Book 9, Rusted Silhouette

xO

Sekura smiled and shook Hermione's hand back. Then pretended she hadn't seen her kissing Ron. "Actually, no. I'm not an Anamagus. I'm . . . . Different." She smiled warmly, then followed the three into the home, hands again folded infront of her, backpack on her back.

Hermione nodded.
"Oh. Ok.... Well. Who takes what?"
She asked, meaning tea, coffee, water or lemonade.
"I take tea."
Ron said, yawning.
Newt looked up.
"Tea too. Two sugars."
Ron nodded.
"Same."
He said, looking at Newt with weary eyes.
Ron wa slooking more tired by the second, but he went on normally, stopping for an occassional yawn.
Hermione stopped off at the kitchen, telling them all to go into the rather small, but cosy living room, decorated with flower pots and red sofas with blue wallpaper and cream carpeting.
Ron sat on one of the sofas, yawning noisily.
"Ron, you ok? You look extremely tired..."
Ron shrugged.
"I'ma...*Yawn* Ok."
Newt narrowed his eyes.
"Ooook."
He said.
But looked at Nikki.
"Why are we here? What do we need? We have Ron. He can tell us things."
Ron yawned again, rubbing at his half-closed eyes, each action slow.
Newt blinked.
"We hurt ourselves just to get this far, shouldn't we go back?"
He asked.

Sekura shook her head and raised her hand politely, "I'm good, thank you." She followed the others into the home and sat on one of the rocking chairs, legs crossed. Her eyes looked sad as she looked at the two, right hand curled on her chin and cheak. She sighed, then looked worriedly at Ron, then Newt.
She sighed, thinking it over before she answered, "Well, for Newt. It would bring back a bit of memory. For Ron, he can . . ." She sighed and shook her head, trailing off. Her heart felt heavy as she sat there, looking sadly at Ron.

Peaceful, darkness, no need to breathe. . . Sekura jolted and the vision was gone. Her eyes were glossy as she looked sadly and worriedly at Ron, "Ron . . " She whispered to herself.

Hermione walked in with the tea.
Ron looked extremely dopy.
He accepted his with slow movements, putting the saucer on his lap as he drank from the tea slowly.
"Thanks."
He mumbled, then yawned.
"Oh, are you tired? I could let you stay. Is that okay? We have enough room."
Ron looked to Nikki with half-closed eyes.
"I don't think I could manage a car journey."
He admitted.
Newt nodded.
"Me neither.. I'd rather sleep on something comfortable."
Hermione sat down next to Ron, her own saucer and tea cup in her lap, sipping daintily from it.
Newt took occasional sips, Ron was the only one who seemed careless towards manners at the moment.
"Now, Sekura. Why have you come? For a warm chat?"
She asked, gazing at Nikki, but also looking at Ron, seeming to be worried about the way he was acting.

Sekura looked up at Hermione, then smiled a bit, "I'm listening." She lowered her eyes to the floor, seeming like she wasn't even breathing.

Ron put the cup and saucer on the china table and curled up next to Hermione, everyone barely noticing him as he slowly began to nap, eyes closing.
Hermione blinked.
"What for? I was waiting for you to talk."
She looked puzzled, staring at Nikki.
Newt sighed, finishing the tea off.

Ron was so silent to die, and quick and painless.
His heart just gave up on him and he died, still looking asleep with his peacefull, pale face, his hands brought to his chest, clasped, his red lips still the usual rosy colour, his hair hiding the tell tale signs of death apon his face.
No one would look closely to check if he was breathing. He looked like he was still asleep, even moving.
It was like a dog dying of old age, just like that. Dying in it's painless sleep.

Sekura gave an extremely worried look to Ron, scrunching her eyebrows together. Crystalic teals rolling down her cheaks. She put her head down, using her right hand to cover her eyes. Her eyes were silver with dark emerald lines on it. She felt like her heart was burned to ashes. She shook every time she inhailed, a sign of silent sobbing. He's gone . . .

Hermione blinked, seeing the tears.
"Oh! Are you okay?"
She asked, blinking through the confusion, getting up to sit next to her and pat her hand.
Newt narrowed his eyes.
"Huh?"
He asked himself in a small voice, blinking as he looked around, his eyes finally falling apon the sleeping Ron.
He rolled his eyes and sighed.

Sekura looked sadly at Ron, then cleared her throat before speaking. "Hermione . . . May I speak to you for a moment?" She didn't bother wiping the tears from her face.

Hermione nodded.
"Okay."
She said, in a freaked out voice as she got up, pulling her skirt down.
newt sighed.
"Girls."
He muttered under his breath, leaning back on the seat, watching Ron 'sleep'.
"Where do you want to speak?"
She asked.

Sekura walked to the hall, then turned back to Hermione, voice shaky, "Which room do you think Newt can't hear you well?" She asked, more tears rolling down her cheaks.

Hermione began to get worried with what was going to happen.
"Err.. The kitchen. Why?"
She asked, already leading Nikki in and locking thekitchen door.
It was a homely kitchen, small, yet a good sized place. A smell of cherry pie was coming from the oven.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
She asked.

Sekura shook her head slowly, "Oh Hermione. Didn't you see Ron just now?" Her tears turned to dark emeralds, "Hermione . . . . Ron just died." She looked down, hands folded infront of her. Lower lip quivering.

