Ron's Room

Ron walked into the room and layed back on the bed, thinking about Hermione and staring at the ceiling

Ron stood up, thinking it was his mum and shouted "IM CLEANING MY ROOM NOW!" and he made a crash, petending he was putting stuff away, then slumped back onto his bed, bored, wishing Harry was here to talk to him.

Ron sat up imediatly and grinned at his best friend "Well, its not my fault I cant be botherd.." He laughed slightly and smiled back.

"Mmmm, bored" He replied "How about you?" He asked brightly

"Well, I did sort of expect you to maybe be thinner, but you can use magic now can you?" he asked

"D' you want to borrow on of mine" Ron asked witha slight snigger.

Just after being released from her week in Azkaban, Jasmine walked through the countryside with her long black traveler's cloak flowing around her as she walked. She continued walking until she saw Harry walk into what looked like an old abandoned house. Jasmine followed Harry inside and she couldn't find him. The house looked completely deserted. She walked to the foot of the stairs and called,"Hello? Is anyone here?" she asked curiously into the dark.

Ron followed Harry, slightly worried.

Jasmine heard voices upstairs and she called out,"Harry? Harry are you up there?"

Pushing ahead, Ron went down stairs to find Jasmine standing there. "What are you doing here?" he asked "Who let you in? aren't you supposed to be in Askaban?!"

Jasmine walked up the stairs and took off her hood to show that her usual beauty that radiated the room wasn't there. Jasmine looked pale, thin, and ghostly looking. She had dark circles underneath her eyes and her usual glowing pale skin looked waxy and more paler then usual and her dark brown curls look unkept and unraveled. She looked at both Harry and Ron. Her dark brown eyes were usually full of warmth and life but, they seemed dead and cold. She sighed,"I was released this morning. I was only sent there for something that I couldn't help doing when I was in my demon form during the full moon. I just saw Harry walk in here and I followed him."

Ron just stared at her, suprised.

Jasmine looked at Ron,"What's the matter with you? So what if I haven't eaten anything in a week? You don't have to stare." she shifted her attention to Harry,"Yeah. I told you those damned things have a horrible effect on me. I nearly passed out when I was there if it wasn't for thinking about my happiest memory, I would be unconsious right now."

"Well" He said slightly coldly "Maybe you should er sit down?" He turned away fromm her and opend the door to his room, as he walked in, he kicked some stuff aside and made room on his bed, then he sat on the window cill.

Jasmine walked into Ron's room and smiled slightly. It reminded her of her old bedroom she had when she was still living in New York when her parents were still alive. Emotionless tears ran down her pale, ghostly cheeks at the thought of her dead parents. Jasmine mumbled,"Draco, I wish you were here." she mumbled softly hoping Harry and Ron didn't hear her.

Ron looked at Jasmine "Are you hungry?" He asked kindly, with a welcoming smile.

Jasmine sat down on one of the bean bags and she shook her head,"No, no I don't. I was going to learn but, Remus left in the middle of class before I could." She looked across the room at the posters on Ron's wall. Jasmine snapped out of her daze when Ron spoke to her,"Yes. Yes I am. Thanks Weas.....I mean Ron."