A/N:
This is strictly only Ron and Hermione romance fic. (I know, I didn't include any Ginny
and Harry. I'll make up for it, don't worry ^_-) Setting is before the fourth book and it has
nothing to do with 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.' Most of the info is based on the first
three books! Plus, I know that Percy was supposed to graduate, but for this fic, he's NOW in his
last year and a Head Boy.
Usual disclaimers apply.
"You can transmute love, muddle it, ignore it... But you can never pull it out of you."
- E.M. Foster
When Opposites Attract- Part 1
by Iris Marie
"You MUDBLOOD!"
The Great Hall fell silent as Draco Malfoy stood, his pale eyes narrowed in slits. The
staff table, which seated all the teachers, was dead quiet; Professor McGonagall's lips as tight
as the bun she wore on her head.
Hermione was standing in front of Malfoy, her eyes wide and shocked. "I-I'm s-s-sorry..."
"Sorry isn't going to cut it, you stupid Mudblood!" Malfoy was still screaming trying to
wipe the spilled liquid that came from his goblet out of his robes. Ron, who looked ready to kill,
was being forcefully held back by Percy, who seemed to want to rip someone's head off as well.
Before any words were exchanged, however, another voice rang through the hall.
"Draco Malfoy," a cool voice began to speak. "If you don't apologize to Ms. Granger now,
I will suspend and think of expelling you."
Everyone looked towards Dumbledore, who had his hands folded on the table. Malfoy was
looking towards him, aghast, staring from Hermione to his robes. "But she's the one who spilled
it on ME!"
"And you're the one who dared call her, or even anyone else, that racial name. Now,
apologize Malfoy or you better look for another school."
Malfoy's pale eyes were staring towards the floor, this time his face red. "I'm sorry,
Ms. Granger," he said loftily, his tone quite indicating he didn't mean a word of it. When
Dumbledore nodded, and when the hall sparked back into life, he whispered so only she could
hear, "-you stupid Mudblood."
Hermione, her eyes brimming with tears, was shaking as anger swept through her. She was
getting sick of Malfoy, even though it was their first day back and beginning their 4th year. She
was so sick and tired of his arrogance and rudeness that, without thinking, she took out her wand
and yelled, "PETRIFUS TOTALUS!"
Malfoy, who was wiping his robes with a napkin, now fell face down as he was put under
the full Body-Bind spell. Harry and Ron, who were both watching, began to laugh out loud at
Malfoy's confused and shocked face.
"HA HA!" Ron screamed, pointing towards Malfoy's bewildered face. "Way ta go, Hermione!"
As if on cue, in which it usually was, a nasty and familiar voice screeched through the
air screaming, "MS. GRANGER!" Hermione froze as Snape, potion's master, came towards her, his
eyes brewing with anger. He looked towards her and then at Malfoy who was pitifully trying wiggle
his way towards Snape. The potion's master sent a glare towards Hermi and then whipped out his
wand. "Finite incantatem!" Malfoy stood up, his hand clutched to his nose.
"Professor Snape!" Malfoy exclaimed, as blood was trickling through his hands. "She
BROKE my nose!"
Snape dismissed him. Instead, he looked towards Hermione with a cruel smile dancing on
his lips. "50 points from Gryffindor!" he yelled out. "You may all thank Ms. Granger later."
Hermione was shaking by then, her eyes tightly shut as she tried to keep the tears in
check. How she hated Snape, hated Malfoy even more. A good slap would have made it better, just
like what she did to him before, and if he was a step closer, she was certain she was not only
going to slap him, but punch him with all her might. Snape, who was clearly enjoying her
determination not to cry, was still standing in front of her.
"Well, Ms. Granger, aren't you going to reply like you always do?"
"What's there to answer, Professor Snape?" she asked, her voice shaking. Her temper was
flaring as she watched Malfoy stand next to Snape, a huge smirk on his face.
"Why you are a Mudblood, perhaps," Malfoy chirped in.
Hermione, who was already sick and tired of that name, clenched her fist as hard as she
could, tried not to explode. Instead she remained silent, glancing at Ron and Harry who were
both being restrained this time by Fred and George, trying to mentally will them to keep their
mouths close. Of course, it didn't work, and already Ron was yelling insults back, Harry
adding to it.
Professor McGonagall, like always, came over immediately. "I have told you, numerous
times, Malfoy, not to use that awful name under this roof," she said, looking at Hermione, who
was still shaking with anger. "And, furthermore, I greatly disapprove of the spell you cast upon
Malfoy and the words that came out of your mouths." The latter was directed towards Ron and Harry,
who were still sending death glares towards Malfoy.
"A good punishment would do them good," Snape suggested eagerly. Professor McGonagall
was looking at him too, a slight look of disapproval etched on her features.
"Yes," she nodded, agreeing. "Despite the fact that Malfoy instigated this whole situation,
you trio still didn't have to do what you did. So, all of you go to your dormitories without your
supper."
Ron, who was aghast, looked like he was about to comment, but Hermione shook her head,
taking his shoulder and began tugging him towards the doors. They could hear Professor McGonagall
trying to persuade Snape into giving Malfoy a punishment as well, but Snape was clearly disagreeing.
"He understands the faults already," they heard Snape say. "Unlike those monsters. I do suggest,
Minerva, that you train your students to be more.. obedient." They didn't have to turn around to
see Professor McGonagall turn bright red and storm off.
