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The Fifth Year Part 4: He's Back...
Ron couldn't believe it. He had just been making out with his girlfriend of 10 minutes in a puddle in the middle of a hallway when who should show up and ruin this perfectly wonderful moment?
"Gee Weasley, you couldn't have found a room now could you? Ah, that's right, I suppose you figured you couldn't go lower than with getting *involved* with a mudblood like her so you thought why stop now?" Draco Malfoy looked at Hermione and Ron contemptuously. "I wouldn't advertise that to the world if I were you, Weasley."
Ron and Hermione looked around. It seemed as if lunch were over. Hermione turned red from being seen having a makeout moment with Ron with practically the whole school watching them.
Ron felt his face and ears turn red, not from embarrassment, but from anger. Standing up (and sloshing water on Hermione) he prepared to curse Malfoy with his wand. But wait, said a little voice in his head, don't bother, just punch his nose in. So he did.
It was a beautiful punch. Ron's fist landed right on Draco's pointy little nose. Before Draco could get himself together, his nose started to bleed heavily. The crowd gasped. Out of the corner of his eye, Ron saw Harry rushing up, wand in hand.
"Ron-what are you doing?!?!?!" Hermione cried, scrambling to get up too.
"That's what you get, Malfoy! No one wants to listen to what you have to say, so just shut up!" Ron shouted angrily at Draco. How dare Malfoy call Hermione that, again?
Draco's eyes narrowed dangerously. He whipped out his wand and yelled, "Pheatpane!"
Ron tried to duck it, but the curse bounced off the floor onto him. Ron's legs felt as if someone had tied two enormous weights to his legs and was letting them dangle in the air.
"You little..." Ron muttered.
"Ron, need help?" Harry said. Ron shook his head, this time it was between him and Malfoy.
Draco's nose, still spewing out blood, didn't seem to satisfy Ron. He scrunched up his strength and winded up for another punch. But suddenly-he felt a hard grip around his wrist. Ron swirled around. It was Snape.
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Ron sat in Snape's office, silently cursing. How could his life go from being one of the happiest times of his life-to this? It was just his luck. When something good finally happened to him-Draco Malfoy just had to walk by. After Snape had caught them fighting, he had taken 70 points from Gryffindor. Snape then menacingly told Ron to go to his office while he took Draco up to the hospital wing (Crabbe and Goyle were not with him, as they were still eating in the Great Hall). While Snape asked Malfoy if Ron had done anything else to him, Hermione had hastily performed the countercurse to Draco's curse (Snape wouldn't have cared if anything happened to Ron anyway). Before Hermione could say anything, Snape had yelled for Ron to go to his office. Squeezing Hermione's hand, Ron had set off to the dungeons.
"Well, Weasley...start explaining." Snape was back.
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Harry sat in the Gryffindor Common room with Hermione.
"What do you think Snape is doing to him? This is all Malfoy's fault!" Hermione was beyond angry.
"Hermione calm down. It's ok, Snape doesn't hate Ron as much as he hates me. And I've been in trouble with Snape loads of times. I'm still alive, aren't I?"
The edges of Hermione's mouth curved upward a little. Suddenly, her anger was replaced by another feeling...she remembered what it was like to kiss Ron.
"Hermione, uh...what exactly did happen during lunch with you and Ron?" Harry said.
"Hey, I'm not gonna tell you." Hermione Summoned a pillow from a nearby chair and threw it at Harry.
"I guess I'll find out from Ron then." Harry grinned.
Hermione suddenly remembered how Ron usually twisted the truth. And since this was one of those things that guys' usually bragged about...Hermione shuddered. She wouldn't want people asking Ron if he had "gotten any" from Hermione.
"Fine, you talked me in to it." Hermione sighed.
"Wow, that was easy Hermione. Usually I have to threaten you by hiding all your homework before you tell me anything." Harry marveled.
So Hermione told Harry about how Ron told her that he loved her (ooh, Ron wouldn't be able to live that down if Seamus and Dean heard about it), and how they didn't notice when everyone saw them.
Harry made a mental note of asking Ron what really happened. It sounded as if he was getting the watered down version from Hermione.
"Hey, remembered earlier today when Professor Wigglesworth made that prediction about Ron and evil or something?" Harry said.
"Yeah, of course. Ron should watch out for himself. Professor Wigglesworth is highly respected in the Wizarding world, she wouldn't tell us rubbish." Hermione replied.
"Well, in Divination, Professor Trelawney did something weird. She also predicted Ron would be in trouble. She never does that! I always die!" Harry just realized how ridiculous he sounded. Like he was jealous of Ron.
If Hermione noticed, she didn't say anything. "Professor Trelawney's a fake. She tries to act all mystical but she's just trying to get people to believe her."
"Well it isn't working, now is it? Only Lavender and Parvati are part of her little psychic 'cult'." Harry said.
And then, out of nowhere, came a scream and loud explosion, sounding far away.
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5 minutes ago
"Well Weasley, I see that you've been following in Potter's footsteps, thinking that rules are below you...although I must admit, you don't have much of a reason. Dear me, punching fellow classmates is hardly a good thing. You are to serve a Saturday detention in the Potions dungeons." Snape smiled wickedly.
My life sucks thought Ron. Actually it didn't. He had Hermione now, he thought of her and their kiss.
"Weasley! Did you hear me? You are to clean the dungeons without magic."
"Yeah, I heard you, I bet it'll be loads of fun. I can't wait." Ron said irritatedly.
Snape's smug smile suddenly vanished. Just as he was about to unleash some horrible comment, the wall of the office suddenly blew up.
Since Snape was just standing there a second ago, he was knocked unconscious from the flying debris. Dark black smoke escaped from the hole.
Ron clutched his wand. What the hell was happening? He was about to run out of the office to get help, but something stopped him.
A strange, sort of strangled voice issued from the dark hole. "Thank you Severus. You have served your purpose. It is time now. We have who Harry Potter trusts mosts."
Ron was stuck in place. He couldn't move, out of fear.
The voice continued. "It is time," it said again. If it was any other time, Ron would've rolled his eyes. You said that already weirdo. But the voice was sinister and evil. The clouds were thick and Ron couldn't see well. "Imperio."
Ron screamed out loud as he realized what was happening. The voice then commanded, "You are now under my power. You will do exactly as I tell you."
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A/N ugh. I tried making this sorta spooky but I don't think that it worked. You can prolly guess who the voice is, but you never know. Maybe it's someone else...no more hints! Review please! Tell me what you think!