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Chapter 10: The Restless Prefects
"Wow!" Lily exclaimed. "Hawwy was a weally nice guy. He made a ball for you and Won."
"Yes, yes, he did." I said. "Don't you want to find out what happens next?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, yeah.what happens next?!" Lily and Joey cried.
Ron and I both looked at Harry in such total shock that our expressions showed that we were practically petrified. We could not believe after not hearing one word pass through his lips that entire day that he had told Dumbledore to arrange a ball just for us!
"Are you serious?" asked Ron in disbelief. "I mean, I know you, but right now I don't think I know who the hell you are!" said Ron throwing his hands up in the air so that a few students from the other houses turned to gaze upon him. Harry smiled slightly at this comment, but nothing compared to his usual giggly self.
"Harry," I said putting my hand over his on the table, "that was the sweetest thing you could have done for us. I know how hard it must be for you. I just want you to know I love you as a best friend, and I always will. Thank you so much! I promise you, you'll turn up at the ball with a date, or my name isn't Hermione Granger!" I concluded.
"What'll your name be if it's not Hermione Granger?" asked Ron confused.
I shook my head. "Figure of speech," I commented in his ear. He blushed as I said this feeling rather stupid.
"Oh," he managed to say as his ears began reddening once again.
Harry had not yet removed his hand from beneath mine and finally said, "Well, I am glad you guys are happy. I hoped you wouldn't turn it down."
Ron and I exchanged a glance. "Turn it down?!" we both exclaimed. "How could we turn it down?" Harry shrugged.
"I wasn't one-hundred percent sure that you guys would take it if you were still mad by the way I overreacted." He said clearly unsure of himself. I smiled at him.
"Harry, for as long as I have known you, I've never stayed mad at you for more than a day! I could never stay mad at you forever!" I said squeezing his hand slightly and then releasing. I knew he did not want me to remove it by the way he tried to grasp my hand once again but then put it down so not to draw attention.
"I'm glad." He said at once. "That's a very comforting thought. I could never forgive myself for the way I acted. I was a total ass," Harry said shaking his head and running his hand through his untidy black hair and giving it a ruffle.
"Harry, you can't be mad at yourself forever, mate," Ron said. "We don't blame you for acting like that. It's all right. I mean, who wouldn't be jealous that another guy had Hermione?" I glared at Ron, knowing that what he had said wasn't what Harry fancied to hear. Harry, no doubt, gave a small sneer. "Well, what I mean is, Harry, you can't blame yourself for acting like that and feel like you are obligated to repaying us for your behavior. We wouldn't care if you hadn't given us a sickle!"
"I know," said Harry frowning, "but I just felt like doing something nice for my two best friends in the whole world, that's all. Besides, everyone in the Gryffindor common room thought it was a good idea.I mean, who doesn't fancy a night full of music, dancing, and of course.food!" Harry said rolling his tongue across his lips and closing his eyes as if dreaming.
"Well, I am glad that it is something that's not just for Ron and I, but for the professors and students as well." I said smiling. "Oh my! We're going to be late for class!" I said in an annoyed tone. "We've already been late this week once for potions; that is not another occurrence that I wish to have be repeated!" The boys nodded in agreement and all together we strode off for class. Our first class of the day was Potions with Professor Snape and the Slytherins. I groaned to myself at this thought. I tried to suppress that thought by thinking of the ball that was soon to be arriving and what I would wear and fix my hair to be. As we strode into the dungeon where all the candles were flickering by the wind from the door, we caught the Slytherins in the corner laughing hysterically over a sheet of parchment. What it was, I did not know, but Snape had not yet entered the dungeon to begin class. A sensation of relief swept over me. Snape had yelled at me in front of the entire class the day before last and I did not wish for it to arise a second time. I advanced to my seat and Harry and Ron took theirs. When the Slytherins saw that we had entered the classroom, Malfoy came lingering over to where I sat and pulled up a chair and sat backwards on it facing me.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I said in a disgusted tone. "I have no pleasure with you being within a foot of me. I shall dare say I wonder why you would want to sit across from a mudblood?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows in curiosity, and I knew why. I had never called myself a mudblood in front of him.