Once they were out of the Great Hall, Ron began to complain. "That wasn't FAIR! He's the
one who called you that name and he's the one that deserves to be sent off without supper!"
"Yeah, that's right!" Harry complained as well, all of them sulking towards their rooms.
"I say we do something REALLY harsh to him to make sure he never tries something like that
again!"
"Yeah! Perhaps we can put a dungbomb, like the one Fred and George has, in his bed
tonight!"
Hermione sighed; her heart calmed down, her anger slowly fading. "Don't start another
one," she sighed as they reached the Fat Lady. Glancing towards Ron and Harry, she gave each
one of them the sternness look she could muster. But, she knew that it was an extremely weak one
at the concerned look that the duo gave her. "Professor McGonagall was right, you know. I
shouldn't have done that and you two shouldn't have said what you two have said."
"Yeah, that coming from the girl that slapped Malfoy once!" Ron replied. "Pixie Dust,"
he said the password and the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open. Entering, Hermione spoke again.
"I had a right to slap him. He shouldn't have been saying that stuff about Hagrid."
"Yes," Ron agreed, and Hermione looked at him with a raised brow, shocked he was actually
agreeing with her on not doing anything drastic. "But he shouldn't have said those stuff about
you, either!"
Hermione looked towards Harry for some support. Harry just shook his head, plainly agreeing
with Ron. "I have to go with Ron this time. I'm sick of Malfoy and he has to learn his lesson.
And, aren't you getting sick of it?"
"Of course I am, but-"
"You see! You are getting tired of being called that name!"
"But it doesn't matter if you two are going to be expelled!" she cried back, all of them
now standing in front of the fireplace.
"Who said anything about being expelled?" Harry asked, clearly confused.
"With all the stunts in the past 3 years, guys, and now since we're in our fourth... you
both should be careful! Let me deal with things!"
"All you DO, Hermione," Ron was now yelling, "-is TRY to brush him off while you're on
the brink of tears! You won't smack him anymore, you won't even yell at him, and he just continues
to do it!" His brown eyes were now wide as his tall frame shook at the forcefulness of the words.
He, himself, was tired of seeing his friend, one of his BEST friends, being pushed around by that
jerk, Malfoy.
Hermione stayed quiet, sitting on one of the lounge chairs.
"Hard to admit, but Ron has a point," Harry said softly. "You tell us to let you handle
it, and we have. But, you do nothing!"
"I don't want you two to get in anymore trouble."
Ron and Harry looked at each other, wondering what to say now. Ron's face was still red,
but it was softening as Hermione's body once more began to tremble. "Hey, Hermi," he said softly,
kneeling down so he could look at her face. Her eyes were glassy, but her cheeks dry. "Me and
Harry-"
"It's 'Harry and I', Ron," Hermione corrected with a grin. Harry laughed as the mood
lightened, slightly though, while Ron frowned with his eyes sparkling.
"All right, geez. Harry and I," he said, looking at Hermione's slight nod, "will use the
invisibility cloak, get one of Fred and George's dungbomb's," his voice rose with each word,
"-and then put it in Malfoy's bed! When he lies down, he'll have a surprise."
Hermione grinned, picturing how Malfoy would react in her mind. And, she actually liked
it. "How do you expect to get inside Slytherin's tower?"
"Oh," it was Harry's turn to grin. "We were able to get the password out of Crabbe."
Hermione eyed each one suspiciously, but then shrugged. "Oh, fine. But, I want to come
then."
"Oh?" Ron asked, his arms crossed. "And you spent all that time trying to NOT allow us
to go."
"Well, it takes time to be persuaded into action," she said with a small smile.
---
"You have NO more!?" Ron, who was now standing in front of his two twin brothers, had
his jaw to the floor, his hands laid out in front of him. "Are you sure?"
Fred nodded as George gently nudged Ron back into one of the lounge chairs. "Look, bro,
we have been suspended to get to Hogsmeade.... again," he said with a resigned sigh.
Hermione was looking at the tall twins. "And, do you really expect us to believe that
that stopped you two into actually going!?"
Fred and George grinned, pride shining out of their eyes. "Of course that didn't stop us
from going," said Fred. "But, Ms. McGonagall has told Sir Zonko, of Zonko's Joke Shop, to stop
selling dungbombs, hiccup sweets, frog spoon soup-"
"We got the picture," Hermione interrupted smoothly.
"Anyway," George began to continue. "Since she forbade them to sell those treasures to
us, they won't." He gave another resigned sigh. "Sorry guys."
Hermione stood up, dragging the two boys who sat next to her with her. "We tried, we have
to admit that," she said to Harry and Ron.
"Wait!"
As the trio turned around, Fred and George were both smirking. "We both agree that we
like what we heard on what you planned to do with the dungbomb," said Fred.
"To see Malfoy scream out in shock.."
Fred nudged George out of his little daydream. "We all have to admit that we would all
like to see that happen."
"Yeah, but with no dungbombs, how could it ever work?" Ron asked, his lips in a bitter
frown.
"Calm down," George said. "Even if WE don't have it, doesn't mean you guys can't GET it."
"What?"
"Harry, you still have the invisibility cloak, right?"
"Of course."
"And you still remember the contents of Marauder's Map?"
"Yeah..." Harry said, his face confused. And then, his face brightened. "You guys are
geniuses!"
"We know."
"What?" Ron and Hermione asked, both clearly confused.
"We can sneak out and go to Hogsmeade ourselves tonight!"
---
"I can't believe we're doing this!"
