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After stuffing himself silly with food at dinner, Ron was finally ready to get back to the common room and have a nice long sleep. He and Ginny walked back to the common room together, Ginny helping Ron up a few of the stairs. When they got inside of the common room, Ron was about to flop onto the couch when he noticed that someone was already there, that someone being Emily.
"Why aren't you already gone to bed?" Ron asked bending down in front of her.
"That's a place I could go to right now, See you guys in the morning," Ginny said yawning and walked up to her dormitory.
"You ready?" Ron asked Emily.
Just then Ron noticed that Emily had tears falling down her cheeks and her hands shaking like crazy. He quickly grabbed Emily and demanded what had happened.
"I t-t-tried to h-h-help him but he said, he said... he didn't need me anymore!" Emily said before braking down into tears.
"Who said that?" Ron asked with concern.
"Paul," Emily said sniffling.
Ron smiled and said, "What would Paul know? He's just going through a ruff time at the moment; he wouldn't know what he's talking bout."
Emily gave one last sniffle and looked up into Ron's eyes and smiled broadly.
"You know just the right words to say," Emily said and pulled Ron into a hug.
"Well, I leant early," Ron said hugging her back.
They broke apart and stared into each others eyes. Ron leant down and gave her a kiss then broke it apart again.
"We best get to bed, big day tomorrow," Ron said.
Emily giggled and said, "If you insist upon it!"
Ron helped Emily off the couch and walked her up the stairs and when they reached the top, they bid their goodbyes to each other.
"See you in the morning baby," Emily said and went inside her dormitory.
Ron smiled stupidly and waved when he door closed.
"Yeah, see you," he said and turned to go o his dormitory.
He opened his dormitory door, not concentrating on where he was going and happened to bump into someone after he turned around.
"Gee sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going," Ron said trying to find the person's hand to help them up.
Ron found one of the person's hands and helped them off the floor. As the person rose into the moonlight, Ron noticed that the person he had indeed knocked over was in fact his worst enemy at the moment, Harry Potter.
"Thanks Ron," Harry said once fully up straight.
"Oh god, I shoulda left you down there!" Ron said backing away from Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes and said quietly, "Ron, this isn't the time for your little tantrums."
"Little tantrums?! I don't have lit-!" Ron started before 'Harry cut him off by putting his hand over Ron's mouth.
"Shut up, people sleeping!" Harry hissed at Ron.
Ron threw Harry's hand off his mouth and hissed back, "Even in the dark I'm not that stupid not to know people are asleep!"
"Just get over your self Ron," Harry said and turned back to his bed.
"Why don't you get over YOUR self?" Ron answered back then mumbled, "Stupid basturd."
Ron crept over to his bed and climbed inside it, not bothering to change into his pajamas. As he got in he took one last look over at Harry's bed and stuck his tongue out. Ron then lay back on his pillow shut his eyes and he was soon off to sleep.
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The next morning, Ginny got up extra early, to bid Peter goodbye. Today was the day he was going to be transferred to St. Mungo's and Ginny had to make sure she said goodbye to him.
She dressed herself quickly, rushed out of the common room, and ran all the way to the hospital wing. She arrived there, out of breath and just in time, Peter was on a stretcher and was about to be lead out of the hospital wing and off to St Mungo's.
With the breath Ginny had left, she jogged over to Peter's stretcher and grabbed hold of his hand held it tight in hers.
"Excuse me little girl we need to take him now," said the guy who was pushing Peter's stretcher.
Madam Pomfrey tapped him on the shoulder and whispered to him, "Give her a minute."
He let go of Peter's stretcher and he and Madam Pomfrey walked back into the hospital wing. Ginny looked down at her sick friend who was still pale and stiff looking.
"I'm afraid this is going to be our last goodbye, until you're well enough again," Ginny said holding back her tears.
Peter stayed the same as she spoke to him, unaware she was even there or speaking to him. Ginny leant down and gave Peter a kiss on his cheek. She stood up again and whispered quietly, "I'm going to miss you Peter."
Madam Pomfrey and the man both came back out and were now ready to take Peter away. The man grabbed hold of Peter's stretcher and started pushing him down the corridor. Ginny watched Peter go until they turned the corner and were out of view.
