Breaking Away

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. It belongs to J.K Rowling. The following songs inspired this story: In the end, One-step Closer, Runaway, and Pushing me away by Linkin Park. There are quotes by Eve6 and Offspring. Some Most chapters will containe snoging. Anyway, enjoy.

"Enough!" Howled an enraged Ronold Weasley. "I can't take it anymore!" He was now storming down the stairs to the Gryffindor Common room. His best friend, actually by the looks of it ex-best friend, Harry Potter ran after him.

"What is with you?" He yelled at the red head.

"You! That's what!" Screamed Ron, pointing an accusing finger at Harry.

"What did I do?" He snarled.

"Like hell you don't know," Ron said with a mixture of feory and coldness in his voice. By now everyone in the common room was stareing at them.

"What did I do!" Harry growled.

"Let's see. You're just you. You're a prefect. You're on the Gryffindor Quiddich team, as well as the captain. You're the hero of the wizarding world. You're famouse. You could get any girl you wanted. When people look at me all they see is the sidekick of Harry Bloddy Potter!" The accusation statred in a deadly whisper and wrose to the point of belowing.

"That's not my fault!" Screamed Harry.

"Are you sure of that?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Maybe it's your subconcious!"

Harry looked shocked. "I didn't know you knew such big words, Ron." Sneered Harry. "Did Hermione teach it to you?"

Ron made a very unplearent growling noise before lunging forward at Harry. Ron pushed him on his back and proceded to beat the living hell out of Harry. Everyone was to startled to do anything. Finally Lavender started to scream at the sight of blood, causing Proffessor McGonagall to come rocketing into the common room.

"Out!" She yelled. Then, "Stop!" The common room quickly emptyed exept for Harry and Ron. Both were still fuming and bleeding freely. Harry had landed some good punches to Ron but Harry had come off worse. "What is the meaning of this?" Screached McGonagall. Just then the portrait hole burst open emiting a frazzled looking Hermione Granger. She had been in the library when the fight started. New's traveles fast in places like Hogwarts.

"I've only just heard," she said breathlessly. Then she rushed over to Harry. "What have you done,Ron?!"

Ron was shocked, he had been sure that Hermione liked him. The most intelligent answer he could form was, "Uhhhh…"

Hermione inturupted him. "What were you thinking?" She gasped. "Whas it the Imperious curse?"

"He's not cursed," said a menacing Harry. He's jelouse. Just like in 4th year when I was a champion. He just couldn't handle not being in the spotlight. But it's not like he's ever actually been in the spotlight."

"Hermione gasped. "Harry! Don't say that!"

"I'm just stateing the obviouse," was his reply.

Proffessor McGonagall finally spoke up. "Never, ever, in my life. Have I seen such udder," she was so angry she couldn't find the words.

"Chaos?" Hermione offered meekly.

"Chaos. Not even between two rival houses. And you two are best friends. I will give you both two weeks detention. As well as one hundred house points deducted from each of you."

"But proffessor," said a stunned Hermione.

"Hush Miss.Granger. I want you two boys to go to the infermary to get cleaned up. No, wait. On second thought I don't want you to go. Let the wounds heal without magic. That will make you learn.

"Isn't that a little harsh, proffessor?" Asked Hermione.

No. It's the only way that they will learn not to fight." She glared at Harry and Ron. "You to best get along from now on. I'll be expecting you to have made up by the time you receive your detentions."

Ron somehow doubted that. After McGonagall left he stormed out.

"Where are you going, Ron?" Asked Hermione.

His response was to flio her off. He realy needed someone who hated Harry Potter right now. Someone mean and sarcastic. Darco Malfoy. He would trash Harry all day if he could. Hell, he probably muttered obsanitys in his sleep. ("Sod off, Potter, you..snore") That's why he was headed to the Slytherin common room.

He turned corners as fast as he could. He finally found the wall that lead to it. Now what? He thought for a moment. Not really wanting to guess passwords he did the next best thing. He kicked the wall. Hard.

It didn't open but the stream of fowl words following the kick would get anyones attention.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Came a drawling voice from behind Ron.

"Looking for you," said Ron still rubbing his foot.

"Why?" Aked a suspicious Draco.