"I'm impressed, Granger," he said. "I never thought you would actually admit what you are and what you'll be forever until you die and go to hell with your filthy mudblood parents!" he spat in my face. I just continued to stare, stabbed in the heart and on the verge of tears but did not let him see it. In the meantime, Ron had slowly risen from his seat behind Draco and tapped him on the shoulder very kindly. Draco turned around and before he could even blink, Ron had socked him in the face. Malfoy fell from his chair and lay unconscious on the floor, blood streaming down from his nose. "DON'T YOU EVER CALL MY GIRLFRIEND A MUDBLOOD AGAIN.OR HER PARENTS! THEY'RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU NASTY 'PURE- BLOOD' TINY GITS WHO HAVE NO BRAINS, OR POWER TO DEFEAT ANYTHING.NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU'RE RELATED TO VOLDEMORT AS YOU SAY! THE ONLY ONES GOING TO HELL ARE THOSE WHO SERVE VOLDEMORT AND HIS FOLLOWERS! YOU COULD BE VOLDEMORT FOR ALL I GIVE A SHIT.BUT YOU WILL NEVER HURT MY GIRLFRIEND OR HER FAMILY IN THE WAY YOU DID SUCH JUST NOW! IF YOU EVER ATTEMPT TO DO THAT AGAIN I WIL SURELY KILL YOU DRACO MALFOY!!" More than half the class had held their breath during Ron's little 'speech' and had hidden themselves under their desks in fear of getting hit or something. He stepped on Malfoy's stomach and came over to me, rage slowly emptying his body. He picked up my chin and looked me in the eyes. Something about his vivid blue eyes soothed me. He said to me in the most serene voice, "Don't you ever admit to that, Hermione. And surely, don't you ever let him get away with calling you something you're not and will never become." I had tears flowing down my cheeks as he said this. "Promise me," said Ron looking determined. I nodded.
"I promise Ronnie. Thanks." I said wiping tears on my cloak. Snape came bursting in the class and Ron pecked me on the cheek with a simple little kiss and hustled back over to his seat. It was the best potions class in a long while.
After dinner I was planning on going to shower before going to sleep. I went in the common room to get my robe and pajamas and then went down to the prefect's bathroom. I tickled the picture with the pear on it and the portrait swung open. I stepped inside the steamy bathroom and removed my clothing. I turned the bubbles on and then sank into the warm waters of the bathtub, which in my opinion, was like a magical pool. After I had finished, I got out and wrapped myself in a towel and was wringing my hair out sideways when I heard footsteps. I quickly covered myself and hid in a corner. 'Who else would be coming in the bathroom at this hour?' I asked myself. I heard a splash and then turned the corner to see a head of fire- red hair swimming beneath the depths of the warm water. I could not believe it. It was Ron. As soon as he plunged down deep again, I hurriedly tried to get myself out of the bathroom unseen when I heard him gasp for air then say, "Hermione?"
I turned around to see him on the edge of the pool with his arms crossed on the side border of the pool and his chin lying upon it. "You didn't think you were really going to go out dripping wet and in only a towel did you?" he asked devilishly.
"I.well," I stuttered. "I didn't expect anyone to be parading around in the hallway looking for me to take my towel, Ron." I said.
"Well, the prefects are parading the hallways looking for trouble so they can give someone a detention or tell someone off. I don't think you would want to be caught by Malfoy in the hallway now did you?" he asked. "He would have loads of fun torturing you if he found you in just a towel in the hallway. I am sure he would have too many opportunities to embarrass you, or even hurt you. I hate to think of some of the nasty things that he could do to you!" said Ron flushing.