Ron groaned, glancing to his left where Hermione stayed huddled in-between him and Harry.
The cloak was tucked neatly around the three of them as they began to walk down the third floor
corridor. He could just vaguely see the outline of the hump-backed one-eyed witch statue. "Hermi,
you've been saying that ever since we went past the Fat Lady."
"Because we SHOULDN'T be doing this!" she whispered sharply back, only to have her mouth
covered instantly. Ron's large hands were gentle, rather rough, but Hermione still didn't like
the fact that she was being hushed.
"Are you crazy!? You might wake somebody up! What if Filch heard you?" Harry cried out,
his frantic eyes looking about the corridor. "And we thought that you were so concerned of Ron
and I getting expelled! What do you think being caught would do?"
Shoving Ron's hand away from her mouth, she faced Harry squarely. "Exactly my point!"
Harry, who had shrunk back from Hermione's stern gaze, looked towards the statue that
they stood in front of and changed the subject. "We're here," he said, with a tiny voice.
"Yeah, Hermione, we're here," Ron said. "Now, you can choose. You can wait here, go back
to your room, or come."
Hermione looked towards Ron and raised her head higher. Unfortunately, not even when she's
on her tiptoe could she actually get any taller then he. "I'm coming. If we do get caught, you
two would need some help."
Harry and Ron exchanged looks, but they kept their trap shut. Well, Harry sent Ron a
glare to make sure he kept his mouth shut. Harry took out his wand and tapped the stone three
times while saying, "Dissendium." The statue's hump opened and the trio climbed in.
"It's cold in here!" Hermione instantly complained. Taking out her wand, she said,
"Lumos." Harry and Ron followed her example.
"Well, we're supposed to reach a trap door somewhere..."
"Is that it?" Ron asked, pointing.
"I guess so.."
"Guess so?" Hermione skeptically asked.
"Well, it has been a while. A whole summer and everything. Plus the Dursley's."
Nothing more was needed to be said as they climbed into the trapdoor and emerged into the
cellar of Honeyduke's. It was warm in the cellar, as crate after crate was piled high to the
roof. Some barrels that were filled to the top of either Every Flavor Beans or Nougats or Fizzing
Wizzbees... It wasn't so surprising when a loud rumble filled the silent cellar.
Hermione turned red, looking towards each shocked face. "I didn't eat!"
Harry shook his head, trying to sustain the chuckle. "I'll go try to open the lock."
Ron and Hermione heard some shuffling through the crates and some mumbled obscenities.
Ron's eyes glazed as his eyes caught a barrel full of coconut ice. Hermione, curious, glanced
towards what he was looking at and her eyes glazed just as well.
"We can't," she said, her eyes still towards the candy.
"Why?"
"Because that's called stealing."
"Oh really?" Ron took his eyes off the candy and stared towards her. "How do you think
we're getting the dungbombs?"
"We're going to put the money on the counter."
"Well, I'll put money next to the candy then."
"What money?"
Ron paused as he placed his hands through his robes. Pulling out what he thought felt
like money, under the little light they had, he counted, "I only have 4 knutes!"
"That's not even enough to buy a Cockroach cluster!"
"Hey, LOOK!"
Hermione, who got startled, quickly glanced towards what Ron was hovering over. It was
a small box, which was open, with something in them that looked like jelly beans. "What are
they?"
Ron shrugged, picking four up.
"What are you DOING!?"
"Gonna eat them. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"But, that would be stealing."
Ron shook his head and pointed to the small emblem on the box. "A knut each," Hermione
read out loud.
"So you see," he said, placing the four Knutes near the box. "I'm paying for it."
Hermione stared wistfully as Ron popped two in his mouth. "Oh, wow, these are good!" He
said, as he was about to pop the other two. However, he paused as he saw Hermione's glazed gaze.
Looking down in his palms, he silently pushed his hands towards her. "Here, take these."
"Really?"
"Yeah, before I change my mind."
Hermione gave him a quick smile as she grabbed the two jellybean-like candy in her mouth
and munched. And, Ron was right, they were good. It seemed to expand in your mouth as she munched
and chewed, and as you swallowed, it flowed down your throat like tea. "Hey, Ron, what are these?"
Ron shrugged as they both heard, "Alohomora." A large clank ran through the cellar.
Harry came back, looking at the two with raised brows. "What did you two eat!?"
"Eat? We eat?" Ron asked, clearly trying to pretend confusion.
"I smell candy!"
"We ARE in a candy store, Harry," Hermione said.
"No, I mean candy that has been eaten just recently."
"How can you smell that?"
"Because I can," he replied, as his light fell across four shiny objects near a small
box. "A-ha! You two bought those candy stuff."
"Well, maybe if we did-"
"You guys DID!" he ran towards the box as he raised it to read the label. "Magnet beans?
Why did you guys eat Magnet beans?"
"MAGNET BEANS!?!?" Hermione and Ron stood up, and as if they were jinxed into saying the
name, their arms and legs slammed into each other.
------
"Oh... this is bad... very bad," Hermione muttered as her arm stayed magnetized
to Ron's arm. She looked towards the two boy's faces and began to shake her head again.
"Maybe we should tell Ms. McGonagall-"
"Are you crazy!?" Harry exclaimed. "We weren't supposed to be in Hogsmeade in the
first place! Ron and I could get suspended... no, wait.. expelled!" He paused as he trembled
at the thought. "My life is here in Hogwarts. I can't just live with the Dursley's day and
night!"
