"You endangered all your dorm mates having that thing in our dorm but that doesn't matter to you, does it? Hell, every person in this school was in danger because you had that thing here in disguise as your pet. A form of pet not even mentioned on the list of acceptable pets. Yet you wanted me to pay to replace it for you? All you care about was he was your pet and because of me, you lost him. Boo Hoo." Low growls filled the room as everyone came to understand the cruelty in what Ron's choice of replacement pet would have been had he been able to enact his desires. The future Death Eaters in the room ignored what Harry had said about the Dark Lord's followers believing he didn't truly know what being one meant.
"You betrayed me. Repeatedly. For no better reason but that you wanted an adventure you could brag about or fame that wasn't rightfully yours to claim. Yes, Ronald I'm well aware of how you and these two cretins have spent the end of every one of the last three years taking credit for my deeds while doing everything in your power to label me as the reason said actions needed to be taken to begin with. To hear you talk, it wasn't that girl you call a sister writing in the diary but me that endangered the school. As if I'm so stupid that I don't know my own name or am so poor I'd have to get a secondhand diary to write in at all. I'm not so arrogant as to write in a diary belonging to someone else. Only you or that girl would do something like that and believe your secrets safe within it's pages. Hell, with you and your girl here around, I'd never dare to write my secrets down anywhere. Because they wouldn't be my secrets for long if I did, would they? Neither one of you have ever had an ounce of respect for my privacy. Nor, considering I know she stole my short pants from my trunk when I stayed at the Burrow, does your sister. What ten year old right thinking girl steals a twelve year olds short pants from his trunk in her brother's room?"
Ginny, not realizing she could be heard, muttered, "I was eleven then. Not ten." It didn't help her any as several students sneered at her and the two adults merely rolled their eyes.
"But let's talk about that long ago Potions class. The one where you convinced me to provide the distraction Hermione claimed to need. So she could illegally brew that advanced potion she badgered us over because allegedly she wanted to see if she could make it as it was really advanced and sounded interesting. You're the one who had an illegal firework in your pocket. Tell me Ronald why were you carrying that firework in your pocket that day? I know you never did so before then. Nor do I believe you've done so since. Yet that day you just happened to have it in your pocket? And why Ronald did you hand it to me telling me to lob it into Malfoy's cauldron? Why his and no one else's?" He paused for a second to see if the hotheaded boy would give an excuse.
"Never mind. I'll tell you why. Because you wanted to see what would happen, didn't you Ronald? All I had to do to cause a sufficient distraction was raise my hand. Since I barely raise my head in his class, Professor Snape, who already knew Hermione was going into his storeroom that day, would have taken my upraised hand for what it was. The distraction she needed to slip out of the classroom. But you delight in the pain and misery of others, don't you? No one would've gotten hurt simply because I raised my hand, would they? So that wasn't good enough for you, was it? Too tame for your tastes wasn't it? There be no enjoyment in that story for you, would there? And that wouldn't have given your boss anything to blackmail me over. Would it? You wanted someone to get hurt. All the better if it was Malfoy because you don't like him. Too much like looking in a mirror for you. A mirror that shows who you could have been if you'd just had different parents."
Harry couldn't help the hurt that showed in his expression from the memory of that incident. He knew he himself could have taken a moment to think about what he did before he threw the firework. So he was to blame for Draco getting hurt. But Ron had set him up and then laughed when he got punished and the incident was used against him later. The only thing Ron had said when Harry brought the matter up was, "You didn't have to throw it, Mate. You could have said no." Ron said nothing now though as he did remember when Harry had brought it up in the past. It was the one time Harry had refused to speak to Ron for over a month and Ron knew the only reason he'd begun speaking to him again was because Hermione gave him no peace over the issue. Neither did Dumbledore.
He didn't bother waiting for Ronald to verbally confirm his personal guilt since he knew Ron well enough to know he'd never voluntarily admit his own guilt without making a whole lot of noise about how it wasn't his fault and others were to blame as well. More to blame than himself anyway. And in the process of dealing with the girls he had already listed everything Ron had done to him over the years for the requirements of the spell casting he needed to do. Like the girls, Ron had also already admitted his guilt. That meant all Ron's crimes against him were fresh in the forefront of his mind and ready for Magic to act upon. And as fast as Ron could be at forgetting things he didn't want to remember, Harry knew he had to call for Judgment quickly if it was to be successful.
He let the fact Ronald hadn't denied it in any fashion suffice to proclaim it. He raised his hand and once again his pure light magic swelled up and out of his body through his raised hand towards Ron. In response Ron's magic arose and surrounded him in a weak glow. Judgment was fast in his case. Faster than it had been for either girl.
Before anyone could say a word Ron's face was marked just as the two girls were marked. Only Ron wore two marks to their one. He wore a Patron Judgement rune just as the girls did but he also wore the Betrayer Rune since Harry knew full well the redheaded boy had deliberately tried to get Harry killed by his own hand. That mark was a rune known by all the students who had already passed their first year of Ancient Runes meaning any fourth year Runes student could tell others what the mark was. Unlike the other mark, the Betrayer mark would never fade away or be diminished in any fashion either. Nothing he did would ever diminish it. He was now permanently marked. And in this society that meant his life would never amount to much of anything.
Unlike the girls, his judgement mark wasn't confined to only one side of his face. His mark was centered across his nose and spread out to both cheeks though not as covering as the girl's brands. The Betrayer's Mark was right in the center of his forehead dividing his brows. Though they were two separate marks, the way they were laid out made them look like a single marking. Their placement made them the first thing people would see when they looked at him. Since he had made no secret of the number of times he had turned on Harry, betraying him in one fashion or another almost every single year, his mark was very dark. There would be no covering it up or trying to disguise what it was because Ronald Weasely had never intended to really be the friend and helpmate of Harry James Potter. He had only wanted to use him to get as much as he could from the relationship before Harry died as the sacrifice for the people Dumbledore claimed he was.
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