felt their piercing stares burn holes through me, but I kept walking. I went to my dorm and sat on my bed, facing the wall. I spent my afternoon making shapes out of the cracks. Luna came into my room.

"Luna? How did you get here?"

"I went in with Neville. Hermione told me what happened. You OK?" she said in her usual dreamy voice.

"Yeah. I'm good. I guess."

"You guess?"

"I'm just confused. That's all I've ever been lately. But there is one thing I am absolutely sure of." I said, "That I'm in deep love with Ron." She said nothing. She sat next to me on my bed.

"Don't worry. I saw Harry, Hermione, and Ron come out of the hospital wing. Ron's looking for you. Madame Pomfery said he didn't remember anything that happened this morning, and Hermione and Harry filled him in. When they were done, Ron was running down the hall trying to get to you. So I take it he loves you too." she answered finally.

"I hope so." I said, hugging my pillow. Really hope. Even though Ron had been under a love potion, his words still repeatedly echoed through my head.

"I DON'T LOVE CORA ANYMORE, HARRY! I LOVE REMILDA!"

Chapter 22

"Cora?" he said. Luna had gone back to her common room, and I was writing in my journal. Ever since I met Ron, everyday I had written everything that happened. It was a story, but each person had a different name. I looked up from my notebook. I was on the sixth book, since I met Ron at eleven and each year is a different book. He was panting, and his face had a worried expression on it. He took me by surprise and hugged me and I hugged back.

"I'm sorry you heard all that. I didn't know what I was saying. I don't remember anything."

"Ron."

"Please forgive me, Cora. I love you so much and I can't believe it I have never even met her and I'm blabbing about me loving her."

"Ron."

"I'm so sorry, and I wish all this didn't happen. When Harry and Hermione filled me in about what happened, I was so guilty. I didn't know what I was saying."

"RON!" he looked at me.

"Jeez, calm down. It's not your fault. You were under a spell. Anyone would've done it. Don't feel guilty. Even I would. Like you said, you didn't know what you were saying. So please, just chill out. It's OK." I said. He kissed my forehead.

"There's also another thing I want to talk to you about." oh boy. What could it be?

"About that song you sang to your dad. It was very... Wow. So... I don't want to get personal or anything... But what happened between you too?" that was not what I was expecting. This was a pretty hard topic. I closed my eyes, watching a little brunette girl with a bloody lip and a black eye, crawled up on the floor. A man with the same brown hair was stood over her, yelling at her. But I was no longer that helpless little girl. I was strong.

"Ever since I was four, my father hit me. Not like the kind of playful hit you get when you say something sarcastic. He used to really hit me. Slap me. Kick me. Punch me. Hurt me so bad. He would look at me and think, She's a shame to the family name. She deserves torture. he would call me things like stupid girl, and for a long time, that's what I thought I was. I thought I was a small, stupid, ugly thing because of him. That's who I thought I was. Most people at that age don't know who they are. I thought I did.

It's why I grew up so serious. I never knew how to laugh until I met you and the twins. Corey was a watcher. He was the type who just stands there, watches, as if he doesn't care. It's what it seemed like. And he never does anything about it. Never helps me clean my wounds, never helps me up when I fall. Just stands there and watches. When I was six years old, that's when father was taken to Azkaban for killing a muggle family. One of my most happiest moments. Not many daughters would enjoy having there father dragged away to jail for five years. I did.

Every year, Corey, my house elf, Blue, and I would be there, alone in the mansion. Comforted by the sounds of creaking floors. And my mother? I haven't seen her since she left on a decade long job for Voldemort. I'm surprised I still remember her name. She was so loyal to him. That's why everybody says I'm different from my family. I hate Voldemort. I hate Malfoy's. I love house elves. I show expression. One of the reasons father hit me was because I wasn't like them and I wasn't worthy to be a Dolohov. Everybody in my family is a coward, a sneak, and a death eater. I started to play music. I bought a piano, a guitar, and a computer. I was never good with words. Music was the way I express myself. So, Ron, there you have it. That's why I sung that song."

"You always sing covers." he said when I finished.

"Yeah..."

"Do you write songs?"

"Yeah..."

"About your dad?"

"Yeah..."

"Play it."

"Yeah-um do you really wan to hear it? It's pretty bad. I wrote when I was eight."

"God, Corine! Please just play it!"

"OK OK.

My whole life

You've put me through

Something a little girl shouldn't have to deal with

And all this time

I believed you

And let you get inside my head

But I will not

Let you take over

I will not

Look at you, and see a mirror

I will not

Make the same mistakes that you made

You might say

I'm an ugly little thing

But that's not what I am

You may think

I don't deserve to be alive

I deserve to die...