Hermione glanced towards Ron, his face as confused as ever. "I don't know what to
do. I just wish we never ate those Magnet beans."
"Wishes won't do anything," Hermione snapped as they climbed out of the statue and
back into Hogwarts. "C'mon, let's just get to the common room and talk this out."
They all agreed and went towards Fat Lady saying, "Butterbeer." The portrait swung
open and they all collapsed into the lounge chairs. Well, Harry did, but when Ron tried to
flop on one, a loud screech rang through the room as Hermione fell right on Ron's lap.
"What's going on here!?" Percy cried out, his eyes looking wildly about the room.
Behind him was Dean Thomas, Lee Jordan, and Ron's two twin brothers.
"Did you guys get it?" Fred asked, but to be hit by George.
"Get what?" Percy asked, but his question soon died down as his eyes widened.
Actually, all of the new guests became silent as they stared towards Hermione, who had
her hand twined with Ron's and was sitting upon his lap.
"Whoa, bro," George said, his lips in a grin. "Calm down with the girls. You might
become like Percy here with his 'Penny.'"
Ron turned red, standing up trying to get Hermione off him; completely forgetting
about the situation of being magnetized to her. Hermione cried out again as she fell flat
on her butt and to have Ron's large frame fall on top of her. She mumbled a curse towards
Ron as now both their arms and legs were stuck together.
Cheers and whistles soon flooded the air.
"And he dives and lands-" Lee Jordan was cut short as Percy silenced him and Dean
Thomas' loud cheering.
"Ron, get off of her."
Ron turned red as he tried, but couldn't get up. "I can't, Percy."
"What do you mean, can't?"
"I just *can't*"
Fred and George fell on their butts, their faces red and arms around their stomach
as laughter flooded the room. It was quite obvious that they were clearly thinking of an
improper reason why their brother couldn't get up. Ron, thinking what they might have thought,
turned even redder as he rolled over and was soon surprised as only Hermione's hand stayed
magnetized with his.
Now, glancing towards Hermione, he couldn't see what she felt about the situation.
Her bushy brown hair covered her face and her head faced towards the opposite direction.
Percy, who was tying to hush Dean, the twins, and Lee, was clearly getting frustrated as he
finally just pushed all of them back up the corridor to their rooms. "See you when you're
done with your girlfriend, Ronniekins!" Fred yelled over his shoulder.
"You have good taste, my man!" Lee cried out as well. And then, the trio heard the
door shut.
"At least they're gone-" Ron was cut short as George's head appeared out of nowhere
on the staircase.
"Oy, Harry," he yelled. Harry turned around and asked what he wanted. "I was
just wondering. Since Ron has a girlfriend, what about you? I mean, if you do, I do have
to inform my dear sister."
"Yeah," Fred's head appeared next to his twins. "And, if you and Ginny ever do go
out, you better not be doing what those two are doing!"
Harry turned a brilliant shade of red. They distantly heard Percy's shouts and the
twin's head disappeared as a loud scuttle here and there was heard from upstairs. Harry had
his head bowed, his face still red at the comment that the twin's made. "Hey! We never got
the dungbomb!" he said at last, remembering.
"Forget the stupid dungbomb," Hermione, who had been so quiet during the whole
escapade with Percy and the others, looked towards the two boys with her old bossy
expression. But, the two boys saw that her ears were bright red. "Now, I'm tired. I have
a test tomorrow... now, today in Arithmancy at 9 o'clock this morning. So, I have to go
to bed."
"Hello! Anyone in there, Hermi?" Ron asked as he gently knocked against her head.
Hermione growled as she ducked her head out of his reach, which only caused the duo to
fall on the floor. "Now look what you did!" she cried out, struggling to get back up.
"Now, I can't even get my arm off you!"
"What I did! You were the one who had to move so abruptly without warning me!"
"You had to knock on my head as if I was stupid!"
"You are stupid!" Ron yelled back. "How do you expect to get to your bed when
I am magnetized to you!?"
Hermione fell silent, her lips tightly pressed together. "We have to go to
Professor McGonagall."
"We can't!" Harry cried out. "Look... tomorrow, we all have a free period after
first period. Ron and I have Divination-," Harry paused as Hermione rolled her eyes, "and
you have Arithmancy, and after our period is done, we'll meet up in the library and look
around for some solution. Or, we can go to Hogsmeade. Since, tomorrow.. wait, today is
Tuesday. We can ask Honeyduke's how long it would take to wear off."
Ron was listening attentively, but then he began to groan. "How am I supposed to
attend Divination when I'm stuck with Hermi?"
"How am I going to explain to my Arithmancy teacher as to why Ron is with me?"
"The same way you two are going to bed," Harry replied with a large smirk. He raised
the invisibility cloak and threw it towards Ron. "I can explain why Ron is absent from his bed
when the guys wake up, but I don't think that you can, can you Hermione?"
Hermione shook her head, her face clearly getting stressed. "I have to sleep with
Ron?"
"Just for tonight. Everything will be figured out by tomorr- later today." Harry
gave each of them a wave and began to climb the stairs. Before he took his second step, he
turned around. "And I think that it might be best if you two pretend that your girlfriend
and boyfriend." As he saw the two turn red and Ron about to say something, he ran up the
steps and they both heard a door slam shut.
"This is going to be a long night," Ron muttered.
to be continued...
So? Was it ne good? Did it completely suck? Tell me whether you'd like it continued,
and I'll get the next part up asap! Should I include a bit of Harry and Ginny? Newayz, r/r
and I hope you enjoyed!
