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Chapter 10-More and More Visits

            Padma floated towards the bathroom, and as she was floating away, Professor Dumbledore stopped her immediately. "Ahh, Ms. Patil. How are you doing? I am so terribly sorry of what Mr. Weasley did, he would be expelled for a week and we will ask him to pay a fair amount of money. Where do you plan to go?"

Padma sighed. "I'm going to be living with Myrtle. Is it also possible if I could live in portraits every now and then?" she asked.

Dumbledore chuckled. "If you really want to do that, Ms. Patil. Could I ask you to do a favor?" he looked at her with a grin. Padma nodded.

            "Sure."

            "I would like to ask you if you would kindly continue your job as a prefect, roaming the corridors and taking points off children who misbehave."

            "I'd love to!" she exclaimed. "You know I take this prefect business seriously! But I was also wondering if you could contact my family." She said softly.

            "Of course. Thank you for speaking to me. I understand if you have some… duties you want to accomplish?" he asked.

            "Yes, sir." And with that, Padma went to the Hufflepuff area of Hogwarts and patrolled the corridors there.


            "Ah, fuck it! What the hell was I thinking, apologizing to that slut?" Ron mentally thought to himself. He walked to the Gryffindor common room, to find Harry and Draco Malfoy speaking in hushed whispers while playing Wizards' Chess. "Malfoy!" Ron said out loud. Draco turned his head slightly to Ron, and then continued speaking to Harry.

            "HARRY!" he shouted. Harry turned around.

            "What?" he asked in a bitter tone.

            "What's he doing here?" he spat.

            "What do you think I'm doing, Weasel? I'm playing Chess with Harry," Draco answered.

            "Get out of the common room!" Ron said.

            "No. Harry is Head Boy and only he could order me out. Would you want to do that Harry?" he asked, turning back his head to Harry.

            "No," Harry answered, with a grin on his face as he peered over to Ron. "Ron, why don't you go apologize to Hermione? She's still in the hospital wing. You injured her hand, just wanted to tell you that."

            "I know that. I'm not stupid!" Ron spat. And then, Ron stormed off to his room where he started masturbating under the covers.

            "So… what do you think is going to happen to Padma?" Draco asked. Harry had just explained what had happened to Padma Patil and Ron's new behavior after Draco confessed he liked Hermione.

            "I think she'll continue living in Hogwarts. You know, like the ghosts we have in this school," Harry answered as he moved his bishop.

            "Ah, check!" Draco said as he moved his queen.

            Harry quickly moved his knight.

            "Not anymore!"

            Draco continued moving his queen and Harry continued blocking it until Draco won the game. "Gods! Everybody is better than me. That's something you cannot beat me in, Malfoy!" Harry said.

            "Yes, I have my strengths and weaknesses and you just discovered one of my strengths."

            "Hey, you wanna go visit Herm?" Harry asked.

            Draco nodded his head and they walked calmly to the Hospital Wing, where they were discussing Quidditch techniques.

            'I might as well make a new friend now that I've just lost one,' Harry thought to himself as they entered the big doors of the infirmary Hermione was staying in.

            Hermione was reading a wizards action book when suddenly the doors of the infirmary opened and she saw the familiar jet black hair and … blonde hair? She quickly rubbed her eyes and stared as the two made their way towards her bed.

            "Hi Hermione. I took Malfoy here to see you. He said he missed you." Harry said jokingly.

            "Hi Hermione," Draco said.

            "Hi Harry, Draco. Where's Ron?"

            "Since when did you care about that asshole?" Harry said annoyed. "He's been such a git ever since the incident over the summer."

            "I'm sorry about your father, Hermione." Draco said.

            "That's okay. Thanks for visiting."

            Then Harry pulled out of his pocket a 'Get Well' card and then left to go to dinner, leaving the two teens alone. Draco sat on her bed, staring at her beautiful cinnamon eyes.

            "So… how are you feeling?" he asked.

            "Fine. I'm better now. My hand still hurts and I don't think I'll be able to write for a couple of day though. That Pomfrey woman is such a bitch sometimes. She won't let me go! And I'm bored as hell," Hermione answered. Then Draco laughed and pulled out a small stuffed bear from his pocket.

            "Here. I got that for you."

            "Aww. That's so sweet. Thank you." She said.

            "Well, I better be going. I mean, I'm hungry. If you need food, contact  Harry or me. We'll bring some up for you," he said and then left too.

            After a couple of minutes, the doors burst open. And in came Ron with his ridiculous red hair and ugly freckles. He strolled over to Hermione's bed.

            "Hi, Herm." He said.

            Hermione was so shocked. "Hey Ron." She said.

            "Well how are you?" he said, his voice sounding as if he didn't mean it.

            "I'm fin-." Ron slapped her hard on the face.

            "What's the matter?" he snapped. "Afraid your new 'friend' Malfoy isn't going to be able to help you?" he said.

            "You bastard!" she spat at him. "You should know better than to pick fights with girls. Especially those who are smaller than you."

            Ron laughed. "Nah! I enjoy torturing them. Now let me get this straight… if Draco Malfoy can take you in his bed why can't I?" and then he kissed Hermione. Thankfully, she didn't kiss him back. Instead, she quickly got out of bed and kicked his dick.

            "Go to hell, you ugly ass Weasel!" she screamed, and then ran to the Great Hall to join Harry even though she was in the hospital clothes.

            "Harry!" Hermione panted as she made her way towards the Gryffindor table. "Harry!"

            "What's wrong, Hermione?" he asked while cleaning his glasses.

            "URGH!" she said.

            "What?" he demanded.

            "Fucking Ron!" she hissed under her breath. Harry put on his puzzled face. 'Did she just say fuck?' he thought. 'Mental note to self- she isn't that much of a bookworm anymore, is she?'

            "What did he do to you," he said coming out of his stupid thoughts.

            "Asshole!" she muttered.

            "Did he rape you?" his voice suddenly got serious.

            "Thank fucking god, no!"

            "Then what did he do?"

            "Kissed my precious lips with his dirty mouth." She spat again.

            'What's wrong with that? I mean, at least he didn't touch her or anything…' Harry thought.

            "Alright. If you want we'll go beat him up. Every single Gryffindor… especially Parvati is going to help us fight against that bastard. Right guys?" he called over to his shoulder. And every Gryffindor chorused "Hell yes!".

            Hermione smiled and calmly sat down next to him. She started eating… she has been so hungry. Madam Pomfrey's food taste like shit.