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The next in the Bloodlust Series is officially up! I hope you decide to continue this series. After this chapter, I am marking this fic as complete.

This chapter is for deleted scenes and extra information that I elected not to include in this fic. Enjoy or skip right to the next fic:

Blood Prince

I have it on two sites: Archive Of Our Own under penname Ihrt

or right on this site

First up is my anthem songs while writing this fic, feel free have a listen if you'd like. I'm very eclectic just so you know.

Only one king by Tommee Profitt

Savages by Marina

Summer is a curse by The Faim

The Last of the Real Ones by Fall out Boy

Cherry Bomb by NCT127

Hustler by Zayde Wolf

Why Worry by Set It Off

Mic Drop by BTS

House of Gold by Twenty One Pilots

Run Wild by Thutmose

Pretender by AJR

Blame It on the kids by AViVA

Only Human by Jonas Brothers

REFRESHER OF CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS, I actually used these sometimes if I need a reminder of their appearances.

Donovan-

He was an imposing figure, tall and lean with dark wavy hair that fell past his ears which were pointed. His handsomely angular face with a trimmed beard and mustache. He also wore silver earrings.

He wore a dark cloak over a burgundy vest and button-up. It was a lot of clothing to be wearing in the summer but he seemed perfectly comfortable. Ron noticed he carried something in his arms, a black little puppy.

The man's eyes shifted to him and he got a look at his yellow eyes.

Raya-

A slightly short woman dressed in a long flowing green dress pulled Don into a hug.

While she was no doubt beautiful, her height was quite small. She was about Hermione's height.

Her hair was silky black and skin bronze proving the misconception that all vampires were pale incorrect.

Sol-

Sol Grey took after his mother in his slight and shorter stature with tan skin. But took his father's almond-shaped eyes and his dark hair that went past his shoulders.

Sol wore a blue sweater and trousers, swinging from his ears were teardrop ruby gemstones. He remembered Don had mentioned his son's love of jewelry. Sol sized him up with a small mischevious smirk on his face.

The Lameh Twins-

One of the girls was brunette with a curled ponytail and the other had a short blonde bob.

Hattie- curled ponytail

Zoey- short bob

Elder Codrin-

He looked older than Dumbledore with stark white hair braided over his shoulder. Ron couldn't picture his descent but he had dark skin and bright orange eyes.

Next up is some scenes I didn't go with since they didn't fit or work with the timing and stuff.

THIS ONE IS WHERE THEY WENT TO A THRIFT SHOP FOR SOME CLOTHES AND STUFF

After working out a game plan with Tonks and another auror named Hestia, they ended up at the thrift shop. Ron ended up wearing a soft long sleeve shirt from Charlie that was quite big on him.

The 2nd hand shop was two stories of clothing of all sorts from formal wear to casual clothing. "Isn't it big? Their not normally so big but it's pretty popular to come here because they always have interesting clothes" Hermione said.

"Well, it won't be hard to find something Ron can wear" Harry said.

"No doubt" she agreed, Hermione lead the way while his siblings went off to look at other things. Of course Hermione already had a list in mind with everything he would need. "First we should find schools shirts and some slacks, check size, style, and then material. Luckily color doesn't matter since it's easy to change that anyway" she said pantomime a wand.

"Right" Harry said and they looked, they finally found him some school shirts that were a comfortable material. They were dull or faded but a spell would take of that, his mother was a master at that.

"Now the fun part" Hermione said excitedly, it turned out that Ron hadn't any idea what he'd been missing with muggle clothing. It was also extremely comfortable and he now understood why Harry and Hermione wore muggle clothing.

He ended up getting jeans, a few sweatshirts, t-shirts, and shorts for clothing. The shoes were a section he couldn't pass up though, there were all kinds of shoes and he managed to find a few his size.

By the time, he was ready to check out they'd all found some things they liked even Ginny. Ron worried at the amount of clothing they had gotten, most of it for him since he was the one without clothing he'd be comfortable in. It looked like it would a big tab.

"Relax Ron, it's all pretty inexpensive altogether" Hermione assured him as the lady at the counter checked them.

"That's be 27.50 pounds" she said and Hermione handed her the money that Bill had given her.

"Erm how much is that in Galleons?" Ron whispered to Hermione.

"I round it up to 6" Hermione replied and Ron gaped at her.

"Really?" he asked in surprise, she nodded. Ron relaxed then, 6 galleons was nothing compared to what he thought they would pay.

After they left Hermione pointed out a restaurant across the street as being a favorite. "What kind of food is it?" Bill asked.

"Burgers, delicious food and it's fairly priced" Hermione said.

"What's a burger?" Ginny asked wrinkling her nose "it sounds gross."

"No, they're really quite good" Harry replied.

"Sounds interesting, let's eat then" Charlie said.

They walked into the restaurant entryway, a hostess in a t-shirt and jeans greeted them "hello, party of…" she paused, "hold on, let me just go check to get a bigger table set up for you" she addressed them.

"That's fine, thank you" Hermione said.

"Wow, are those televizies?" Ginny asked Hermione gesturing the screens over a bar.

