Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that JK Rowling has made.
Just Madison, Vince and Brigette. Thank you, come again.
A/N: Sorry, I don't know if I got carried away with Ron's Beautiful Red hair.
Hermione was just about to open the door to her dormitory when she heard whispering.
" Do you think they know?"
" Madison shh. No, I don't. How could they? You haven't told anyone have you?" Brigette asked quietly.
Hermione could not see their faces but she knew Madison had on a guilty look.
"Who did you tell?!" Brigette was outraged.
"Draco.…" Madison said in a quite voice. Brigette didn't say anything. Her feet pounded as she walked over to the door. She opened it and saw Hermione. Brigette shot her a look (She's famous for giving those).
" I didn't hear anything," Hermione answered fast, but she wished she wouldn't have. Brigette ignored her and walked down to the common room. Hermione's palms were sweaty as she entered the dorm. There she saw Madison sitting on her four poster bed crying, her head in her hands.
" Is everything okay?" Hermione words stumbled out of her mouth. Madison jumped and looked up at Hermione with her now red eyes.
"No. Please leave me be, Hermione." Madison said. Hermione wanted to help, but she wanted to tell Harry and Ron what she heard.
"All right. If you need anything Madison, let me know," Hermione stated and saw Madison nod her head.
"Harry! Ron! I have to tell you something!" Hermione yelled across the common room but, stopped as she saw Brigette there sitting next to the two boys. She was playing with Ron's beautiful red hair. Ron jumped up from Brigette's grip.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked. Hermione whispered something in his ear and he called out to Ron.
"We need to talk, Ron come on," Harry said not even looking back at him. The three headed to the great hall to start their conversation.
" Going somewhere Potter? And you're taking a Mudblood and your poor friend too?" Draco Malfoy had appeared right infront of them. " They won't be much help."
Ron was burning with fury. Not because of the insult that Malfoy shot at him but because he called Hermione a Mudblood. Ron stepped up to Draco and grabbed his robes.
"Take it easy, Weasley." Draco chuckled.
"Ron! Stop!" Hermione commanded as Ron realized Draco from his grip.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked, almost as mad as Ron.
" I was wondering if you changed your mind about a deal? Ya know, I have a lot about Madison and her relatives that you, Potter, may just want to know." Draco said with a sly smile.
" What would the deal be?" Harry asked cautiously. Hermione looked up at Harry in fear.
" I want you, Potter, to quit the Quidditch team. Then, I will tell you all you want to know about the Kingstons." Malfoy still had that stupid smile on his face.
" I- I will NOT quit the team." Harry said very seriously.
" Fine, than I- I will NOT tell you," Draco mimicked Harry.
" Harry, tell him you'll quit. Do it!" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
Harry ignored Ron for, he had another plan. Draco left their side, chuckling.
"Vince, May I talk to you alone?" Harry asked the quite boy who was lying on his bed, looking at a picture of a young man and woman.
" We are alone, Harry." Vince said not looking up from the picture. Harry strolled over and sat on Vince's bed. Vince quickly shoved the picture under his bloodstained pillow.
" who was the picture of?" Harry asked curiously.
Vince was quite for a moment. " My parents," He barely even said aloud.
"I bet they can't wait to see you," Harry commented smiling thinking of his own mother anf father.
Vince looked at the floor and then back up at Harry. " They're deceased."
The next few moments were quite awkard. Harry felt so weird that he started to get up and leave.
" Harry! Please stay!" Vince called out. " You're the only one who understands how it feels." Harry was shocked. He hadn't told Vince about his mom and dad. He didn't think that he was famous in EVERY witching country.
" What do you mean?" Harry asked
" Your parents were killed by Voldemort too!" Vince was shaking, looking about like he was going to cry.
A/N: Sorry, I don't know if I got carried away with Ron's Beautiful Red hair.
Hermione was just about to open the door to her dormitory when she heard whispering.
" Do you think they know?"
" Madison shh. No, I don't. How could they? You haven't told anyone have you?" Brigette asked quietly.
Hermione could not see their faces but she knew Madison had on a guilty look.
"Who did you tell?!" Brigette was outraged.
"Draco.…" Madison said in a quite voice. Brigette didn't say anything. Her feet pounded as she walked over to the door. She opened it and saw Hermione. Brigette shot her a look (She's famous for giving those).
" I didn't hear anything," Hermione answered fast, but she wished she wouldn't have. Brigette ignored her and walked down to the common room. Hermione's palms were sweaty as she entered the dorm. There she saw Madison sitting on her four poster bed crying, her head in her hands.
" Is everything okay?" Hermione words stumbled out of her mouth. Madison jumped and looked up at Hermione with her now red eyes.
"No. Please leave me be, Hermione." Madison said. Hermione wanted to help, but she wanted to tell Harry and Ron what she heard.
"All right. If you need anything Madison, let me know," Hermione stated and saw Madison nod her head.
"Harry! Ron! I have to tell you something!" Hermione yelled across the common room but, stopped as she saw Brigette there sitting next to the two boys. She was playing with Ron's beautiful red hair. Ron jumped up from Brigette's grip.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked. Hermione whispered something in his ear and he called out to Ron.
"We need to talk, Ron come on," Harry said not even looking back at him. The three headed to the great hall to start their conversation.
" Going somewhere Potter? And you're taking a Mudblood and your poor friend too?" Draco Malfoy had appeared right infront of them. " They won't be much help."
Ron was burning with fury. Not because of the insult that Malfoy shot at him but because he called Hermione a Mudblood. Ron stepped up to Draco and grabbed his robes.
"Take it easy, Weasley." Draco chuckled.
"Ron! Stop!" Hermione commanded as Ron realized Draco from his grip.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked, almost as mad as Ron.
" I was wondering if you changed your mind about a deal? Ya know, I have a lot about Madison and her relatives that you, Potter, may just want to know." Draco said with a sly smile.
" What would the deal be?" Harry asked cautiously. Hermione looked up at Harry in fear.
" I want you, Potter, to quit the Quidditch team. Then, I will tell you all you want to know about the Kingstons." Malfoy still had that stupid smile on his face.
" I- I will NOT quit the team." Harry said very seriously.
" Fine, than I- I will NOT tell you," Draco mimicked Harry.
" Harry, tell him you'll quit. Do it!" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
Harry ignored Ron for, he had another plan. Draco left their side, chuckling.
"Vince, May I talk to you alone?" Harry asked the quite boy who was lying on his bed, looking at a picture of a young man and woman.
" We are alone, Harry." Vince said not looking up from the picture. Harry strolled over and sat on Vince's bed. Vince quickly shoved the picture under his bloodstained pillow.
" who was the picture of?" Harry asked curiously.
Vince was quite for a moment. " My parents," He barely even said aloud.
"I bet they can't wait to see you," Harry commented smiling thinking of his own mother anf father.
Vince looked at the floor and then back up at Harry. " They're deceased."
The next few moments were quite awkard. Harry felt so weird that he started to get up and leave.
" Harry! Please stay!" Vince called out. " You're the only one who understands how it feels." Harry was shocked. He hadn't told Vince about his mom and dad. He didn't think that he was famous in EVERY witching country.
" What do you mean?" Harry asked
" Your parents were killed by Voldemort too!" Vince was shaking, looking about like he was going to cry.