We are nothing alike

People look at me and you

And think we aren't related

Sure, we look alike

But it's on the inside

That makes us who we are

"That's all. I never really got back to that song." I said.

"I love it." I shrugged.

"Cora.. Will you run away with me?" he asked. I was shocked. Last time I left it didn't turn out so great. But this is what I wanted.

"Yeah."

"Let's go then!"

"To where?"

"How about that little shack on the beach I found you on."

"Money?"

"Gringotts."

"Meet me by the Black Lake in ten?"

"Yup. lets go pack!" he went out and I packed my stuff using magic. Once I finished, I went down to the lake. He was already there. I mounted my broom and we left. We found the shack and set up. There was only one bed, so we slept together. The first few nights were uncomfortable, but we got used to it. We sat there for the first week, comforted by each others company. Watching sunsets. Then, I had the vision.

"He's got Hermione and Luna!!" I yelled. I grabbed my jacket and we set off back to Hogwarts. I went into the shrieking shack.

"O My God. Are you guys OK?" I said. Hermione and Luna were tied to chairs, and I untied them. "Go back to the castle. Get Dumbledore." I ordered them. They ran out. He came out of the shadows.

"Hello again, Cora. Expelliarmus!" I was forced back, and my back crashed into a wall.

"Weasley. What to do with you..." I got up from laying down on broken logs.

"Avada. Kadavra."

"NOOOO!!" I ran in slow motion towards Ron before the spell hit him. I pushed him out of the way. The green light was coming towards me.

Then I saw it.

I saw father hitting me. I saw me getting my Hogwarts letter. I saw me meeting Ron. I saw me standing up for Ron. I saw me singing and playing keyboard, when Ron heard me for the first time. I saw my twelfth birthday, when the twins dared Ron to kiss me. I saw me and Ron kissing earlier this year. I saw me crushing Draco's jaw. I saw me getting the dark mark. I saw me trying to kill myself. I saw Ron kissing lavender. I saw Ron asking me to the Spring Ball. I saw us running away, sitting on the shore watching the sunset. Everyone says that your life flashes before your eyes when your about to die, and in that millisecond when I saw my life, I knew what was happening. I closed my eyes. This was my destiny.

Then everything went black.

Chapter 23 Ron's P.O.V.

Voldemort shot the killing curse at me. Suddenly I was pushed to the ground, and I caught a glimpse of the love of my life's body fall to the ground. Time slowed down. I tried to scream, but I couldn't find my voice. Voldemort vanished. Then, i remembered the dream she had three months ago about me dying. But sometimes I wonder if what she told me was true, or if she told me all of her dream. She looked like it to me. I crawled over to her body. She couldn't be....

I realized what had happened. She had risked her life to save me. Then, for the first time in many months, I cried. I cried harder than I have ever cried in my life. I cried until both our clothes were drenched. Her hair was spread across the floor, and her eyes weren't that nature green I love. They were black.

"This was her destiny, you know." a voice said behind me. "She had to. She had no other choice." I shook my head. Dumbledore sat near me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"I will avenge her death. I will beat him. I will find a way."

"Now that is not your destiny, Mr. Weasley. But if you are dedicated enough, I think you can." I was dedicated. I will avenge the death of the love of my life, Corine Alecto Dolohov's death. There was nothing that could stop me.

"Her dream," I said, "the one she had three months ago? She said that Voldemort killed me. So why didn't she see herself killed?"

"Honestly, I'm not quite sure. But I do think that Voldemort was playing with her mind. She saw it because that's what was most likely to happen. He plays with her mind when it's open, which is when she's asleep. Come, Mr. Weasley. Let's take her body." we lifted her and carried her back to the castle. I told Hermione, Luna, and Harry. Harry was devastated.

"How can he do this? He just looooves killing people!! Ron, I will help you avenge Cora. I will." he said. Luna and Hermione were just in tears like me. I nodded.

"She deserves it for all she did for us. I don't care if I die doing it. I love her. Nobody, not even Death, can take her away from me. NOBODY."

Chapter 24 (Normal P.O.V.)

*Note from author: You are probably surprised that I'm doing this chapter in Cora's P.O.V., but I think it will make sense once you hear it from her.)