"That is true," said Hermione. "I just, well, I didn't, oh fine, I didn't want to be persuaded to do anything in here with you because we're both in a bathroom all alone at night," I said blushing more than I ever had. My heart was thumping so loudly that I thought it might burst.
Ron looked at me with his eyebrow cocked to one side. "I catch your drift. Well, Hermione.believe me, I would love to do 'something' with you, but I know that I am kind enough not to do something that my woman wouldn't approve of."
I looked at Ron with utmost suspicion. Knowing Ron, he would do something that I didn't approve of. I smiled at myself at this thought.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked in wonder.
"I'm just smiling at you, Ron. I know you too well that you would do something even if I wouldn't want to." I said. "Look, before this conversation goes any further, I am going up to bed." I walked to the edge of the pool and kneeled down by Ron and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Goodnight Ron Weasley." I said.
"Goodnight, sugar," he responded. "I'll dream of you."
"I dream of you always." I said, winked, then stood up and turned on my heel to leave. Just as I was about to push open the portrait, Ron called me one more time.
"Em.Hermione?" Ron called. I turned to face him. He had gotten out of the pool standing with a towel just at the spot, and was holding high in the air my pink, sparkly undergarments. "You dropped this," he said blushing. "I, um, didn't know if you needed these tonight, or.well, you know."
"Oh," I said blushing furiously, "thanks, yes, I.um do need them." I strode over to him and tried to reach up for them, when he pulled them higher into the air. He smirked and then to my surprise, he tossed them behind him and they landed in the bubbly water. My face was boiling with nervousness and embarrassment. 'What the hell am I going to do?' I thought to myself. I was nervous because I really liked Ron, and I knew what was up his sleeve, or should I say up his bare-skinned ass.
"You are so going down, RONALD!" I screamed and laughed. Before I knew what was going on, I had pushed Ron into the water and then threw my towel off me and dove in to retrieve my undergarments. I was swimming as fast as I could towards my clothing, and then all of a sudden, they were pulled from down below. "Ron, you are so dead!" I yelled. I dove in feeling around for him, and then suddenly I felt a tug at my waist. He pulled me up to the surface; his arms were secured around me so tight that I could hardly breathe. I had felt something poke me in the back not even wanting to know what it was, but yet knowing anyway. We were standing in shallow water where our feet were touching the ground.
"That was fun," Ron said amused.
"It's not over till I say it is," I said in a harsh voice.
"OOO.I'm so scared! OH NO! MUMMY, HELP ME.MY GIRLFRIEND'S GONNA EAT ME!!!!!"
"THAT'S RIGHT, BUCKO!" I said smiling. I jumped at Ron grabbing him by the neck and pulling him under with me. I felt a leg go right in- between mine and then closed tightly and heard a sort of loud gurgle from beneath the water. We both came up for air.
"Ow! Geez woman! They should put you in Azkaban for torture to your beloved boyfriend!" Ron said shakily.
"Beloved? Ha! The only beloved you're going to get is on our wedding night." I said plunging once more into the warm, comforting waters.
"What?" said Ron scratching his wet head. "God! I don't understand women at all!" He dove in after me. By the tenth time we came up for air, we heard the portrait open once again. We both stopped dead in our tracks.
"Go down against the wall in the shallow end, that way, whoever's entering won't see you.GO!" he whispered desperately. I just swam as fast, but as quietly as I could, to the wall and sank myself so I was not visible.
"WEASLEY?" came a familiar but cold voice.
"Malfoy?" said Ron. "What are you doing in here? Don't you know how to knock?"
"Knock on a portrait, Weasley?" he asked. I giggled at this and tried not to make a sound, for it was rather funny. "Damn, how pathetic could you lesser wizards get?" My face straightened immediately. I hated Malfoy.more like absolute disgust plus loathing.
"Look, whatever!" said Ron. "If you don't mind though, I would prefer not to bathe with another guy watching.especially you filthy Slytherins. For a normal person, such as myself, usually bathe alone."
