This story is dedicated to everyone who wanted more of the other story. It is dedicated to anyone who liked/read/reviewed/favourited my story. Also, to Iloveronthebimbo, who quite blatantly nicked bimbo off me and dedicated her story to me. Read her story, it is very good. She did not pay me to say that.

Disclaimer: When I am queen of the world, Harry Potter will be mine. Watch this space...

"RON!" The scream pierced the calm night like a stone causing ripples in a lake.

"What happened to him Minerva?" said Professor Slughorn who was eating chocolate cheesecake nervously.

"That is, as yet, unknown." Replied Professor McGonagall "I didn't know you liked chocolate cheesecake Horace."

"Oh, Minerva, It is my favourite cake for a snack, however, I do adore a simple sponge with tea in the afternoon-"

"-Back to the matter in hand, don't you think Horace? Minerva?" Enquired Professor Sprout

"Yes, yes of course. As I was saying we do not know what has happened to him, we're going to have to move him to St. Mungo's as soon as we possibly can."

"Well, Minerva. Who do you think tried to kill Rupert?"

Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes. "I don't do idle gossip Horace. We don't actually know what happened, it might have been an accident or self inflicted."

They had walked from the hospital wing to the entrance of the Headmistress's office. They had all jumped at Professor McGonagall's offer of going up. "I have no drinks to offer."

However, Horace Slughorn carries around several bottles of mead, wine and eye- wateringly strong firewhisky around his person.

"Wise to the last, as always Min-Minerva" Slurred Professor Flitwick.

"I'd go easy on that Firewhisky if I was you" Warned Professor McGonagall

Professor Flitwick had stopped singing the Hogwarts song – at last. Professor McGonagall turned to look at him. He'd fallen asleep/ collapsed. She sighed.

"You know what? I bet it was Harry Potter's girlfriend!" Shouted Professor Slughorn

"Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall said sharply

"Yeah, the smart one."

"No no, not Hermione Granger."

"Oh, Minerva! She started a society for 'I Hate Ron Weasley' She hates him!"

"Yes, but It's just not her style" Counted Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, then I bet It was- Draco Malfoy! He has that air of evil and badassness!"

He was being watched intently by Professor Sprout who said "Yes, yes"

Professor Sinistra was saying "Why are there no good- looking male teachers here? Why?" To a consoling Professor Grubbly- Plank.

Filch and Madam Pince had started kissing in another corner.

Mrs Norris was sniffing a sleeping Professor Flitwick close to them.

"Oh! You're all acting like bloody teenagers!" Professor McGonagall shouted

"OOOOOOOOhh!"

"OUT! GET OUT!"

"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO!"

Professor McGonagall closed the door on the lot of them. God, it had been a long day.

This is just basically an intro chapter. More Ron slating next chapter.

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I wrote this at two o'clock in the morning.