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Chapter 4-Fights, Fighting and even more Shouting

When they arrived at Hogwarts, she growled in disgust at the Great Hall when Dumbledore announced Head Boy/Girl.

"I'd like to take some time to announce Head Boy/Girl. I'm all sure you would all want to find out. Alright, Head Girl is Ms. Hermione Granger." Hermione stood up and waited for the applause to die down from Gryffindor, especially. "And Head Boy is, another Gryffindor! Harry Potter!" Harry stood up while lots of boys patted his back..

"You're with that bitch?" cried Ron as Harry stood back down. Hermione had great ears, even though they were at least ten feet apart and started eavesdropping.

"Ron, the thing that happened with your mum-," started Harry.

"Don't you DARE say anything! How can you be on her side? That filthy Mudblood. No wonder Slytherin hates her so much," Ron roared at Harry.

At that Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She stood up and went to Ron. "Ron, may I speak to you in private? Actually, no! Bring Harry," she corrected. Ron grumbled as he held a chicken leg while the 'well known trio' went out the doors of the Great Hall.

"What do you want, Hermione?" Harry asked in a friendly way.

"RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU SAY THOSE THINGS. YOU KNOW NONE OF THEM WERE TRUE!" exclaimed Hermione as she slapped Ron twice.

"Ah!" cried Ron as the pain reduced. "That hurt! You're going to pay for it!" Ron tried tackling Hermione but Harry broke them apart.

"What are you thinking? Hermione, I don't want to take points off from you, but Ron. 20 points from OUR OWN HOUSE because you fought a student. And a student who was your BEST FRIEND. And a student who is a GIRL! Your ego must be very big," Harry said quietly.

"Ron, go inside. Harry and I have some dances to plan," Hermione said, not looking at Ron.

Ron Weasley went back inside the Great Hall, covering the blood that Hermione drew upon.

"Harry. Did you get my letters?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah," mumbled Harry.

"What's that?" she said standing closer to him.

"YES!"

"Okay," a small grin approaching her face. "Do you believe me, or Ron?" she asked.

"I don't know, Hermione. You are my best friend. And he is, too. You know how he gets."

"Fine, take his side. Don't believe me, because you know all of you don't." Hermione quickly grabbed her robes and walked away.

Harry looked at Hermione, the girl he loved ever since the Yule Ball. Whose side he should take? He still didn't know.