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Ruddy Pumpkinhead thought Ron, Mr I'm The Best Seeker thinks he can just waltz in here when our friends and family are dead and while me and my girlfriend are kissing...
"Hermione?" Viktor asked. "Vhy?" His question made her speechless, so Ron answered for her.
"You what? Do you know what I don't get?" Ron was beginning to shake with anger "It's the fact that you Viktor – bloody Krum – said to be the best seeker in the world – can't even bother to help the good side out in fighting Voldermort and his Death Eaters and you know what's worst? You don't even have the decency to wait after me and my girlfriend – Miss Hermione Granger – had finished being happy together for you to ask her if she is all right."
Viktor tried to speak but no words came out. Ron turned and so did Hermione leading to go to the Common Room, but just before Ron completely turned his back he said, "And you know what? Harry Potter is the BEST seeker in the world."
Hermione and Ron continued walking up the Grand Staircase, until Viktor finally got the Seeker insult in his head – which is full of sawdust – and ran after them. Ron made sure Viktor could see that his arm was around Hermione's waist – protectively.
"Hey!" Viktor yelled. They continued walking... "Hey!" He shouted again, this time turning Ron violently around and knocking Hermione out the way. Ron smirked, He's not going to do it, and to Ron's confusion he did.
Viktor threw a right hook, it hit Ron in the face. Ron contorted and doubled over in pain. He felt moisture from his nose, blood. Ron stood up straight and laughed at Viktor, blood dripping into his mouth.
"Man, you sure know how to pack a punch, well you should know all about getting into bust ups, what with hanging out with Death Eaters and all - Igor Karkaroff." Said Ron.
Viktor grunted, taking a another swing at Ron, he dodged it by an inch. Then Viktor took his wand out, threatning to kill...
A hysterical scream sounded.
Hermione stood between them, they both towering over her. "Stop it, both of you stop it." She saw the end to the fight. She turned and briskly walked to the Common Room, Ronald Weasley in tow.
"Hungarian Horntail," Hermione said to the Fat Lady and the door swung open. They both stepped inside. "What were you trying to prove? Who has the higher level in testosterone? Well, guess what – you're both tied for First Place."
"Look, I was trying to protect you, he would have took a swing at you." Ron replied.
"Protecting me? Or protecting your ego?" Hermione snapped and turned her back, stifling a cry.
"I'm sorry, Hermione." Ron said, "I promise I won't do it again. Just remember I love you."
Whoa deep. I enjoyed making this chapter - it had a wit about it. Sorry I haven't put this online sooner - I've had tons of homework. Thanks for reading this. If you more, please review... :)