"Oh, that's interesting, because.um.then may I ask, why are you swimming with a pair of pink sparkly undergarments?" Malfoy drawled, gesturing toward my clothing drifting far in the other end of the pool.
"Oh, that.what?" Ron pretended to not have seen it. "It must have been left here by another prefect before I arrived."
"You're not a very good liar Weasley." Malfoy sneered. "Tell me, WHO IS IN HERE WITH YOU, or should I ask who would want to be in here with you?"
I could not take it any farther. I stood up slowly from behind the wall just enough for Draco to see my face. "I do." I said shaking.
"OH MY GOD! FOR GOD SAKES! THIS IS NOT A MUDBLOOD BATHROOM, IT IS A PREFECT BATHROOM! I'LL MAKE A NOTE TO NEVER COME IN THIS BATHROOM AGAIN. I'LL HAVE FILCH CLEAN IT BEFORE I EVEN ENTER! I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW LOW YOU WOULD GO WEASLEY! SWIMMING WITH A MUDBLOOD IN A PREFECT BATHROOM.ABSOLUTELY FILTHY!!! NEEDN'T SAY MORE.I'M CLEARING OUT!" said Malfoy as he sprinted toward the exit and while looking back the entire way, smashed clear into the portrait's backside and fell!
"GOOD! WE DIDN'T WANT YOU HERE ANYWAY, YOU ASSHOLE! I FORGOT TO MENTION.DON'T TRIP! HAHAHA!!" yelled Ron at the top of his lungs.
"Ron, I think that's enough 'playing' for today.the water's nearly frozen. It's not even hot anymore. I'm going up to bed! It's nearly midnight!"
"Alright!" Ron said breathing heavily.
We both got on our robes and headed back to Gryffindor tower. Harry was in there on the couch talking with Ginny when we arrived, making out actually.
"WHAT THE DEVIL?" Ron gasped, gapping at his sister. Harry and Ginny broke apart.lipstick smudges all over Harry's face.
"GINNY.BED.NOW!" Ron yelled. She just looked at him. "GINNY.DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I SAID GO TO BE-"
"YOU'RE NOT MY MUM, RON! I'M SIXTEEN YEARS OLD! YOU DON'T HAVE TO BABY-SIT ME ANYMORE!!" Ginny yelled fuming.
"Ron, man, it's alright.we were just kissi-"
"NO," said Ron angrily. "I DON'T WANT YOU GUYS KISSING! SHE'S MY SISTER, AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU JUST DO WHATEVER THE HELL YOU FEEL LIKE WITH HER!"
I had to stop this fight. It was going out of control. "Ron.take a breath.she is sixteen. She knows how to take care of herself. She's a grown woman." I said calmly squeezing his arm. He actually stopped yelling.
"Look," he said firmly, "just go to bed." Harry squeezed Ginny's hand and then kissed her on the cheek.
"Off you go," Harry said to her. She simply stared at Ron and didn't as much as even answer Harry.
"IF YOU EVER FEEL THAT YOU ARE ALLOWED TO YELL AT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN RONALD WEASLEY, THEN YOU'D BETTER THINK TWICE AND KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!" she said through gritted teeth. "I AM GOING TO BED JUST FOR YOUR SICK, TWISTED PLEASURE BIG BRO!!! GOODNIGHT!"
Everybody fell so silent that all you could only hear was the crackling of the fire. "I'm going to bed, too," I said. "Goodnight, you two. Promise me you'll keep it down and not wake the others." I kissed Ron on the cheek, still fuming from yelling at Gin, and then went off to bed. I had a feeling that I was not the only one that was going to be sitting up all night.
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Chapter 10: The Restless Prefects
"Wow!" Lily exclaimed. "Hawwy was a weally nice guy. He made a ball for you and Won."