"Well," said Ron thoughtfuly. "I need someone who hats Harry as much as I do right now."

"Realy?" Asked Draco, intrigued.

"Yes. He's so stupid and self centered.."

"And a goody-two-shoes, and a teaches pet."

"Exactly."

Draco came over to Ron. "You have seen the light!" He shouted. "Or should I say the dark?"

They smirked at eachother.

"So you're my new cronie?" Enquired Draco.

"No. I'm tired of being a cronie," said Ron.

"Alright, I can deal with that."

"Why are you so exepting of me?" Asked Ron.

"I need someone like you," said Draco.

"Like me? What do you mean by that?"

"You're loyal. I've seen you dish out some great insults. You hate Harry now. You're ambitious. And your sister's pretty hot."

"What?" Exclaimed Ron. " You think what? You? And Ginny?" He sputtered.

Draco smirked. "What, Ron? I'm not allowed to think your sister is fine?"

Ron started to gag as Draco laughed.

"What?" Draco asked inosently. Ron glared and shook his head.

"You," he said, "are very sick."

"Thank you," said Draco. They were interupted by someone behind them clearing their throat.

"What are you doing here Ginny?" Ron hoped his sister hadn't been there the whole time. It was then that he noticed her eyes were red. "Whats wrong, Gin?"

"It's Harry," she said.

"What about that git?" Asked Draco.

"He's saying terrible things about you. And me," she sniffled.

"That wanker!" Exclaimed Ron.

"He better watch his back or he'll get his arse kicked," Draco said threateningly.

Ginny looked strangly at Draco. "Why do you care? And why are you even here, Ron?"

"Well," said Ron, "I am the new member of the 'Down with Potter Club'. And Draco here is another member. The leader, you might say."

"Would you like to join, Ginny?" Draco asked with unexpected kindness.

She stared at him again. This time it was like she saw him in a new light. He had a realy sweet smile. She had never realy noticed before how his gray eyes sparkled or how his platinum blond hair fell all over his head. Or how dead sexy he looked, pale against black robes.

"Ginny?" Ron startled her out of her daze.

"Sure, Draco, I'd love to join." She finally managed.

"Great," he beamed at her.

"Is there realy a club against Harry? I mean Potter," asked Ginny.

"No. But there is one against Gryffindor. You obviously can't join that one, you're in Gryffindor, but we are hoping to expand into other houses."

"Why are Slytherins against Gryffindor?" Enquired Ginny.

"It's rather an easy answere if you think about it," said Draco. "What are Slyhterins known for?"

"Ambition?" Offered Ron.

"Yes, that's it. Now an ambitiouse youngster coming to Hogwarts. What do you imagine his dream is?"

"Rule the school?" Asked Ginny.

"Precisly. But when he gets here; what does he find? Who's running the school?"

"Gryffindor," said Ron with revelation.

"Great job, Merlin," a came voice from the Slytherin common room.

"Hello, Proffessor Snape," said Draco with little surprise.

"Greetings Mr.Malfoy. What a great explanation you gave Mr and Miss Weasley. But you seem to have left out a most vital parst," sneered the proffessor.

"What's that?" Asked Ginny meekly. Snape always made her uneasy.

"All Gryffindors are whining-goody-two-shoes who get way to much credit. Now I'm sure you would like to know that lunch is in two minutes. Goodday, Mr.Malfoy. Don't forget your homework." With that Snape marched off.

"Is he aloud to say that?" Asked Ginny bewildered.

"Why not?" Asked Draco. Ginny shrugged.

"We had homework?" Asked Ron.

Draco gave a little snort of laughter. "Let's get some lunch," he said.

As they walked together down the hall Ginny voiced the question that had been on her mind since she found Harry telling the tale of Rons "betrayal" in the common room.

"Ron, what happens now?"

"What do you mean, Gin?"

"What about the other Gryffindors? Will we lose all of our friends?"

"Who cares?" Said Draco. "You've always got me," he said with sickeningly sweet. Then to finalize that he threw his arm around Ginnys shoulder as they walked into the great hall. Ginny blushed a little and smiled.

A/n well? What do you think? Review!!!!! Please!!!! I already have 30 chapters writen. They just need to be put on the computer. SO if you want to see more you know what to do.