(c) Copyright 2000
This is strictly only Ron and Hermione romance fic. (I know, I didn't include any Ginny
and Harry. I'll make up for it, don't worry ^_-) Setting is before the fourth book and it has
nothing to do with 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.' Most of the info is based on the first
three books! Plus, I know that Percy was supposed to graduate, but for this fic, he's NOW in his
last year and a Head Boy.
Usual disclaimers apply.
"You can transmute love, muddle it, ignore it... But you can never pull it out of you."
- E.M. Foster
When Opposites Attract- Part 1
by Iris Marie
"You MUDBLOOD!"
The Great Hall fell silent as Draco Malfoy stood, his pale eyes narrowed in slits. The
staff table, which seated all the teachers, was dead quiet; Professor McGonagall's lips as tight
as the bun she wore on her head.
Hermione was standing in front of Malfoy, her eyes wide and shocked. "I-I'm s-s-sorry..."
"Sorry isn't going to cut it, you stupid Mudblood!" Malfoy was still screaming trying to
wipe the spilled liquid that came from his goblet out of his robes. Ron, who looked ready to kill,
was being forcefully held back by Percy, who seemed to want to rip someone's head off as well.
Before any words were exchanged, however, another voice rang through the hall.
"Draco Malfoy," a cool voice began to speak. "If you don't apologize to Ms. Granger now,
I will suspend and think of expelling you."
Everyone looked towards Dumbledore, who had his hands folded on the table. Malfoy was
looking towards him, aghast, staring from Hermione to his robes. "But she's the one who spilled
it on ME!"
"And you're the one who dared call her, or even anyone else, that racial name. Now,
apologize Malfoy or you better look for another school."
Malfoy's pale eyes were staring towards the floor, this time his face red. "I'm sorry,
Ms. Granger," he said loftily, his tone quite indicating he didn't mean a word of it. When
Dumbledore nodded, and when the hall sparked back into life, he whispered so only she could
hear, "-you stupid Mudblood."
Hermione, her eyes brimming with tears, was shaking as anger swept through her. She was
getting sick of Malfoy, even though it was their first day back and beginning their 4th year. She
was so sick and tired of his arrogance and rudeness that, without thinking, she took out her wand
and yelled, "PETRIFUS TOTALUS!"
Malfoy, who was wiping his robes with a napkin, now fell face down as he was put under
the full Body-Bind spell. Harry and Ron, who were both watching, began to laugh out loud at
Malfoy's confused and shocked face.
"HA HA!" Ron screamed, pointing towards Malfoy's bewildered face. "Way ta go, Hermione!"
As if on cue, in which it usually was, a nasty and familiar voice screeched through the
air screaming, "MS. GRANGER!" Hermione froze as Snape, potion's master, came towards her, his
eyes brewing with anger. He looked towards her and then at Malfoy who was pitifully trying wiggle
his way towards Snape. The potion's master sent a glare towards Hermi and then whipped out his
wand. "Finite incantatem!" Malfoy stood up, his hand clutched to his nose.
"Professor Snape!" Malfoy exclaimed, as blood was trickling through his hands. "She
BROKE my nose!"
Snape dismissed him. Instead, he looked towards Hermione with a cruel smile dancing on
his lips. "50 points from Gryffindor!" he yelled out. "You may all thank Ms. Granger later."
Hermione was shaking by then, her eyes tightly shut as she tried to keep the tears in
check. How she hated Snape, hated Malfoy even more. A good slap would have made it better, just
like what she did to him before, and if he was a step closer, she was certain she was not only
going to slap him, but punch him with all her might. Snape, who was clearly enjoying her
determination not to cry, was still standing in front of her.
"Well, Ms. Granger, aren't you going to reply like you always do?"
"What's there to answer, Professor Snape?" she asked, her voice shaking. Her temper was
flaring as she watched Malfoy stand next to Snape, a huge smirk on his face.
"Why you are a Mudblood, perhaps," Malfoy chirped in.
Hermione, who was already sick and tired of that name, clenched her fist as hard as she
could, tried not to explode. Instead she remained silent, glancing at Ron and Harry who were
both being restrained this time by Fred and George, trying to mentally will them to keep their
mouths close. Of course, it didn't work, and already Ron was yelling insults back, Harry
adding to it.
Professor McGonagall, like always, came over immediately. "I have told you, numerous
times, Malfoy, not to use that awful name under this roof," she said, looking at Hermione, who
was still shaking with anger. "And, furthermore, I greatly disapprove of the spell you cast upon
Malfoy and the words that came out of your mouths." The latter was directed towards Ron and Harry,
who were still sending death glares towards Malfoy.
"A good punishment would do them good," Snape suggested eagerly. Professor McGonagall
was looking at him too, a slight look of disapproval etched on her features.
"Yes," she nodded, agreeing. "Despite the fact that Malfoy instigated this whole situation,
you trio still didn't have to do what you did. So, all of you go to your dormitories without your
supper."
Ron, who was aghast, looked like he was about to comment, but Hermione shook her head,
taking his shoulder and began tugging him towards the doors. They could hear Professor McGonagall
trying to persuade Snape into giving Malfoy a punishment as well, but Snape was clearly disagreeing.
"He understands the faults already," they heard Snape say. "Unlike those monsters. I do suggest,
Minerva, that you train your students to be more.. obedient." They didn't have to turn around to
see Professor McGonagall turn bright red and storm off.