"Yes, yes, he did." I said. "Don't you want to find out what happens next?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, yeah.what happens next?!" Lily and Joey cried.
Ron and I both looked at Harry in such total shock that our expressions showed that we were practically petrified. We could not believe after not hearing one word pass through his lips that entire day that he had told Dumbledore to arrange a ball just for us!
"Are you serious?" asked Ron in disbelief. "I mean, I know you, but right now I don't think I know who the hell you are!" said Ron throwing his hands up in the air so that a few students from the other houses turned to gaze upon him. Harry smiled slightly at this comment, but nothing compared to his usual giggly self.
"Harry," I said putting my hand over his on the table, "that was the sweetest thing you could have done for us. I know how hard it must be for you. I just want you to know I love you as a best friend, and I always will. Thank you so much! I promise you, you'll turn up at the ball with a date, or my name isn't Hermione Granger!" I concluded.
"What'll your name be if it's not Hermione Granger?" asked Ron confused.
I shook my head. "Figure of speech," I commented in his ear. He blushed as I said this feeling rather stupid.
"Oh," he managed to say as his ears began reddening once again.
Harry had not yet removed his hand from beneath mine and finally said, "Well, I am glad you guys are happy. I hoped you wouldn't turn it down."
Ron and I exchanged a glance. "Turn it down?!" we both exclaimed. "How could we turn it down?" Harry shrugged.
"I wasn't one-hundred percent sure that you guys would take it if you were still mad by the way I overreacted." He said clearly unsure of himself. I smiled at him.
"Harry, for as long as I have known you, I've never stayed mad at you for more than a day! I could never stay mad at you forever!" I said squeezing his hand slightly and then releasing. I knew he did not want me to remove it by the way he tried to grasp my hand once again but then put it down so not to draw attention.
"I'm glad." He said at once. "That's a very comforting thought. I could never forgive myself for the way I acted. I was a total ass," Harry said shaking his head and running his hand through his untidy black hair and giving it a ruffle.
"Harry, you can't be mad at yourself forever, mate," Ron said. "We don't blame you for acting like that. It's all right. I mean, who wouldn't be jealous that another guy had Hermione?" I glared at Ron, knowing that what he had said wasn't what Harry fancied to hear. Harry, no doubt, gave a small sneer. "Well, what I mean is, Harry, you can't blame yourself for acting like that and feel like you are obligated to repaying us for your behavior. We wouldn't care if you hadn't given us a sickle!"
"I know," said Harry frowning, "but I just felt like doing something nice for my two best friends in the whole world, that's all. Besides, everyone in the Gryffindor common room thought it was a good idea.I mean, who doesn't fancy a night full of music, dancing, and of course.food!" Harry said rolling his tongue across his lips and closing his eyes as if dreaming.
"Well, I am glad that it is something that's not just for Ron and I, but for the professors and students as well." I said smiling. "Oh my! We're going to be late for class!" I said in an annoyed tone. "We've already been late this week once for potions; that is not another occurrence that I wish to have be repeated!" The boys nodded in agreement and all together we strode off for class. Our first class of the day was Potions with Professor Snape and the Slytherins. I groaned to myself at this thought. I tried to suppress that thought by thinking of the ball that was soon to be arriving and what I would wear and fix my hair to be. As we strode into the dungeon where all the candles were flickering by the wind from the door, we caught the Slytherins in the corner laughing hysterically over a sheet of parchment. What it was, I did not know, but Snape had not yet entered the dungeon to begin class. A sensation of relief swept over me. Snape had yelled at me in front of the entire class the day before last and I did not wish for it to arise a second time. I advanced to my seat and Harry and Ron took theirs. When the Slytherins saw that we had entered the classroom, Malfoy came lingering over to where I sat and pulled up a chair and sat backwards on it facing me.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I said in a disgusted tone. "I have no pleasure with you being within a foot of me. I shall dare say I wonder why you would want to sit across from a mudblood?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows in curiosity, and I knew why. I had never called myself a mudblood in front of him.