"It's alright dear; he's going to be alright," Madam Pomfrey said calmly and put her hands on Ginny's shoulders.
"I hope so," Ginny said and took Madam Pomfrey's hands off her shoulders and walked down the corridor headingl towards the Great Hall.
The walk to the Great Hall seemed like a long one for Ginny. She half wished that she didn't say goodbye to Peter, just so the pain didn't feel as bad as it did at that time.
Concentrating so hard on Peter, Ginny totally was unaware of where she was going and ran straight into Tom, who looked almost as bad as how she felt.
"Tom, I'm sorry," Ginny said rubbing her head, "Today's just not my day."
Tom smiled weakly and said, "Today's never my day."
Tom started to walk off again until Ginny grabbed his arm and demanded what was going on with him. Tom tried denying it, but Ginny knew there was something that was bugging him.
"Nothing's wrong Ginny. I'm fine, I'd just rather be on my own," Tom mumbled not meeting her eyes.
"Thomas Boarder, don't try denying nothing's wrong, I've been there and I know when people are denying nothing's wrong and you are definitely denying- ," Ginny started saying.
"OK, OK, something's wrong, just stop going on and on of how you know something's wrong! Oh god, I'm sounding like you," Tom said running his hand through his hair.
Ginny smiled and looked up at Tom, waiting for his answer of what was wrong. Tom stood there staring and kicking the floor.
"Well, what's wrong?" Ginny said pushily.
"You wouldn't understand," Tom said finding the ceiling very interesting.
"Don't say I don't understand because I've been there and I know-,"
"Because your been there and you know when people say you wouldn't understand they really just don't want to talk about, blah blah, yeah Ginny I've heard it all before," Tom said sounding annoyed.
"You're catching on!" Ginny said proudly.
"Woo-hoo, I catch on fast! Who gives a damn Ginny?" Tom said finally giving in and started walking away from Ginny.
"Hey Tom, wait up!" Ginny said running after him.
"Ginny, I'll be honest with you. I don't want to talk about what's wrong, especially not with you Ginny," Tom said stopping her dead in her tracks.
"Well, g-good for you, coming clean Tom," Ginny said trying not to sound to hurt.
"Thanks, I'll try it more often," Tom said walking off again.
Ginny fidgeted and groaned and ran after Tom and called, "Tom I'm worried about you, and I want to help you!"
Tom wiped around and yelled, "You're making me sound like I'm got a mental problem! I don't need your help and I definitely don't want your help Ginny so just drop it and leave me well alone!"
Tom stormed off down the corridor and up the stairs. Ginny stood there, fighting the urge to go after him and find out what's wrong.
'No Ginny! He told you to stay away and if you were a friend you'd do what he tells you,' Ginny said to herself.
"Screw what Tom said, Tom wait up!" Ginny called running up the stairs after him.
Ginny ran up the stairs and turned to go up the Grand Staircase when she got stopped by Paul, looking rather happier than usual.
"Hello my treasure, how are you today?" Paul said wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Um, Paul I'm fine but your not," Ginny said looking down at where his hands were.
"I couldn't be better now that you're here with me," Paul said romantically.
Ginny tried to get Paul off her but his grip was too tight. Ginny then screamed, "Paul, please let go of me!"
"But honey, I want to be close to you," Paul said leaning in for a kiss.
"Leave her Paul!"
Paul let go and saw coming down the Grand Staircase was his sister Emily, not looking to happy with what he just did. Ginny quickly ran up to her and hugged her tightly.
"What were you thinking Paul?" Emily yelled down to him.
"I was trying to get close to the girl I love but someone interrupted me," Paul said angrily.
Emily walked down the rest of the stairs, Ginny still attached and walked over to Paul and said to him, "If you want to get close to her, try not frightening her out of her wits first."
And with that, Emily and Ginny walked oddly down to the Great Hall. Paul grumbled as he watched Emily and Ginny walk away.
"'Try not frightening her first.' What would she know anyway? Just 'cause she's got a boyfriend she thinks she knows everything about relationships," Paul mumbled to himself and walked back up to the common room, rather hurt.