Once they were out of the Great Hall, Ron began to complain. "That wasn't FAIR! He's the
one who called you that name and he's the one that deserves to be sent off without supper!"
"Yeah, that's right!" Harry complained as well, all of them sulking towards their rooms.
"I say we do something REALLY harsh to him to make sure he never tries something like that
again!"
"Yeah! Perhaps we can put a dungbomb, like the one Fred and George has, in his bed
tonight!"
Hermione sighed; her heart calmed down, her anger slowly fading. "Don't start another
one," she sighed as they reached the Fat Lady. Glancing towards Ron and Harry, she gave each
one of them the sternness look she could muster. But, she knew that it was an extremely weak one
at the concerned look that the duo gave her. "Professor McGonagall was right, you know. I
shouldn't have done that and you two shouldn't have said what you two have said."
"Yeah, that coming from the girl that slapped Malfoy once!" Ron replied. "Pixie Dust,"
he said the password and the portrait of the Fat Lady swung open. Entering, Hermione spoke again.
"I had a right to slap him. He shouldn't have been saying that stuff about Hagrid."
"Yes," Ron agreed, and Hermione looked at him with a raised brow, shocked he was actually
agreeing with her on not doing anything drastic. "But he shouldn't have said those stuff about
you, either!"
Hermione looked towards Harry for some support. Harry just shook his head, plainly agreeing
with Ron. "I have to go with Ron this time. I'm sick of Malfoy and he has to learn his lesson.
And, aren't you getting sick of it?"
"Of course I am, but-"
"You see! You are getting tired of being called that name!"
"But it doesn't matter if you two are going to be expelled!" she cried back, all of them
now standing in front of the fireplace.
"Who said anything about being expelled?" Harry asked, clearly confused.
"With all the stunts in the past 3 years, guys, and now since we're in our fourth... you
both should be careful! Let me deal with things!"
"All you DO, Hermione," Ron was now yelling, "-is TRY to brush him off while you're on
the brink of tears! You won't smack him anymore, you won't even yell at him, and he just continues
to do it!" His brown eyes were now wide as his tall frame shook at the forcefulness of the words.
He, himself, was tired of seeing his friend, one of his BEST friends, being pushed around by that
jerk, Malfoy.
Hermione stayed quiet, sitting on one of the lounge chairs.
"Hard to admit, but Ron has a point," Harry said softly. "You tell us to let you handle
it, and we have. But, you do nothing!"
"I don't want you two to get in anymore trouble."
Ron and Harry looked at each other, wondering what to say now. Ron's face was still red,
but it was softening as Hermione's body once more began to tremble. "Hey, Hermi," he said softly,
kneeling down so he could look at her face. Her eyes were glassy, but her cheeks dry. "Me and
Harry-"
"It's 'Harry and I', Ron," Hermione corrected with a grin. Harry laughed as the mood
lightened, slightly though, while Ron frowned with his eyes sparkling.
"All right, geez. Harry and I," he said, looking at Hermione's slight nod, "will use the
invisibility cloak, get one of Fred and George's dungbomb's," his voice rose with each word,
"-and then put it in Malfoy's bed! When he lies down, he'll have a surprise."
Hermione grinned, picturing how Malfoy would react in her mind. And, she actually liked
it. "How do you expect to get inside Slytherin's tower?"
"Oh," it was Harry's turn to grin. "We were able to get the password out of Crabbe."
Hermione eyed each one suspiciously, but then shrugged. "Oh, fine. But, I want to come
then."
"Oh?" Ron asked, his arms crossed. "And you spent all that time trying to NOT allow us
to go."
"Well, it takes time to be persuaded into action," she said with a small smile.
---
"You have NO more!?" Ron, who was now standing in front of his two twin brothers, had
his jaw to the floor, his hands laid out in front of him. "Are you sure?"
Fred nodded as George gently nudged Ron back into one of the lounge chairs. "Look, bro,
we have been suspended to get to Hogsmeade.... again," he said with a resigned sigh.
Hermione was looking at the tall twins. "And, do you really expect us to believe that
that stopped you two into actually going!?"
Fred and George grinned, pride shining out of their eyes. "Of course that didn't stop us
from going," said Fred. "But, Ms. McGonagall has told Sir Zonko, of Zonko's Joke Shop, to stop
selling dungbombs, hiccup sweets, frog spoon soup-"
"We got the picture," Hermione interrupted smoothly.
"Anyway," George began to continue. "Since she forbade them to sell those treasures to
us, they won't." He gave another resigned sigh. "Sorry guys."
Hermione stood up, dragging the two boys who sat next to her with her. "We tried, we have
to admit that," she said to Harry and Ron.
"Wait!"
As the trio turned around, Fred and George were both smirking. "We both agree that we
like what we heard on what you planned to do with the dungbomb," said Fred.
"To see Malfoy scream out in shock.."
Fred nudged George out of his little daydream. "We all have to admit that we would all
like to see that happen."
"Yeah, but with no dungbombs, how could it ever work?" Ron asked, his lips in a bitter
frown.
"Calm down," George said. "Even if WE don't have it, doesn't mean you guys can't GET it."
"What?"
"Harry, you still have the invisibility cloak, right?"
"Of course."
"And you still remember the contents of Marauder's Map?"
"Yeah..." Harry said, his face confused. And then, his face brightened. "You guys are
geniuses!"
"We know."
"What?" Ron and Hermione asked, both clearly confused.