"Television? Yes" Hermione nodded, Ron was interested in all the muggles around. A big ground of them sat at the bar watching the television raptly and turning to their friends or shouting.

"Well that's interesting" Hestia mentioned.

"What are they doing?" Fred and George asked looking to each other.

"Oh, their watching a rugby game" Hermione said.

"What's that?" Ron asked "wait, hang on, isn't that what Seamus is always on about?" he asked.

"No I think that's football" Hermione said "it's a sport played by kicking, Rugby is tossing around one ball with your hands. You tackle each other to keep someone from reaching the other side or something. I don't know, I don't really watch or care about rugby."

"Or any sport" Harry said grinning at Ron who cracked a smile.

"So I'm not obsessed with Quidditch" Hermione huffed.

"You know Hermione, I think you don't like it because it's one of the few things your not good at" Ron mentioned.

"It's tossing around a bunch of balls" Hermione defended hottly.

"One ball really" Charlie said.

"Yeah, you toss around a bludger and well," Fred shrugged.

"You'll get your head lopped off" George said.

"The snitch doesn't really toss well at all," Tonks admitted.

"More of a flitter" Ginny said with a teasing smirk.

"I give up," Hermione sighed, their hostess came back to seat them. Burgers, as they soon found were pretty incredible and delicious. French fries though were even more amazing and nobody could pipe down about how much wizards needed to have these everywhere. He felt almost jealous.

"Are you sure I can't get you anything? Something your allergic to? I promise I'll pay extra attention to make sure nothings happens?" their server, a nice funny woman named Amanda, asked.

Ron could eat very little food that wasn't raw meat, "I'm fine, I'm just not hungry because I ate later than everyone else" he assured.

"Okay love, well enjoy" Amanda said walking away.

"Oh I completely forgot" Hermione said then pulled out a little sealed bottle. "Try this" she handed him a small fry intended for an appetizer and let the contents pour out. Despite the smell of salt, meat, herbs, vegetables, sweat, and every other substance, he could still smell the thick blood.

It looked exactly like ketchup however, he inhaled smelling not only blood but sugar, corn starch, and a little tomato. "Mrs. Weasley had an idea for when your at school, she knew you met stares sometimes about eating. So she made a blood mixture that looks like ketchup. You could eat it with some potatoes and it'll look perfectly normal" Hermione said.

"Wow, thanks" Ron said, swiping a fry from her basket and dipping it in. It was actually quite tasty "mm" he nodded.

It was weird that he didn't feel angry that he was turned into a vampire. He'd been scared at first of course but when his family and then Harry and Hermione didn't act like it was a big deal he felt better.

He knew it would change though, everyone knew he was a vampire thanks to the bloody prophet. He'd soon get a taste of how Harry felt when everyone stared at him like he were a particularly dangerous animal in a cage.

After they paid, everyone was set to go back to the Burrow except Hermione. They dropped Hermione off at her home "I'll see you in a few days" Hermione said to Ron and Harry after wrapping them both in a hug.

"See you" Ron mentioned.

"Bye Hermione" Harry said.

Hermione went into her house and they all waved at her parents and then they headed to the field where they'd originally come by portkey. "You know Ron, I hope you learn that portal thing soon" Charlie mentioned as they hiked far away from muggle eyes.

"I'll bring it up when I next see Don" Ron replied, he'd become accustomed to simply calling his new mentor Don since his family and friends were fascinated by him and asked him questions. Besides, Don signed his letters as Don Grey in his signature.

THIS ONE IS AT THE CASTLE WHERE SOL IS SHOWING RON HOW TO DANCE

Ron was led into a wide empty room with wood floors by Sol. The room also had mirrors with bars attached to them and some mats in the corner. "You haven't explained what Don wanted me to learn," Ron said.

"You're going to learn to dance" Sol replied and Ron blinked at him.

Don had been introducing to him to ettiquite for a while now. How to sip tea, how to stand, how to greet someone, and a long list of other ettiquite stuff that he was sure was in a pureblood's list too.

He really should have known "shouldn't I have a partner?" he asked.

Sol laughed "I am your partner, you'll soon learn there are same sex partners among vampires. It's just as well that you learn to lead and how to follow" he said.

Ron flushed "oh," he said.

"Full disclosure, dancing is not the only goal of these lessons" Sol said striding closer to him. "Embrace yourself" he said.

Ron reddened further "what?" he said and Sol laughed shaking his head.

"As of now, it's quite clear how uncomfortable you are in your own skin. You are quite attractive, do you acknowledge that?" Sol asked.

Ron only wanted to hide "I dunno" he muttered.

"You see? Papi wasn't kidding when he said you have a confidence issue" Ron didn't reply, his anxiety about himself was not going to go away just because he knew about it. "Mm, well how about we focus on having fun then?" he said.

Ron didn't think it would be very fun "I'm gonna show you how to waltz first. I'm leading first and then in a bit you'll be lead" he said.

Ron nodded and tensed when Sol stepped forward to take his waist. "Relax, and take my hand, yes like that" Ron relaxed a litte. Sol took him through the motion explaining what to do with feet.

"Yes, like that, your arm is not a banana, no bending it like that" Ron snorted a laugh.

