"HERMIONE!"
Ron had bellowed across the underground chamber as he watches Hermione fall to the ground on hands and knees only to throw-up immensely on the floor. She gags and coughs dry heaves. He wasn't quite sure what made her vomit so, but Malfoy was standing behind her with that oh-so-popular malicious grin on his face. Harry, Hermione, and himself were on another trail of evil in their life at Hogwarts. Hermione had left the common room earlier then they had, leaving a note with directions where to find her. She had located the secret lair where they suspected someone was making illegal potions that was slowly poisoning the whole school. Harry and Ron had just arrived in the chamber, which was hidden underneath a griffon statue on the 5th floor, third wing on your right; and thought they had got there too late.
"You finally come, Potter. I was waiting for you, not this mudblood. Taught her a good lesson, don't you think." Malfoy rambles. Hermione's breath was getting a little unsteady and she was only coughing up more blood. She finally falls back on her knees and hugs her stomach.
Harry starts to run forward, shortly followed by Ron. "What did you do to her, Malfoy!" Harry yells. He whips out his wand and gets ready to throw any curse he could at Malfoy.
Malfoy was quicker and sent both Harry and Ron on their back-sides twenty feet away. "I congratulate you on finding my little sanctuary, Potter. Too bad Granger found it first." Malfoy takes out a torch that was hanging on the wall. He makes a blow over Hermione's head with the handle and she falls to the floor unconscious.
Harry and Ron get clumsily to their feet. "You'll pay for everything you've done to her! I'll kill you." Ron says.
Malfoy laughs at him and grabs Hermione's robes by the scruff. He starts to drag her along as he pushes a secret switch on the wall to open a door. "I'd like to see you try."
The door closes and Malfoy and Hermione disappear behind it. Harry dashes to the wall and tries pushing the switch. It didn't work. He pounded on the wall a few times, but nothing prevailed. The vomit was starting to make the small square room smell. Ron turned to leave up the skinny staircase that took them down.
"Don't go yet, Ron. We still might be able to get through!" Harry bangs on the wall some more.
"It's no use, Harry. Malfoy got her." Ron sadly admits. "I just feel bad that we couldn't save her when we had the chance."
"I know how you feel," Harry leans up against the wall the regain his breath. "But that's not the way to look at it! We can still save her."
"But who knows what Malfoy is doing to her, Harry!?" Ron yells. "Who knows! But I do know something. If I ever see that bastard again, I am going to pound the living shit outta him."
He turns and finally leaves up the steps with Harry behind him at his own slow pace. Harry was mad about Malfoy's success. He was furious. But somehow, he just knew that Ron was angrier then he was. Harry knew that Ron could have a foul mouth at times, it was nothing new. He just said it with such enthusiasm, you could tell he was going to keep that promise. Ron goes to bed immediately, Harry joins him about five minutes later. When Harry got up to the dormitories, Ron had already pulled all the curtains around his bed, wanting to be alone. Harry did the same.
"Damn." Ron whispers to himself in the middle of the night.
"Damn." Harry agrees.
"What did we do wrong, Harry?" Ron asks quietly.
"Huh?"
"Why does Malfoy hate us so much? Just because we hate him?" Ron finishes.
"I guess." Harry rolls over and tries to get some sleep, mostly because none was coming to him and he had a Transfiguration test tomorrow. "Don't worry, Ron. We'll get Hermione back."
Ron doesn't say another word until morning.