"I'm impressed, Granger," he said. "I never thought you would actually admit what you are and what you'll be forever until you die and go to hell with your filthy mudblood parents!" he spat in my face. I just continued to stare, stabbed in the heart and on the verge of tears but did not let him see it. In the meantime, Ron had slowly risen from his seat behind Draco and tapped him on the shoulder very kindly. Draco turned around and before he could even blink, Ron had socked him in the face. Malfoy fell from his chair and lay unconscious on the floor, blood streaming down from his nose. "DON'T YOU EVER CALL MY GIRLFRIEND A MUDBLOOD AGAIN.OR HER PARENTS! THEY'RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU NASTY 'PURE- BLOOD' TINY GITS WHO HAVE NO BRAINS, OR POWER TO DEFEAT ANYTHING.NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU'RE RELATED TO VOLDEMORT AS YOU SAY! THE ONLY ONES GOING TO HELL ARE THOSE WHO SERVE VOLDEMORT AND HIS FOLLOWERS! YOU COULD BE VOLDEMORT FOR ALL I GIVE A SHIT.BUT YOU WILL NEVER HURT MY GIRLFRIEND OR HER FAMILY IN THE WAY YOU DID SUCH JUST NOW! IF YOU EVER ATTEMPT TO DO THAT AGAIN I WIL SURELY KILL YOU DRACO MALFOY!!" More than half the class had held their breath during Ron's little 'speech' and had hidden themselves under their desks in fear of getting hit or something. He stepped on Malfoy's stomach and came over to me, rage slowly emptying his body. He picked up my chin and looked me in the eyes. Something about his vivid blue eyes soothed me. He said to me in the most serene voice, "Don't you ever admit to that, Hermione. And surely, don't you ever let him get away with calling you something you're not and will never become." I had tears flowing down my cheeks as he said this. "Promise me," said Ron looking determined. I nodded.
"I promise Ronnie. Thanks." I said wiping tears on my cloak. Snape came bursting in the class and Ron pecked me on the cheek with a simple little kiss and hustled back over to his seat. It was the best potions class in a long while.
After dinner I was planning on going to shower before going to sleep. I went in the common room to get my robe and pajamas and then went down to the prefect's bathroom. I tickled the picture with the pear on it and the portrait swung open. I stepped inside the steamy bathroom and removed my clothing. I turned the bubbles on and then sank into the warm waters of the bathtub, which in my opinion, was like a magical pool. After I had finished, I got out and wrapped myself in a towel and was wringing my hair out sideways when I heard footsteps. I quickly covered myself and hid in a corner. 'Who else would be coming in the bathroom at this hour?' I asked myself. I heard a splash and then turned the corner to see a head of fire- red hair swimming beneath the depths of the warm water. I could not believe it. It was Ron. As soon as he plunged down deep again, I hurriedly tried to get myself out of the bathroom unseen when I heard him gasp for air then say, "Hermione?"
I turned around to see him on the edge of the pool with his arms crossed on the side border of the pool and his chin lying upon it. "You didn't think you were really going to go out dripping wet and in only a towel did you?" he asked devilishly.
"I.well," I stuttered. "I didn't expect anyone to be parading around in the hallway looking for me to take my towel, Ron." I said.
"Well, the prefects are parading the hallways looking for trouble so they can give someone a detention or tell someone off. I don't think you would want to be caught by Malfoy in the hallway now did you?" he asked. "He would have loads of fun torturing you if he found you in just a towel in the hallway. I am sure he would have too many opportunities to embarrass you, or even hurt you. I hate to think of some of the nasty things that he could do to you!" said Ron flushing.
"That is true," said Hermione. "I just, well, I didn't, oh fine, I didn't want to be persuaded to do anything in here with you because we're both in a bathroom all alone at night," I said blushing more than I ever had. My heart was thumping so loudly that I thought it might burst.