I woke up in a large room that was covered in white. Actually, it wasn't even a room, it was just in the middle of nowhere. No walls, no ceiling, no floor. I had no idea how I was on something but I was confused. I thought I was dead! Was I dead? I didn't know.
"Corine Alecto Dolohov." Suddenly a man dressed white appeared in front of me. I swallowed.
OH MY GOD. THERE IS SOME WEIRD GUY IN FRONT OF ME. HOW DOES THIS DUDE KNOW MY NAME. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.
"Yes? Who are you? How do you know me? Wait-where am I? Where's Ron? Is he okay? Am I dead? Where's Voldemort?" The questions slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. To my surprised, the man laughed. What the hell was funny about this?
"Well, I am the Spirit Holder. I know you because you ended up here in my lair." He said. I looked around.
"Listen, Spirit Holder, I don't mean to be rude, but this is a lair? It's in the middle of nowhere." I said. He chuckled again.
"Yes, Corine, it is indeed."
"It's Cora."
"Alright, Cora, your beloved Ron is safe at Hogwarts, and he is perfectly fine. Voldemort vanished after he killed you."
"So I am dead." I said suspiciously.
"Yes. Anyway, as the Spirit Holder, my job is to help you decide if you want to be a ghost or not. If you do, you can't eat, sleep, touch, smell, or feel pain." He said. I pictured Nearly Headless Nick, The Grey Lady, and the Bloody Baron in my head. Did they really go through this?
"What happens if I decline it? You know, not be a ghost?"
"If you choose to be a ghost, then you will see Ron again and he will be able to see you and hear you, but he will not be able to touch you. If you choose not to, then you will see him for the rest of his life, but he will not hear you. When he dies, you will see each other again."
"So I will like, watch over him and stuff?" I asked.
"Yes, and if really need to talk to him, then you have 10 times. Each time is one hour, but you can't see him, you will only talk to him in his head. No pressure." He said. "Have you made your choice?" I nodded.
"I want to be a ghost." I said. He smiled.
"Now, before I make you a ghost, I should warn you, you should avoid walking through humans. Not the most pleasurable feeling. Where do you want me to transport you?"
"Hogwarts, wherever Ron is."
"Alright, and are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" he asked. I bit my bottom lip. Did I really want this? Yes I do. I want to see Ron again.
I nodded. He smiled warmly, and I returned the smile. He waved his hand, and I closed my eyes. I felt a strong wind come over me, and I thought, how would Ron feel?
Would he be angry? Or sad? Or proud? I didn't know.
The next thing I knew when I opened my eyes was Ron, Harry, Luna, Hermione, Fred, George, even Malfoy, and Dumbledore were leaning against a coffin. They were crying, and I realized that my body was in the coffin. I floated over behind Ron, who was crying the hardest. I was right behind him, and I didn't really know what I should do. I put my hand on his shoulder. He whipped around, and his eyes grew wide. His lip trembled, and he blinked at my spirit.
"Hermione." he said. "I'm going crazy."
She turned her head towards him, and her eyes found me. She covered her mouth with her hand.
"You're not crazy, it's her ghost! She decided to become a spirit!" she let out a shriek of happiness, and her eyes teared up again. They all turned their heads, and saw me. They all tried to hug me, and Ron even tried to kiss me, but they just fell through my body. Except Dumbledore, who didn't do anything but smile. He walked towards me.
"Corine Alecto Dolohov." he said. "You've been so brave, you've made us so proud." he said. Even my eyes teared up, and I smiled. By the time all the kids got up from the floor, I turned and saw Draco.
"I love you, Cora." he choked out. His grey-blue eyes teared up.
"I thought you just liked me. Not loved me." I answered. He shook his head. I turned to Ron.
"Cora, I-I love you so much, I still can't believe you did that for me." he said. I smiled.
"To be honest, I didn't have much of a choice. I could never live my life properly if you weren't in it. It was my destiny, and I just couldn't help it." I said. "And no matter where I am, or how I feel, you will always be in my heart. And my only wish is that I will be in yours, Ron." He smiled. If I was human, I would have kissed him. But I was no longer human, and I never will be.
"Ron, I want you to promise me something." I said. He nodded.
"I want you to promise that no matter where you are, or how miserable your life gets, you won't give up on it. You'll get married and have a family, and move on from me. That you'll be happy. Promise me, Ron." his eyes teared up.
"I promise."

85 years later...

I was standing by a window sill, watching the clouds from Hogwarts. The clouds moved and shifted, and I made things out of funny-shaped clouds.
Then there was a hand on my shoulder.
A hand I could feel.
What the hell? What had happened? Am I not a ghost anymore? I haven't felt anything in 85 years. I turned around and an old, old man with fraying red hair who was smiling was in front of me. I recognized him at an instant.
"Cora. You're still so young," Ron said, his voice deeper. I smiled.
"I'll be young until the end of time," I said. He laughed, the same laughter that filled me with joy at the worst of times.
"I married Hermione." I looked at the sky.
"I know. I was there." I said sadly, and then remembered something.
"You kept your promise." I said, turning to him. He nodded. "Thank you." I whispered. We stood side-by-side at the windowsill, watching the clouds, me having the greatest moment in 85 years, and realizing all my greatest moments happened with Ron. I knew it. I didn't need anyone to tell me.
I was happy.

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