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ron weasley. (honestlyronald) wrote in wariscoming,

Honestly, Ron didn't know what to do. He could've tried to apparate back to where he had been before, but the location was so fuzzy in his head because of all the events that had led up to his being there that he found he wasn't so certain that he'd be able to properly bring himself back without splinching. After having managed to do so on more than one occasion - once so horribly that he'd lost more blood than he cared to admit - Ron didn't want to risk pulling something like that again. If Harry or Hermione weren't guaranteed to be at the other end of his apparation path, then Ron knew it would've been stupid of him to bother. If he cut himself in half or ended up hacking off one of his own limbs on accident, neither of them would be there to help put him back together. Ron couldn't help but wonder if that was what whoever had done this to him had wanted. Had he been split away from the others on purpose? Was someone trying to get to them?

Stupid question, Ron thought moodily, just about everyone is trying to do us in.

Always thinking positively, he was. With an unpleasant grumble, Ron reached into the pocket of his soaked robes to double check for his wand - still there, thank Merlin - and turned around, only to find an unfamiliar girl approaching him. She didn't look threatening. Just a Muggle, really. At least, Ron was pretty sure that she was a Muggle...but who was to say she wasn't? She could've been a Death Eater in disguise for all he knew, smugly hiding her content that she and the rest of her lot had managed to split one of Harry Potter's mates away from him long enough to capture and do Merlin only knew what to get everything that they could out of him. At the thought, Ron couldn't help but stiffen up a bit, the hand hidden inside his pocket immediately tightening around the wand he'd been searching for.

"Yeah?" Ron's voice came out thick, his accent contrasting heavily in comparison to the voices of people in passing. "Who're you?"