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Severitus - ^_^ Yep. Ron's gonna get it in this chap though. *evil laughter* Oh yes. He will have a very big surprise. And then we'll have Sirius to deal with! *chuckle* I do? COOL! ^^ You have me addicted to A Father's Sin. J
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Chapter 21
**The Fight**
Back in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione was screaming at Ron. He was yelling back at her while Fred and George were cheering them on while Ginny was yelling at them to stop.
Hermione, glaring at Ron and looking like a raging mother wolf, yelled, "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HARRY! YOU JUST PUSHED HIM AWAY LIKE HE WAS MALFOY!!"
Ron bellowed in return, "WELL HE MIGHT AS WELL BE!"
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO ME?"
"YOU SAW HIM!"
"THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE'S A DIFFERENT PERSON!"
Fred grinned at George and said, "Pass the popcorn." (a/n: Oh, I just had to put that line in there) George passed Fred a bucket, which Fred offered to Ginny sitting beside him.
"Want some Gin?"
Ginny turned to glare at the two of them and Fred said, "Okay, nevermind."
The three turned back to the fight, Ginny wishing she could stop them but if anything could fix whatever was going on between Ron and Harry it was Hermione.
Ron glared at Hermione and roared, "YES IT DOES!"
"NO. IT. DOESN'T!! NOW GET OFF YOUR HIGH-HORSE OR I SWEAR I'LL . . . ." Hermione said something that made the four other Gryffindors stare at her.
George blinked. "I didn't know she had it in her."
Ron quickly came back with, "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU HERMIONE? HE'S SNAPE'S SON FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!"
Fred, George, and Ginny immediately sprang to their feet and yelled, "WHAT!"
Hermione bellowed, "IS THAT WHAT THIS IS ABOUT? WELL, WHAT IF YOU WERE IN HARRY'S POSITION? DO YOU THINK HE WOULD ABANDON YOU? NO! BECAUSE HE'S NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON!" She promptly punched him in the jaw and snarled, "And you're beginning to act like Wormtail." With that she turned, anger in every line, and stormed out of the common room.
Ginny glared at her brother then went after Hermione while Fred and George went quickly over to Ron, asking what was going on.
Ron shoved them away, growling, "I'm going to bed." As he went up the stairs to the boy's dorm he rubbed at his jaw, all the while thinking that Hermione had been right.
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Hermione stormed off down the halls, her shoulders shaking with anger. She was so mad at Ron she could have cursed him for a whole month and still not have gotten all her rage out.
"Hermione!"
Hermione didn't slow down as Ginny ran up behind her, panting. The red-haired girl asked, "What was that all about?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay. See you later then."
Hermione's only response was a growl and she continued down the hall. Ginny turned and headed back towards the common room, looking back at the older girl as she went.
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Hermione walked around the school aimlessly, trying to get the anger out of her system. Then she ran into Draco Malfoy.
Draco smirked and said, "Well, if it isn't the Mudblood. Shouldn't you be in bed little Mudblood?"
Hermione glared at him and growled, "Don't mess with me Malfoy."
Draco gave a fake little shiver. "Ooo, scary."
Hermione promptly turned around and decked him. As she glared down at him writhing in pain on the floor, clutching at his nose, she hissed in a singsong voice, "I warned you."
Turning on a heel she began to walk off. Then . . .
"Petrificus totalus!"
Hermione found herself on the floor before she could react. Draco stood above her, his wand in his right hand. His nose was tilted at an odd angle and one eye was blackening.
Hermione would have smirked if she could have.
Draco leaned down and hissed, "You'll regret that Mudblood." With that he shoved his wand into his robes and punched her in the face. He continued with that, moving to other parts occasionally.
Just as he had twisted her arm sharply to the side Hermione heard an angry howl and something, no someone, tackled Draco. Someone tall with long black hair.
Harry.
A second later someone was kneeling at Hermione's side, waving a wand frantically over her. Hermione saw it was Saerry Snape muttering different things under her breath. Finally Saerry yelled, "Harry! What's the counter spell?"
There was a sound of bone hitting flesh and a high-pitched scream then a voice growled, "It's . . hold on . ." Bone snapped suddenly and the scream rang out again. Hermione recognized it as Draco. The same voice then snarled, "Stupefy!"
Harry's face came into view a second later and he muttered the counter spell. Hermione immediately pulled Harry into a hug. He froze for a moment then wrapped his arms around her, careful to avoid her hurt arm. He and Saerry helped her to her feet and that's when Hermione saw Draco, laying crumpled on the floor, knocked unconscious. His nose was now nothing but a bloody mass of flesh on his face and she could see one of his arms was twisted under him at an odd angle.
Hermione looked up at Harry, who still had one arm wrapped around her, and saw hate sparking in his green eyes as he looked at Malfoy. Saerry had the same look in her eyes as she walked over and nudged him with her foot. Draco whimpered in response.
Harry looked down at Hermione then reached up and gently touched a bruise purpling on the side of her face. "Bastard." He glared at the bruise then scowled at Draco's unconscious form. "I should have killed him."
Hermione shook her head and whispered, "No Harry, it was all my fault. I was mad at Ron."
"And Malfoy got in the way."
Hermione nodded and Harry gave her a grave look. Then he smiled and said, "That was some punch you gave him. Much better that the slap."
Hermione blushed scarlet as Saerry walked back over to them and said, "We should get him up to the hospital wing." She scowled at Malfoy then asked, "You alright Hermione?"
Hermione nodded and leaned against Harry, who stiffened then relaxed. He idly waved his wand at Draco, who floated into the air and drifted down the hall towards the hospital wing, they walking behind him with Saerry behind them, a knowing smile on her face.
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As they walked into the hospital wing they saw Madam Pomfrey closing the curtains around Snape's bed. When she saw them she narrowed her eyes and asked, "What happened?"
Saerry did the explaining again as Harry dropped Draco roughly onto a bed then eased Hermione into the one next to his father. She glanced at the curtains then looked at him and asked, "Is that . .?"
Harry nodded. "Yea."
Hermione nodded and lay back on the bed, wincing slightly from pain in her arm.
Madam Pomfrey quickly bustled over to her and clicked her tongue several times as she examined Hermione's bruises. She looked at the two of them and said, "Malfoy did all this?" When they nodded she shook her head sadly, muttering something about like father like son, then set about to healing the bruised. When she was done she tried to usher Harry and Saerry out of the room but the two of them glared at her, as if daring her to try and make them leave. She glared back at them then gave Hermione a sleeping potion before moving over to Draco.
Harry and Saerry settled down in chairs between Hermione and Snape, watching the two of them and waiting for them to wake. They talked for most of the night, Harry telling Saerry about his horrible aunt, cousin, and uncle (Saerry muttered something about getting them back for mistreating her nephew) and told her all about his adventures at Hogwarts. She in turn told him why she knew next to nothing about magic and went into great detail about her life in the Forbidden Forest. Harry had shivered at the thought but as Saerry was a werewolf, it probably wasn't so bad for her.
At around three in the morning Harry dropped off in his chair. Saerry laid a blanket over her nephew and brushed his dark hair back from his face, noticing how much he looked like her and Severus with someone else mixed in who she guessed was his mother, Lily.
She sat awake all night, watching them.