Ron looked at me with his eyebrow cocked to one side. "I catch your drift. Well, Hermione.believe me, I would love to do 'something' with you, but I know that I am kind enough not to do something that my woman wouldn't approve of."
I looked at Ron with utmost suspicion. Knowing Ron, he would do something that I didn't approve of. I smiled at myself at this thought.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked in wonder.
"I'm just smiling at you, Ron. I know you too well that you would do something even if I wouldn't want to." I said. "Look, before this conversation goes any further, I am going up to bed." I walked to the edge of the pool and kneeled down by Ron and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Goodnight Ron Weasley." I said.
"Goodnight, sugar," he responded. "I'll dream of you."
"I dream of you always." I said, winked, then stood up and turned on my heel to leave. Just as I was about to push open the portrait, Ron called me one more time.
"Em.Hermione?" Ron called. I turned to face him. He had gotten out of the pool standing with a towel just at the spot, and was holding high in the air my pink, sparkly undergarments. "You dropped this," he said blushing. "I, um, didn't know if you needed these tonight, or.well, you know."
"Oh," I said blushing furiously, "thanks, yes, I.um do need them." I strode over to him and tried to reach up for them, when he pulled them higher into the air. He smirked and then to my surprise, he tossed them behind him and they landed in the bubbly water. My face was boiling with nervousness and embarrassment. 'What the hell am I going to do?' I thought to myself. I was nervous because I really liked Ron, and I knew what was up his sleeve, or should I say up his bare-skinned ass.
"You are so going down, RONALD!" I screamed and laughed. Before I knew what was going on, I had pushed Ron into the water and then threw my towel off me and dove in to retrieve my undergarments. I was swimming as fast as I could towards my clothing, and then all of a sudden, they were pulled from down below. "Ron, you are so dead!" I yelled. I dove in feeling around for him, and then suddenly I felt a tug at my waist. He pulled me up to the surface; his arms were secured around me so tight that I could hardly breathe. I had felt something poke me in the back not even wanting to know what it was, but yet knowing anyway. We were standing in shallow water where our feet were touching the ground.
"That was fun," Ron said amused.
"It's not over till I say it is," I said in a harsh voice.
"OOO.I'm so scared! OH NO! MUMMY, HELP ME.MY GIRLFRIEND'S GONNA EAT ME!!!!!"
"THAT'S RIGHT, BUCKO!" I said smiling. I jumped at Ron grabbing him by the neck and pulling him under with me. I felt a leg go right in- between mine and then closed tightly and heard a sort of loud gurgle from beneath the water. We both came up for air.
"Ow! Geez woman! They should put you in Azkaban for torture to your beloved boyfriend!" Ron said shakily.
"Beloved? Ha! The only beloved you're going to get is on our wedding night." I said plunging once more into the warm, comforting waters.
"What?" said Ron scratching his wet head. "God! I don't understand women at all!" He dove in after me. By the tenth time we came up for air, we heard the portrait open once again. We both stopped dead in our tracks.
"Go down against the wall in the shallow end, that way, whoever's entering won't see you.GO!" he whispered desperately. I just swam as fast, but as quietly as I could, to the wall and sank myself so I was not visible.
"WEASLEY?" came a familiar but cold voice.
"Malfoy?" said Ron. "What are you doing in here? Don't you know how to knock?"
"Knock on a portrait, Weasley?" he asked. I giggled at this and tried not to make a sound, for it was rather funny. "Damn, how pathetic could you lesser wizards get?" My face straightened immediately. I hated Malfoy.more like absolute disgust plus loathing.
"Look, whatever!" said Ron. "If you don't mind though, I would prefer not to bathe with another guy watching.especially you filthy Slytherins. For a normal person, such as myself, usually bathe alone."
"Oh, that's interesting, because.um.then may I ask, why are you swimming with a pair of pink sparkly undergarments?" Malfoy drawled, gesturing toward my clothing drifting far in the other end of the pool.