"We can sneak out and go to Hogsmeade ourselves tonight!"
---
"I can't believe we're doing this!"
Ron groaned, glancing to his left where Hermione stayed huddled in-between him and Harry.
The cloak was tucked neatly around the three of them as they began to walk down the third floor
corridor. He could just vaguely see the outline of the hump-backed one-eyed witch statue. "Hermi,
you've been saying that ever since we went past the Fat Lady."
"Because we SHOULDN'T be doing this!" she whispered sharply back, only to have her mouth
covered instantly. Ron's large hands were gentle, rather rough, but Hermione still didn't like
the fact that she was being hushed.
"Are you crazy!? You might wake somebody up! What if Filch heard you?" Harry cried out,
his frantic eyes looking about the corridor. "And we thought that you were so concerned of Ron
and I getting expelled! What do you think being caught would do?"
Shoving Ron's hand away from her mouth, she faced Harry squarely. "Exactly my point!"
Harry, who had shrunk back from Hermione's stern gaze, looked towards the statue that
they stood in front of and changed the subject. "We're here," he said, with a tiny voice.
"Yeah, Hermione, we're here," Ron said. "Now, you can choose. You can wait here, go back
to your room, or come."
Hermione looked towards Ron and raised her head higher. Unfortunately, not even when she's
on her tiptoe could she actually get any taller then he. "I'm coming. If we do get caught, you
two would need some help."
Harry and Ron exchanged looks, but they kept their trap shut. Well, Harry sent Ron a
glare to make sure he kept his mouth shut. Harry took out his wand and tapped the stone three
times while saying, "Dissendium." The statue's hump opened and the trio climbed in.
"It's cold in here!" Hermione instantly complained. Taking out her wand, she said,
"Lumos." Harry and Ron followed her example.
"Well, we're supposed to reach a trap door somewhere..."
"Is that it?" Ron asked, pointing.
"I guess so.."
"Guess so?" Hermione skeptically asked.
"Well, it has been a while. A whole summer and everything. Plus the Dursley's."
Nothing more was needed to be said as they climbed into the trapdoor and emerged into the
cellar of Honeyduke's. It was warm in the cellar, as crate after crate was piled high to the
roof. Some barrels that were filled to the top of either Every Flavor Beans or Nougats or Fizzing
Wizzbees... It wasn't so surprising when a loud rumble filled the silent cellar.
Hermione turned red, looking towards each shocked face. "I didn't eat!"
Harry shook his head, trying to sustain the chuckle. "I'll go try to open the lock."
Ron and Hermione heard some shuffling through the crates and some mumbled obscenities.
Ron's eyes glazed as his eyes caught a barrel full of coconut ice. Hermione, curious, glanced
towards what he was looking at and her eyes glazed just as well.
"We can't," she said, her eyes still towards the candy.
"Why?"
"Because that's called stealing."
"Oh really?" Ron took his eyes off the candy and stared towards her. "How do you think
we're getting the dungbombs?"
"We're going to put the money on the counter."
"Well, I'll put money next to the candy then."
"What money?"
Ron paused as he placed his hands through his robes. Pulling out what he thought felt
like money, under the little light they had, he counted, "I only have 4 knutes!"
"That's not even enough to buy a Cockroach cluster!"
"Hey, LOOK!"
Hermione, who got startled, quickly glanced towards what Ron was hovering over. It was
a small box, which was open, with something in them that looked like jelly beans. "What are
they?"
Ron shrugged, picking four up.
"What are you DOING!?"
"Gonna eat them. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"But, that would be stealing."
Ron shook his head and pointed to the small emblem on the box. "A knut each," Hermione
read out loud.
"So you see," he said, placing the four Knutes near the box. "I'm paying for it."
Hermione stared wistfully as Ron popped two in his mouth. "Oh, wow, these are good!" He
said, as he was about to pop the other two. However, he paused as he saw Hermione's glazed gaze.
Looking down in his palms, he silently pushed his hands towards her. "Here, take these."
"Really?"
"Yeah, before I change my mind."
Hermione gave him a quick smile as she grabbed the two jellybean-like candy in her mouth
and munched. And, Ron was right, they were good. It seemed to expand in your mouth as she munched
and chewed, and as you swallowed, it flowed down your throat like tea. "Hey, Ron, what are these?"
Ron shrugged as they both heard, "Alohomora." A large clank ran through the cellar.
Harry came back, looking at the two with raised brows. "What did you two eat!?"
"Eat? We eat?" Ron asked, clearly trying to pretend confusion.
"I smell candy!"
"We ARE in a candy store, Harry," Hermione said.
"No, I mean candy that has been eaten just recently."
"How can you smell that?"
"Because I can," he replied, as his light fell across four shiny objects near a small
box. "A-ha! You two bought those candy stuff."
"Well, maybe if we did-"
"You guys DID!" he ran towards the box as he raised it to read the label. "Magnet beans?
Why did you guys eat Magnet beans?"
"MAGNET BEANS!?!?" Hermione and Ron stood up, and as if they were jinxed into saying the
name, their arms and legs slammed into each other.
------
"Oh... this is bad... very bad," Hermione muttered as her arm stayed magnetized
to Ron's arm. She looked towards the two boy's faces and began to shake her head again.
"Maybe we should tell Ms. McGonagall-"
"Are you crazy!?" Harry exclaimed. "We weren't supposed to be in Hogsmeade in the
first place! Ron and I could get suspended... no, wait.. expelled!" He paused as he trembled
at the thought. "My life is here in Hogwarts. I can't just live with the Dursley's day and
night!"