Ron got used to him, eased up as he found he didn't mind dancing with Sol. They started off slowly, Sol adding little corrections in his steps and other things.

They sped up after an hour of practicing, "see? Not so hard, you're a natural" Sol said.

"Your havin me on" Ron said.

"I'm not, promise. I thought you're still be in the beginning stages" they sped up their dance. Ron forgot about counting steps and just follow the song's rythm.

"I'm gonna dip you, okay?" Sol said and Ron was dipped, as soon he saw himself in the mirror he lost it. He broke down laughing. Sol brought him up and spun him "there we are, this is fun, right?"

Ron nodded "good, now you lead and maybe I'll teach you how to tango."

Xxx

"What do you think of Ron?" Don wondered as they sat in he and Raya's quarters.

"He's got a sense of humor and he's a speedy learner when it comes to dancing"

"Yes, I quite agree, he's instinctual" Don replied "his unabashed willingness to make mistakes accelerates his ability to learn."

"His Romanian is good," Sol said, "actually it's even better now, he talks with lots of the castle workers."

"I thought I would wait until he has a handle on Romanian before teaching him French but his Romanian is already conversational enough."

"A knack for language" Sol nodded.

Xxx

"French? I've only just started to be able to speak Romanian" Ron said.

"Yes, and you truly have a talent for learning the language. Romanian is not unlike French, many words are similar" Don explained.

Ron sighed and agreed, surprisingly he didn't struggle as much with French as he did Romanian. They were similar so once he'd learn the lettering, structures, and general pronunciation he'd slowly gotten the hang of it.

Of course, it wasn't overnight, Sol had stubbornly insisted they speak French while they did dance lessons. "Oui, comme ça," Sol said then began to talk about the weather.

Ron responded in stilted French and occasionally switched tenses and butchered pronunciation. Sol patiently corrected. Between the castle, residents speaking Romanian, and Sol speaking to him in French he was beginning to forget his English words.

"I need to go do…" Ron stopped, frowning as his brain stalled and Don looked to him "um, where you, place where you… oh for the love of- blanchisserie" he switched to French, getting frustrated.

"Ah, Laundry," Don said and chuckled "it happens to the best of us, Ron," he patted him on back.

He barely even registered sometimes what language others were speaking before he replied. Ron was even betting his proficiency in French was beginning to be even with his Romanian.

He was also pretty sure that one of the main reasons that Don had him visit was to train him without need to take breaks. Ron rarely felt like he was working hard though, dancing with Sol was just fun.

The only thing they hadn't done despite how much Sol had made jokes about teaching him was Tango. "You keep talking about it but you won't show me" Ron said.

"Tango is a very sensual dance, you are much too English to do it" Sol told him. Ron flushed "see."

"So I won't need to learn the tango?" Ron asked.

"You don't need to. Do you really want to learn?" Sol asked "because if you do, you need to learn how to be more comfortable with touching and a lot of that" he said.

Ron was curious "what's it look like?" he asked.

Sol paused "give me a minute," he said walking out of the room. Ron waited and Sol came back with Mihaela who smiled at him. "How are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, and you?" Ron asked.

"Wonderful," she said, sitting to take off her boots.

"I do apologize for the short notice" Sol told her as she slipped on some short, sandle like heels.

"It's quite alright, it's been some time since I've had a good dance partner and there is none as good as our Prince Sol" Mihaela smiled.

She stood up and placed her auburn locks into a bun then hiked her skirt up above her knees. "Ready," she said standing up and Sol turned on the song.

Mihaela started with placing her hands above her head then slowly turning her hips and Sol slowly crossed to her and places his hands on her hips. The dance was truly captivating and he'd never seen anything like it.

It was almost he was watching something private, so many caressing movements and turns. Sol was holding Mihaela like someone to be coveted and in his hands Mihaela became the most beautiful woman in the world.

At the end of their dance, Ron was a little speechless "that was amazing" he said and Mihaela smiled.

"It was fun," she said.

"The rule in tango is to make the woman look good, that is the lead's job" Sol said.

"What do you think? Do you want to learn?" Mihaela asked.

"I want to" Ron admitted, "I just don't know if I'll be any good, it's much faster than anything we've done."

"You can do it, I believe in your instincts" Sol responded with and Ron admitted he was intrigued.

"Unfortunately, I must get back to my work," Mihaela said.

"Of course, thank you," Sol said. Sol showed him some basic tango moves first. Maybe it was because he'd spent a lot of time dancing with Sol but he didn't feel as awkward.

"Slower, sexier" Sol would occasionally order when he thoughtlessly made a move that needed finesse. Ron's hips and abdomen were sore by the end of it, it was a lot of turning.

Xxx

The places where Ron was allowed to not speak any language or perform some sort of training was in his own room or the baths. The spring was incredible and was his favorite place in the entire castle.

He could lean back and soak in the warm bath until he felt like getting out. He could purge his mind of any thought whatsoever, Don had briefly suggested he pick up a form of meditation.

Ron had already been doing meditation before though his chess set. Playing himself and only focusing on the game helped him to unwind. Without his chess set though, it was useful to focus on the temperature and sights of the cave.