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With homework spread all over the table, Ron sat in front of the fire, trying and hoping to finish his potions homework before he went off to his potions class. Ron only had to write his name and he would be finished. He dipped his quill into his ink and was bout to write his name when Paul came into the common room in a towering rage and scared Ron shitless.
Ron shut his eyes and when he opened them he looked down at his work, it had ink all over it and was no longer readable. Ron groaned and banged his head on the table and yelled out to Paul, "You've got fucking bad timing!"
Paul looked over at Ron and noticed his work. Paul shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not my fault you clumsy."
Ron started to burn up with anger. He wasn't the clumsy one. Ron stood and pinned Paul up against the wall and yelled, "Can you do anything right? You upset Emily, upset your friend, put you friend in hospital, destroy my homework, and just tell me this, what can you do right?"
Paul threw off him and onto the floor and yelled back, "Well if all the things you said are true, I guess I can't do anything can I?"
Ron got up and yelled, "Yeah, I guess you can't!"
Paul jumped onto Ron and now had him pinned on the floor. Struggling to get out of Paul's grip, Ron grabbed his throat and made Paul gasp for air. Soon, Paul started going bright red, trying his hardest to get air into his lungs. Ron smirked widely watching Paul struggle.
"Hey you, let him go!"
Ron looked out of the corner of eye I saw that one of Ginny's friend, Tom. He ran over, detached Ron's grip of Paul's throat and Paul pulled off Ron. Ron got up and glared at Tom.
"Thought you hated this guy?" Ron said pointing at Paul.
"I do, no-one deserves to die at the age of fourteen though, fifteen maybe," Tom said thinking about it.
Ron grabbed his work and left the common room with Paul's towering rage. Paul turned to Tom and said, "I don't need you to save me, so don't in future."
Paul turned to go, but Tom stopped him and called out, "I didn't do it for you! I didn't want that guy getting in trouble just because of you."
Paul turned around to argue but Tom already had left.
'You better watch yourself Tom,' Paul said to himself and walked out of the common room.
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After stuffing himself silly with food at dinner, Ron was finally ready to get back to the common room and have a nice long sleep. He and Ginny walked back to the common room together, Ginny helping Ron up a few of the stairs. When they got inside of the common room, Ron was about to flop onto the couch when he noticed that someone was already there, that someone being Emily.
"Why aren't you already gone to bed?" Ron asked bending down in front of her.
"That's a place I could go to right now, See you guys in the morning," Ginny said yawning and walked up to her dormitory.
"You ready?" Ron asked Emily.
Just then Ron noticed that Emily had tears falling down her cheeks and her hands shaking like crazy. He quickly grabbed Emily and demanded what had happened.
"I t-t-tried to h-h-help him but he said, he said... he didn't need me anymore!" Emily said before braking down into tears.
"Who said that?" Ron asked with concern.
"Paul," Emily said sniffling.
Ron smiled and said, "What would Paul know? He's just going through a ruff time at the moment; he wouldn't know what he's talking bout."
Emily gave one last sniffle and looked up into Ron's eyes and smiled broadly.
"You know just the right words to say," Emily said and pulled Ron into a hug.
"Well, I leant early," Ron said hugging her back.
They broke apart and stared into each others eyes. Ron leant down and gave her a kiss then broke it apart again.
"We best get to bed, big day tomorrow," Ron said.
Emily giggled and said, "If you insist upon it!"
Ron helped Emily off the couch and walked her up the stairs and when they reached the top, they bid their goodbyes to each other.
"See you in the morning baby," Emily said and went inside her dormitory.
Ron smiled stupidly and waved when he door closed.
"Yeah, see you," he said and turned to go o his dormitory.
He opened his dormitory door, not concentrating on where he was going and happened to bump into someone after he turned around.
"Gee sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going," Ron said trying to find the person's hand to help them up.
Ron found one of the person's hands and helped them off the floor. As the person rose into the moonlight, Ron noticed that the person he had indeed knocked over was in fact his worst enemy at the moment, Harry Potter.
"Thanks Ron," Harry said once fully up straight.
