MORTY'S P.O.V.

Ugh, what in the heck is going on out here? I pulled out my gun and placed my finger slightly above the trigger, walking cautiously.

But nothing's around. All I see are bushes and these darn trees.

I was about to head back inside when-

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.

Okay, the plan was in action. All I had to do was go straight inside, secretly untie Ronnie and give him the go signal. Piece of cake.

"Eh, Morty, did you find out what was causing all the ruckus?", a big guy told me, so that must mean I was Morty.

Wow, what a very interesting name.

"Yeah, uh, there were just some raccoons messing around with a wheelbarrow, and 'cause of that, ut tumbled over.", I lied, and I gotta say I was pretty convincing.

He seemed satisfied with my answer, as he nodded and turned again to a body, which I'm hoping isn't Ronnie's.

"Hey, you go watch this stupid girl while I go to the bathroom.", he dictated, lowering down and pecking the girl's cheek, but she didn't seem the tiniest bit amused as she jerked her face away from him. I had this urge to roll my eyes.

He then left, leaving me and this girl alone. She was facing the other direction, so I couldn't see her face.

I circled her and that's when my heart broke. It was Ronnie.

She was half-naked, bruises covered her body, especially on the sides. Sge had hickeys all over her neck. She had a black eye and her legs had cuts and deep wounds.

What have they done to her?

She then met my eyes, and she immediately bowed down, afraid that I might do something to her.

"Hey, Ron.", I lifted her chin up with my index finger. She seemed confused at my nickname for her.

"Stop touching me!", she yelled, and I instantly covered her mouth.

"Don't say a word or that big guy would see me getting you out.", I said, as I started to untie her.

If that's even possible, she seemed even more dumbfounded. I wouldn't blame her, though.

"Who are you, really?", she asked.

That's when I smiled and shifted to my natural form, a form that " woukd never forget.

Her eyes widened and she smiled, her face almost breaking.

"Sorceress?"

HARRY'S P.O.V.

I was getting impatient. Gosh, what's taking them so long? It was supposed to be a quick-in-and-out operation.

I finally stood up from my hiding spot and silently made my way to the big door. I peeked at first and then saw a shimmering light and another figure, yet this one was human.

Ronnie, could it be?!

I ran inside quickly and stood in front of them. There they were, the sorceress and the love of my life.

Yet, she wasn't her joyous, sassy and quirky self. I could see a girl who had suffered so much in such a short period of time. She looked so helpless right now, bruised, cut and beaten.

My blood immediately boiled at the sight. I couldn't stand that the prick was in here and we weren't doing anything about it.

But it all calmed down when a small hand was entwined with my large one. Ronnie was looking at me, smiling, as if saying that 'it's okay, I'm fine. You don't have to worry anymore.'

But that moment only lasted so long, when the big dude showed up, looking at us like he'd just seen a ghost, but then was quickly replaced by the grossest smirk I've seen.

"Well, well, well. Looks like I have a visitor.", he said, his voice booming through the warehouse. I got confused when he only said visitor, but then remembered he couldn't see the sorceress.

"I ain't your visitor, you prick!", I said through gritted teeth. An arm held me back, and that instantly made me keep my cool.

He looked around, as if he was trying to remember something. Then something clicked in his head.

"Where's Morty?", he said, his voice soundinf deeper than before. It was my turn to smirk.

"Why don't you find out what happened to him?", I said, and his eyes widened.

"Did you- ha! It doesn't even matter, I hated the guts of that dumbass antways.", he said, laughing. Man, was this giy crazy or what?

I was about to lunge at him, but I could feel Ronnie's arm still linked to mine. I turned to her and smiled a little, giving her my phone and whispering.

"Get out of here and find somewhere with a decent signal. Call the cops and some paramedics. Sorceress will stay by you."

And with that, I kissed her temple and made the sorceress take her away, Ronnie screaming and crying.

Nothing pains me more than to hear that.

"So punk, weapon or brawn?", he said, once we were alone.

"How about brawn, unless you aren't man enough.", I said, agitating him.

He then lunged at me and punches were thrown everywhere.

A/N: Harry saved Ronnie! But now things are about to get ugly. Sorry for the superblate updates, guys! I had a lot of school work and so on. Thanks for all the reads and support! Love lots! :*