"Oh, that.what?" Ron pretended to not have seen it. "It must have been left here by another prefect before I arrived."
"You're not a very good liar Weasley." Malfoy sneered. "Tell me, WHO IS IN HERE WITH YOU, or should I ask who would want to be in here with you?"
I could not take it any farther. I stood up slowly from behind the wall just enough for Draco to see my face. "I do." I said shaking.
"OH MY GOD! FOR GOD SAKES! THIS IS NOT A MUDBLOOD BATHROOM, IT IS A PREFECT BATHROOM! I'LL MAKE A NOTE TO NEVER COME IN THIS BATHROOM AGAIN. I'LL HAVE FILCH CLEAN IT BEFORE I EVEN ENTER! I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW LOW YOU WOULD GO WEASLEY! SWIMMING WITH A MUDBLOOD IN A PREFECT BATHROOM.ABSOLUTELY FILTHY!!! NEEDN'T SAY MORE.I'M CLEARING OUT!" said Malfoy as he sprinted toward the exit and while looking back the entire way, smashed clear into the portrait's backside and fell!
"GOOD! WE DIDN'T WANT YOU HERE ANYWAY, YOU ASSHOLE! I FORGOT TO MENTION.DON'T TRIP! HAHAHA!!" yelled Ron at the top of his lungs.
"Ron, I think that's enough 'playing' for today.the water's nearly frozen. It's not even hot anymore. I'm going up to bed! It's nearly midnight!"
"Alright!" Ron said breathing heavily.
We both got on our robes and headed back to Gryffindor tower. Harry was in there on the couch talking with Ginny when we arrived, making out actually.
"WHAT THE DEVIL?" Ron gasped, gapping at his sister. Harry and Ginny broke apart.lipstick smudges all over Harry's face.
"GINNY.BED.NOW!" Ron yelled. She just looked at him. "GINNY.DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I SAID GO TO BE-"
"YOU'RE NOT MY MUM, RON! I'M SIXTEEN YEARS OLD! YOU DON'T HAVE TO BABY-SIT ME ANYMORE!!" Ginny yelled fuming.
"Ron, man, it's alright.we were just kissi-"
"NO," said Ron angrily. "I DON'T WANT YOU GUYS KISSING! SHE'S MY SISTER, AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU JUST DO WHATEVER THE HELL YOU FEEL LIKE WITH HER!"
I had to stop this fight. It was going out of control. "Ron.take a breath.she is sixteen. She knows how to take care of herself. She's a grown woman." I said calmly squeezing his arm. He actually stopped yelling.
"Look," he said firmly, "just go to bed." Harry squeezed Ginny's hand and then kissed her on the cheek.
"Off you go," Harry said to her. She simply stared at Ron and didn't as much as even answer Harry.
"IF YOU EVER FEEL THAT YOU ARE ALLOWED TO YELL AT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN RONALD WEASLEY, THEN YOU'D BETTER THINK TWICE AND KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT!" she said through gritted teeth. "I AM GOING TO BED JUST FOR YOUR SICK, TWISTED PLEASURE BIG BRO!!! GOODNIGHT!"
Everybody fell so silent that all you could only hear was the crackling of the fire. "I'm going to bed, too," I said. "Goodnight, you two. Promise me you'll keep it down and not wake the others." I kissed Ron on the cheek, still fuming from yelling at Gin, and then went off to bed. I had a feeling that I was not the only one that was going to be sitting up all night.
So.what'd ya think?? Interesting, eh? I think it's a great way to show how Harry's moving on and finally giving Gin what she's always wanted.*winks* lol! Anyways next Chapter is going to be the ball I'm pretty sure, so hopefully I'll have that up soon!! **Please Remember to Review!!** After all, your reviews keep me motivated to keep writing more of this story and other stories as well!! I love all my fans!!
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