A/N Sorry about the long wait, but I just didn't feel like writing. Also my internet has been down so writing wouldn't have meant anything anyway. 'Cause without the internet it's REALLY hard to post.

Chapter VI Yearning the Sword

'Oh my God, I just saw Draco Malfoy nude.' That was all Harry could think as he walked slowly to his bed and sat down. Harry was so shocked he could only sit there for several minutes. Then Draco came in, and he did not have that luxury anymore.
"What was that all about Potter," demanded Draco. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking when you enter a lavatory, or did those muggles not teach you manners?"
"It's not like I wanted to see you like that. I didn't know where the door led. And have you ever heard of locking a door. It does help prevent things like that."
"Oh so I'm going to need a locked door to get privacy from you?"
"Fuck off Malfoy. I'm going to bed before I'm scarred again."
"If I repulse you so much why did it take you a full minute to shut the door?"
Harry let the conversation drop. He didn't care anymore. Harry decided that if he just went on and ignored Malfoy they might get through this without a professor. Harry did not want to involve professors in this. Especially if they started asking how things started.

~*~

Harry decided it would be prudent to leave early for lunch, so he left an hour before normal. When he arrived at the Great Hall he found that again he was not the first to arrive. Apparently many people had decided that it would be better to leave their dorm mates alone rather than chance any unfortunate incidents, like death. Harry wished he had been that smart, maybe he wouldn't have been in this situation now.
"Oi, Harry! Where ya been mate? We thought you'd be back as soon as you found your room. Did Malfoy do something? Should we go back and teach old Ferret Face a lesson?" Ron said all this very quickly and when he was through Harry was still trying to understand his words.
"Er, no. Malfoy did not do anything. I just decided to come early and see how your roommate was. So, how was he?"
"I didn't stick around to find out. As soon as I got past the portraits and saw that my things were all right I made a b-line here."
"Wish I'd done that. I had to stay and see that show."
"Huh?"
"Er. nothing, never mind," Harry said as Hermione walked up behind him.
"That insufferable..UGH!"
"Enjoying quality time with your roommate 'Mione," Ron asked stupidly.
Hermione took a moment to compose herself. "THAT LITTLE BITCH CAME IN AND TOLD ME! ME! TO KEEP MY 'MUDBLOOD' GERMS OFF OF HER PRECIOUS THINGS!!! AS IF HER 'THINGS' WEREN'T CONTAMINATED ENOUGH WITH THE KIND OF GHASTLY GERMS SHE CARRIES.THEN THAT CHEAP SLYTHERIN SLUT THREW ME OUT OF OUR ROOM SO THAT SHE COULD GET SOME -GET THIS- 'BEAUTY REST.' THAT BITCH COULD SLEEP FOR A THOUSAND YEARS AND STILL BE AN UGLY HAG. "SHE'S LUCKY I DIDN'T TRY OUT THE NEW CURSES I LEARNED LAST NIGHT. BECAUSE I THINK SHE WOULD LOOK PRETTY SILLY AS A BALL OF FLUFF, AND I DON'T THINK SHE WOULD LIKE TO SPEND THE REST OF HER BREIF EXISTANCE INSIDE OUT!"
Harry took a moment to sit in aw of this new facet of Hermione's personality. "So things didn't go well I take it."
"No Harry things did not go well," Hermione said sweetly. "Now do you remember where I put the baseball bat last year?"
"Um, yes."
"Good. Fetch the bat Harry. Go on now. You can do it."
Harry stood and backed away from Hermione. "Uh-uh last time we did that I ended up in the hospital wing for two days!"
"Oh come on. Where's you sense of adventure?"
"I think you beat it out of me last year."
"Uh guys? What are you talking about?" Ron asked. "Hermione you never beat up Harry with a baseball bat, and you barely even know what a baseball bat is, let alone how to swing one."
Hermione sometimes wondered how Ron was still alive. She found it easiest just to use small words and simple sentences. "Ron. IT. WAS. A. JOKE."
They waited. "Ohhh."

A/N Again I'm sorry but my internet is down. About Ron being an idiot. I know people like that. Several in fact.