Hermione began to bit at her nails.
"You're kidding................... You're joking. He's just sleeping."
She said in a sharp voice.
"Don't joke like that, please."
She said in a stern voice, anger hanging onto the fear and dread.

Sekura finally started sobbing, shaking her head, "Why would I?" She scrunched her eyebrows together, and covered her mouth with her right hand, eyes closed.

Hermione looked horrified.
She blinked wildly.
"B...But he was just asleep!"
She shrieked, biting at her bottom lip.
But Nikki's tears were confirming it.
She was too shocked to cry.
"He's just asleep! He was really tired!" She said, panicking.
"I saw him fall asleep! He was still breathing!"
She said, looking Nikki in the eyes.
"He's alive"
She cried out.

Sekura sighed a few times, "He stopped breathing just a while ago, immediately dead. I could sence it in his brainwaves . . . He died in his sleep." Her eyes were no longer dark emerald, but now silver with dark emerald streaks.

Newt blinked.
"Does he have manners.......?"
Newt said in a sigh as he looked at Ron.
"Oi. Wake up!"
He said, walking over to Ron and kneeling beside the sofa where he lay.
"Hey. I said wake up!"
He then noticed that Ron didn't seem to breath.
"Ron?"
He asked softly, yet in a worried way.
He put a hand on Ron's shoulder and shook it.
Ron shook slightly, but made no signs of being alive.
Newt waved a hand in front of his face and checked his pulse.
Of course. He was dead.
"Argh! RON!"
He yelled, getting up, wrenching the door open.
"RON'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD!"
Newt yelled, thundering down the hallway to the kitchen, thumping against the door.
Hermione blinked, eyes widened.
"NO!"
She screamed, crying instantly.
"Ron's not DEAD! I won't believe it til' I see it!"

Sekura growled loudly, putting the palms of her hands to the sides of her head, tears streaming down her cheaks. She walked over and unlocked the kitchen door, letting Newt in. Then left the room to see Ron.

She seemed like a ghost with tears on her cheaks as she slowly walked to where Ron lay dead. She took Ron's fringe and put it behind is ear. Then got on her knees infront of him, cool, right hand on Ron's face. A soft whisper came from her, "Rest in peace, Ron . . . . I love you." She reached over and softly kissed Ron's cold lips, then stood up.
Head bowed, hands folded infront of her, tears straming down her cheaks.

Hermione followed and saw this, so did Newt.
Hermione burst into a fit of tears while Newt comforted her as best as he could, all the while staring at Ron with unblinking, emotionless eyes.
"D..Don't worry. He always comes back."
Newt said, breaking the following silence.
"I'm sure he will, Hermione."
Hermione shook her head and cried into Newt's shoulder.

Sekura lowered her eyes, then turned back around. She picked up her bookbag and walked out of the home quietly.
She felt tired, though didn't care as she stepped out into the sun, it's rays burning her skin.
She hissed in pain, but continued on into the woods, then sat in the dark into the shadows in foxform.

Newt blinked and heard the front door shut.
He quickly settled Hermione down in the kitchen and put his arms around Ron's middle, dragging him upstairs to the bedroom.
He lay Ron on the bed, sighing with exhaustion.
"You better come alive. Nikki and Hermione are devistated. I'm devistated too... All the things I did or said in the car and when we first met were childish things. Please PLEASE PLEASE. I know you can."
Newt left him there and went outside, looking around.
"If I were Nikki.. Where would I go?"
He asked himself, blonde hair falling into his eyes.
He saw the woods behind Hermione's cottage and he began to run through the dense trees.
But then it got worse and worse, trees tearing at his clothes and hair and face.
He was ragged before he got to the heart of the forest.
"Nikki??? NIKKI?"
He yelled.
But suddenly, a pale, soft hand was on his shoulder and an electric current went through him.
Newt fell to the floor, unconcious.

The thing continued.
"SEKURA?!"
It yelled in Newt's voice, a perfect imitation, while it hid Newt in the bushes.

Sekura didn't answer, she wasn't in the mood to. Her ears were back, curled up in a small, tight ball. Tail coiled around her body and under her chin. Every once in a while she emitted a small whine in sadness. Dark emerald eyes scanning the area around her every once in a while.
Then, she heard a thud comming a few yards away, her heart skipping a beat.
She sensed someone, though wasn't sure who. It scared her a bit.
Sekura? She thaught to herself. He usually doesn't call me Sekura . . .

[Fast fact: Did you know that foxes can hear up to a mile away?]

(Lolz I knew dat. -looks around-)
The person took the form of Newt with his green 'recycle' shirt and blue jeans and black converse.
They stopped calling and looked around.
"Hmm."
He said.
But he sensed her nearby. He could do things like that, this person.
He pulled out two daggers, jumping over the bush with a yell, until....
WHAM.
THe guy was knocked off target by something or someone.
"You can't use electrivity to harm me. It'll only wear off."
Newt said in a smug voice, hands pinning down the shoulders of the person who looked exactly like him and wore his clothes.
Newt pulled the daggers out of the ground and threw them away into the clearing.
"I'm the one and only Newt!"
Said the one pinned down.
"No I am you stupid idiot. you had the daggers in the first place."
"If anyone would know. Nikki would!"
Newt said, narrowing his eyes as he got up and was knocked to the floor by the guy.
"I've adapted your ways now. Even our DNA are the same. Now."
Newt bared his teeth.
"I hate you...."
He muttered, getting up.