"Oh god, I shoulda left you down there!" Ron said backing away from Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes and said quietly, "Ron, this isn't the time for your little tantrums."
"Little tantrums?! I don't have lit-!" Ron started before 'Harry cut him off by putting his hand over Ron's mouth.
"Shut up, people sleeping!" Harry hissed at Ron.
Ron threw Harry's hand off his mouth and hissed back, "Even in the dark I'm not that stupid not to know people are asleep!"
"Just get over your self Ron," Harry said and turned back to his bed.
"Why don't you get over YOUR self?" Ron answered back then mumbled, "Stupid basturd."
Ron crept over to his bed and climbed inside it, not bothering to change into his pajamas. As he got in he took one last look over at Harry's bed and stuck his tongue out. Ron then lay back on his pillow shut his eyes and he was soon off to sleep.
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The next morning, Ginny got up extra early, to bid Peter goodbye. Today was the day he was going to be transferred to St. Mungo's and Ginny had to make sure she said goodbye to him.
She dressed herself quickly, rushed out of the common room, and ran all the way to the hospital wing. She arrived there, out of breath and just in time, Peter was on a stretcher and was about to be lead out of the hospital wing and off to St Mungo's.
With the breath Ginny had left, she jogged over to Peter's stretcher and grabbed hold of his hand held it tight in hers.
"Excuse me little girl we need to take him now," said the guy who was pushing Peter's stretcher.
Madam Pomfrey tapped him on the shoulder and whispered to him, "Give her a minute."
He let go of Peter's stretcher and he and Madam Pomfrey walked back into the hospital wing. Ginny looked down at her sick friend who was still pale and stiff looking.
"I'm afraid this is going to be our last goodbye, until you're well enough again," Ginny said holding back her tears.
Peter stayed the same as she spoke to him, unaware she was even there or speaking to him. Ginny leant down and gave Peter a kiss on his cheek. She stood up again and whispered quietly, "I'm going to miss you Peter."
Madam Pomfrey and the man both came back out and were now ready to take Peter away. The man grabbed hold of Peter's stretcher and started pushing him down the corridor. Ginny watched Peter go until they turned the corner and were out of view.
"It's alright dear; he's going to be alright," Madam Pomfrey said calmly and put her hands on Ginny's shoulders.
"I hope so," Ginny said and took Madam Pomfrey's hands off her shoulders and walked down the corridor headingl towards the Great Hall.
The walk to the Great Hall seemed like a long one for Ginny. She half wished that she didn't say goodbye to Peter, just so the pain didn't feel as bad as it did at that time.
Concentrating so hard on Peter, Ginny totally was unaware of where she was going and ran straight into Tom, who looked almost as bad as how she felt.
"Tom, I'm sorry," Ginny said rubbing her head, "Today's just not my day."
Tom smiled weakly and said, "Today's never my day."
Tom started to walk off again until Ginny grabbed his arm and demanded what was going on with him. Tom tried denying it, but Ginny knew there was something that was bugging him.
"Nothing's wrong Ginny. I'm fine, I'd just rather be on my own," Tom mumbled not meeting her eyes.
"Thomas Boarder, don't try denying nothing's wrong, I've been there and I know when people are denying nothing's wrong and you are definitely denying- ," Ginny started saying.
"OK, OK, something's wrong, just stop going on and on of how you know something's wrong! Oh god, I'm sounding like you," Tom said running his hand through his hair.
Ginny smiled and looked up at Tom, waiting for his answer of what was wrong. Tom stood there staring and kicking the floor.
"Well, what's wrong?" Ginny said pushily.
"You wouldn't understand," Tom said finding the ceiling very interesting.
"Don't say I don't understand because I've been there and I know-,"
"Because your been there and you know when people say you wouldn't understand they really just don't want to talk about, blah blah, yeah Ginny I've heard it all before," Tom said sounding annoyed.
"You're catching on!" Ginny said proudly.
"Woo-hoo, I catch on fast! Who gives a damn Ginny?" Tom said finally giving in and started walking away from Ginny.
"Hey Tom, wait up!" Ginny said running after him.
"Ginny, I'll be honest with you. I don't want to talk about what's wrong, especially not with you Ginny," Tom said stopping her dead in her tracks.