Hermione glanced towards Ron, his face as confused as ever. "I don't know what to
do. I just wish we never ate those Magnet beans."
"Wishes won't do anything," Hermione snapped as they climbed out of the statue and
back into Hogwarts. "C'mon, let's just get to the common room and talk this out."
They all agreed and went towards Fat Lady saying, "Butterbeer." The portrait swung
open and they all collapsed into the lounge chairs. Well, Harry did, but when Ron tried to
flop on one, a loud screech rang through the room as Hermione fell right on Ron's lap.
"What's going on here!?" Percy cried out, his eyes looking wildly about the room.
Behind him was Dean Thomas, Lee Jordan, and Ron's two twin brothers.
"Did you guys get it?" Fred asked, but to be hit by George.
"Get what?" Percy asked, but his question soon died down as his eyes widened.
Actually, all of the new guests became silent as they stared towards Hermione, who had
her hand twined with Ron's and was sitting upon his lap.
"Whoa, bro," George said, his lips in a grin. "Calm down with the girls. You might
become like Percy here with his 'Penny.'"
Ron turned red, standing up trying to get Hermione off him; completely forgetting
about the situation of being magnetized to her. Hermione cried out again as she fell flat
on her butt and to have Ron's large frame fall on top of her. She mumbled a curse towards
Ron as now both their arms and legs were stuck together.
Cheers and whistles soon flooded the air.
"And he dives and lands-" Lee Jordan was cut short as Percy silenced him and Dean
Thomas' loud cheering.
"Ron, get off of her."
Ron turned red as he tried, but couldn't get up. "I can't, Percy."
"What do you mean, can't?"
"I just *can't*"
Fred and George fell on their butts, their faces red and arms around their stomach
as laughter flooded the room. It was quite obvious that they were clearly thinking of an
improper reason why their brother couldn't get up. Ron, thinking what they might have thought,
turned even redder as he rolled over and was soon surprised as only Hermione's hand stayed
magnetized with his.
Now, glancing towards Hermione, he couldn't see what she felt about the situation.
Her bushy brown hair covered her face and her head faced towards the opposite direction.
Percy, who was tying to hush Dean, the twins, and Lee, was clearly getting frustrated as he
finally just pushed all of them back up the corridor to their rooms. "See you when you're
done with your girlfriend, Ronniekins!" Fred yelled over his shoulder.
"You have good taste, my man!" Lee cried out as well. And then, the trio heard the
door shut.
"At least they're gone-" Ron was cut short as George's head appeared out of nowhere
on the staircase.
"Oy, Harry," he yelled. Harry turned around and asked what he wanted. "I was
just wondering. Since Ron has a girlfriend, what about you? I mean, if you do, I do have
to inform my dear sister."
"Yeah," Fred's head appeared next to his twins. "And, if you and Ginny ever do go
out, you better not be doing what those two are doing!"
Harry turned a brilliant shade of red. They distantly heard Percy's shouts and the
twin's head disappeared as a loud scuttle here and there was heard from upstairs. Harry had
his head bowed, his face still red at the comment that the twin's made. "Hey! We never got
the dungbomb!" he said at last, remembering.
"Forget the stupid dungbomb," Hermione, who had been so quiet during the whole
escapade with Percy and the others, looked towards the two boys with her old bossy
expression. But, the two boys saw that her ears were bright red. "Now, I'm tired. I have
a test tomorrow... now, today in Arithmancy at 9 o'clock this morning. So, I have to go
to bed."
"Hello! Anyone in there, Hermi?" Ron asked as he gently knocked against her head.
Hermione growled as she ducked her head out of his reach, which only caused the duo to
fall on the floor. "Now look what you did!" she cried out, struggling to get back up.
"Now, I can't even get my arm off you!"
"What I did! You were the one who had to move so abruptly without warning me!"
"You had to knock on my head as if I was stupid!"
"You are stupid!" Ron yelled back. "How do you expect to get to your bed when
I am magnetized to you!?"
Hermione fell silent, her lips tightly pressed together. "We have to go to
Professor McGonagall."
"We can't!" Harry cried out. "Look... tomorrow, we all have a free period after
first period. Ron and I have Divination-," Harry paused as Hermione rolled her eyes, "and
you have Arithmancy, and after our period is done, we'll meet up in the library and look
around for some solution. Or, we can go to Hogsmeade. Since, tomorrow.. wait, today is
Tuesday. We can ask Honeyduke's how long it would take to wear off."
Ron was listening attentively, but then he began to groan. "How am I supposed to
attend Divination when I'm stuck with Hermi?"
"How am I going to explain to my Arithmancy teacher as to why Ron is with me?"
"The same way you two are going to bed," Harry replied with a large smirk. He raised
the invisibility cloak and threw it towards Ron. "I can explain why Ron is absent from his bed
when the guys wake up, but I don't think that you can, can you Hermione?"
Hermione shook her head, her face clearly getting stressed. "I have to sleep with
Ron?"
"Just for tonight. Everything will be figured out by tomorr- later today." Harry
gave each of them a wave and began to climb the stairs. Before he took his second step, he
turned around. "And I think that it might be best if you two pretend that your girlfriend
and boyfriend." As he saw the two turn red and Ron about to say something, he ran up the
steps and they both heard a door slam shut.
"This is going to be a long night," Ron muttered.
to be continued...
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