A/N: The story picks up right after Harry and Ron left the Hospital
Wing.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except Thea Brighton.
"Weasly." A deep, all to familiar voice called out from down the hall. "Weasly." Ron had no desire to turn around and face the taunts of Draco Malfoy. But as Malfoy and is goons Crabbe and Golye caught up, Ron slowed and turned around. "Weasly. Did you actually call Granger a Mudblood." "Yes. Now get the hell away from me." "Well, congratulations. You finally realized what a vile creature you were dating." "Go away." "Just one question first. You have bruises all over your body. Did little Hermione beat you up?" "No. Harry did." A look of excitement swarmed over Malfoy's Pale face. "Potter? Fought you?" And in a moment of anger Ron proceeded to tell Malfoy the entire story including his fling with Thea. Malfoy had a smile on his face. "Wow. I didn't know you had it in you, Weasly. It sounds like you could use a drink. Crabbe, Goyle go to my stash." A few moments later the two returned with four butterbears. Then the group advanced to the Quiditch Field and drank in peace. ********************************One Month Later******************** "Harry?" Harry looked at his radiant looking girlfriend. She had been sitting with her head on his chest but had sat up to speak. "Harry. I was thinking. I haven't really seen Ron around since, you know, the. incident." "So?" Harry answered making it very obvious that he did not care. Hermione picked up on the hint and laid her head back down. They sat there in silence for quite a while until the door opened. Ron stepped in and seeing him Hermione sat up, hitting her head on Harry's chin. She yelped in pain while rubbing her head. Ron let out a snort of laughter and climbed the stairs to the boy's dormitory without saying a word. "Well. That was awkward." Hermione said still rubbing her head. "Yeah. It's like your embarrassed to be with me." "What?" Ron was sitting on his bed laughing. He could hear Harry and Hermione screaming at each other. He loved to see them in angst. Malfoy would love to hear about this. ****************************************************************** Hermione was in her dorm crying. She hated fighting with Harry. She knew she was having trouble with Ron. But Harry had to understand how embarrassing it was when Ron saw them together. Harry was just so selfish and stubborn sometimes. She was being foolish. Hermione stood up and wiped the tears from her face. She went back down to the common room where Harry was pacing insanely and talking to himself. "Harry?" "Hermione. I am so sorry. I just get so frustrated with this whole Ron thing." "I know. I just think that he does this stuff on purpose." "No. Ron isn't like that." "I don't know. You know he is friends with Malfoy now?" "No." Ron was correct. Draco was very pleased to hear how he got Harry and Hermione fighting again. "Screaming? That is wonderful." "Yes. I know." "Oh Ron. My dad and I have something for you and your family." "Really?" Draco reached behind him and pulled out a black bag. When he placed it in Ron's hands, Ron knew what it was. It was money. A whole lot of it. "Anyway, dad thought you would be pleased to see that. He also was wondering if you would like to come and spend the holidays with us. "I don't know if my mum would like that. Wait! You could come to my house." **********************A week later********************************** It was breakfast and the owls had just made their routine drop. Hermione entered the room very late with a blissful look on her face. "Harry. Mum and dad want you to come home with me for the holidays." "Really?" Harry of course said yes and gave Hermione a peck on her cheek.
"Weasly." A deep, all to familiar voice called out from down the hall. "Weasly." Ron had no desire to turn around and face the taunts of Draco Malfoy. But as Malfoy and is goons Crabbe and Golye caught up, Ron slowed and turned around. "Weasly. Did you actually call Granger a Mudblood." "Yes. Now get the hell away from me." "Well, congratulations. You finally realized what a vile creature you were dating." "Go away." "Just one question first. You have bruises all over your body. Did little Hermione beat you up?" "No. Harry did." A look of excitement swarmed over Malfoy's Pale face. "Potter? Fought you?" And in a moment of anger Ron proceeded to tell Malfoy the entire story including his fling with Thea. Malfoy had a smile on his face. "Wow. I didn't know you had it in you, Weasly. It sounds like you could use a drink. Crabbe, Goyle go to my stash." A few moments later the two returned with four butterbears. Then the group advanced to the Quiditch Field and drank in peace. ********************************One Month Later******************** "Harry?" Harry looked at his radiant looking girlfriend. She had been sitting with her head on his chest but had sat up to speak. "Harry. I was thinking. I haven't really seen Ron around since, you know, the. incident." "So?" Harry answered making it very obvious that he did not care. Hermione picked up on the hint and laid her head back down. They sat there in silence for quite a while until the door opened. Ron stepped in and seeing him Hermione sat up, hitting her head on Harry's chin. She yelped in pain while rubbing her head. Ron let out a snort of laughter and climbed the stairs to the boy's dormitory without saying a word. "Well. That was awkward." Hermione said still rubbing her head. "Yeah. It's like your embarrassed to be with me." "What?" Ron was sitting on his bed laughing. He could hear Harry and Hermione screaming at each other. He loved to see them in angst. Malfoy would love to hear about this. ****************************************************************** Hermione was in her dorm crying. She hated fighting with Harry. She knew she was having trouble with Ron. But Harry had to understand how embarrassing it was when Ron saw them together. Harry was just so selfish and stubborn sometimes. She was being foolish. Hermione stood up and wiped the tears from her face. She went back down to the common room where Harry was pacing insanely and talking to himself. "Harry?" "Hermione. I am so sorry. I just get so frustrated with this whole Ron thing." "I know. I just think that he does this stuff on purpose." "No. Ron isn't like that." "I don't know. You know he is friends with Malfoy now?" "No." Ron was correct. Draco was very pleased to hear how he got Harry and Hermione fighting again. "Screaming? That is wonderful." "Yes. I know." "Oh Ron. My dad and I have something for you and your family." "Really?" Draco reached behind him and pulled out a black bag. When he placed it in Ron's hands, Ron knew what it was. It was money. A whole lot of it. "Anyway, dad thought you would be pleased to see that. He also was wondering if you would like to come and spend the holidays with us. "I don't know if my mum would like that. Wait! You could come to my house." **********************A week later********************************** It was breakfast and the owls had just made their routine drop. Hermione entered the room very late with a blissful look on her face. "Harry. Mum and dad want you to come home with me for the holidays." "Really?" Harry of course said yes and gave Hermione a peck on her cheek.