"Well, g-good for you, coming clean Tom," Ginny said trying not to sound to hurt.
"Thanks, I'll try it more often," Tom said walking off again.
Ginny fidgeted and groaned and ran after Tom and called, "Tom I'm worried about you, and I want to help you!"
Tom wiped around and yelled, "You're making me sound like I'm got a mental problem! I don't need your help and I definitely don't want your help Ginny so just drop it and leave me well alone!"
Tom stormed off down the corridor and up the stairs. Ginny stood there, fighting the urge to go after him and find out what's wrong.
'No Ginny! He told you to stay away and if you were a friend you'd do what he tells you,' Ginny said to herself.
"Screw what Tom said, Tom wait up!" Ginny called running up the stairs after him.
Ginny ran up the stairs and turned to go up the Grand Staircase when she got stopped by Paul, looking rather happier than usual.
"Hello my treasure, how are you today?" Paul said wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Um, Paul I'm fine but your not," Ginny said looking down at where his hands were.
"I couldn't be better now that you're here with me," Paul said romantically.
Ginny tried to get Paul off her but his grip was too tight. Ginny then screamed, "Paul, please let go of me!"
"But honey, I want to be close to you," Paul said leaning in for a kiss.
"Leave her Paul!"
Paul let go and saw coming down the Grand Staircase was his sister Emily, not looking to happy with what he just did. Ginny quickly ran up to her and hugged her tightly.
"What were you thinking Paul?" Emily yelled down to him.
"I was trying to get close to the girl I love but someone interrupted me," Paul said angrily.
Emily walked down the rest of the stairs, Ginny still attached and walked over to Paul and said to him, "If you want to get close to her, try not frightening her out of her wits first."
And with that, Emily and Ginny walked oddly down to the Great Hall. Paul grumbled as he watched Emily and Ginny walk away.
"'Try not frightening her first.' What would she know anyway? Just 'cause she's got a boyfriend she thinks she knows everything about relationships," Paul mumbled to himself and walked back up to the common room, rather hurt.
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With homework spread all over the table, Ron sat in front of the fire, trying and hoping to finish his potions homework before he went off to his potions class. Ron only had to write his name and he would be finished. He dipped his quill into his ink and was bout to write his name when Paul came into the common room in a towering rage and scared Ron shitless.
Ron shut his eyes and when he opened them he looked down at his work, it had ink all over it and was no longer readable. Ron groaned and banged his head on the table and yelled out to Paul, "You've got fucking bad timing!"
Paul looked over at Ron and noticed his work. Paul shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not my fault you clumsy."
Ron started to burn up with anger. He wasn't the clumsy one. Ron stood and pinned Paul up against the wall and yelled, "Can you do anything right? You upset Emily, upset your friend, put you friend in hospital, destroy my homework, and just tell me this, what can you do right?"
Paul threw off him and onto the floor and yelled back, "Well if all the things you said are true, I guess I can't do anything can I?"
Ron got up and yelled, "Yeah, I guess you can't!"
Paul jumped onto Ron and now had him pinned on the floor. Struggling to get out of Paul's grip, Ron grabbed his throat and made Paul gasp for air. Soon, Paul started going bright red, trying his hardest to get air into his lungs. Ron smirked widely watching Paul struggle.
"Hey you, let him go!"
Ron looked out of the corner of eye I saw that one of Ginny's friend, Tom. He ran over, detached Ron's grip of Paul's throat and Paul pulled off Ron. Ron got up and glared at Tom.
"Thought you hated this guy?" Ron said pointing at Paul.
"I do, no-one deserves to die at the age of fourteen though, fifteen maybe," Tom said thinking about it.
Ron grabbed his work and left the common room with Paul's towering rage. Paul turned to Tom and said, "I don't need you to save me, so don't in future."
Paul turned to go, but Tom stopped him and called out, "I didn't do it for you! I didn't want that guy getting in trouble just because of you."
Paul turned around to argue but Tom already had left.
'You better watch yourself Tom,' Paul said to himself and walked out of the common room.
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Another chappie. Hope you liked it! Please R&R
~KiTtY cOpY cAt~