Harry~I feel so....Baaaaaaad! ::bursts into tears again::
Vicky/Sandy~::hugs him:: Awwww, it'll be okay.
Ron~You biotch! He's mine!
Vicky~O.O...Oh, it's 'bout to get violent now, Weasel boy! ::goes ghetto-girl and takes off her earrings::
Ron~::pulls up his sleeves::
Draco~::walks in, sees them:: Oh, fight?
Sandy~Yup.
Harry~::laughs, no longer crying::
Sandy/Draco/Harry~::sit and watch Ron get clobbered by a girl::
Vicky~::stands over Ron's bruised body, still punching him:: Who da bitch NOOOOW?
Ron~::cries::...me...
Vicky~::slaps him:: WHO?!
Ron~ME!
Vicky~....^_^...All is well...
Sandy/Draco/Harry~::are dying of laughter::
~:~Waterlogged~:~
"Madame Pomphrey, we need help immediately!"
Poppy Pomphrey turned around to see Minerva McGonagall rush into her office, her hair flying.
"Minerva, what-"
"No time, Poppy. It's Potter-"
"What's he done NOW?,"Poppy sighed exasperatedly.
"Not him. Weasley."
Poppy gasped as she caught sight of the bloody body that was in Draco's arms behind Minerva.
"Weasley did THIS?,"she gasped,"From what I saw, those two were madly in love."
"Obviously, love wasn't as pure here,"Minerva said, helping Draco set Harry on a hospital bed,"Not as pure as we thought."
Poppy instantly set to his wounds.
"Well, he's definately been cut by something. Quite deep, at that. And slapped around a bit too. It appears he hasn't eaten or slept weeks! He's bone thin!...I'll do what I can for the bruises and cut, but I can't do much for the rest."
Minerva sighed.
"How could this have happened?,"she asked herself,"We should've heard the screams."
It suddenly dawned on her.
"Weasley's learned more magic than I thought...Malfoy."
Draco looked up from Harry's body.
"Yes professor?,"he replied.
"Go inform all professors to check their offices, classrooms and living quarters for any charms or spells."
Draco appeared confused.
"But-"
"Do not argue, Malfoy,"she snapped,"Just go. Quickly."
Draco, not in a mood to argue, ran off as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Minerva, how could Weasley do this?,"Poppy asked,"They were so good together."
"I don't know, Poppy,"Minerva replied, a grim look on her face.
"Neither do I,"came a weary voice from the door.
Albus Dumbledore walked in.
"This is not what I expected from the notorious Potter Weasley relationship,"he said, sorrowfully observing as Poppy attended to Harry's bloody neck.
"I don't think anyone would have expected this,"Poppy whispered.
Albus then adopted a look of confusion on his face.
"But how-"
He was cut off as the doors flew open again.
Now entered Pansy and Ginny, a red haired boy in their arms.
"Ah, young mister Weasley,"Albus breathed,"He won't be happy when he wakes."
Minerva looked a bit worried now.
"Surely you won't let him near Harry again?"
"Surely not,"Albus said, as if it were the most obvious thing,"I am moving Harry to a new set of rooms. An unknown location, outside of Gryffindor Tower."
"Albus, that may not work. You know how Granger is. She'll find his location, think Weasley is going to apologize, and-"
"Granger's a traitor,"Pansy snapped once she and Ginny layed Ron's limp body on a bed,"She's been the one Ron's been cheating on Harry with. And she KNEW Ron and Harry were still together. She does it on purpose."
Minerva and Poppy appeared too shocked to speak.
"I feared this might have happened,"Albus said, his eyes full of sympathy for the bespectacled teen,"I will have to find a very secluded spot in the castle. One that even Miss Granger's intelligence will not be able to uncover."
"He still has to go to classes with that monster,"Pansy snapped,"What about that?"
Albus sighed.
"Then I...I guess Mister Weasley will...Will have to go."
He then turned to Pansy.
"Since when are you so concerned for Mister Potter's safety, Miss Parkinson?,"he said, his eyes sparkling again.
Pansy flushed a little.
"Weasley's a monster. No one, not even a Gryffindor, deserves what Potter got. That I will admit. I can't stand to see such a respectacle name go down the drain because of some poor weasel."
Albus smirked and turned towards the door.
"I have much to do,"he announced,"Please, take care of them BOTH, Poppy. I must go contact young Ronald's parents."
Ginny appeared scared for her older brother.
But in her heart, she knew he deserved whatever he got.
"Miss Weasley, Miss Parkinson, I insist that you leave,"Madame Pomphrey ordered.
The two girls only nodded and left.
'Please be okay,'Ginny thought,'Please be okay, Harry.'
~:~Three Days Later~:~
"EXPELLED?!,"came a screech,"WHAT'S HE DONE NOW?!"
Molly and Arthur Weasley were now in Albus' office, due to the letter he'd sent three days ago.
Word had got around in the school and in the wizarding world. People had gossip, truths, and hopes.
Hopes that Harry would be okay, and hopes that he'd be looking for a new lover soon.
"Molly, please sit down?,"Arthur begged.
"Arthur, Ron has to be EXPELLED! What about that do you NOT understand?!"
"Molly!,"Albus snapped.
Molly quieted for a moment.
"Please sit down, Molly,"Albus said calmly,"Then I can tell you what Ronald's done."
Molly, red in the face and fuming, sat.
"Now,"Albus began,"It pains me to inform you...but, Ron and Harry have been having a few...problems."
"What kind of problems?,"Arthur asked.
"From what I gather,"Albus continued,"Ron has Harry on quite a tight leash."
"Oh, that's normal for Ron,"Molly said, smiling,"Likes to hold on to what he loves."
"No, Molly,"Albus said,"I'm afraid this went a bit too far. You see, I hear that Ron must give Harry permission to do things. To bathe, to eat, to sleep, the list goes on. If he disobeyes...Harry is literally given away to another person for the night, but they're never allowed to go beyond kissing. Harry's been reported to have malnutrition and a sever lack of rest. Not to mention a few bruises."
Molly shook her head.
"But...Ron would never-"
"Three days ago, I sent for you. Ron...had gone too far."
Arthur looked truly worried now.
"How far?"
Albus sighed.
"A week before three says ago, Harry had spotted Hermione and your son...in a rather suggestive position-"
"Ron would NEVER cheat on Harry!,"Molly screamed,"I taught him better than that!"
"Molly, please,"Arthur said,"Let's listen to the rest."
Albus sighed again.
"He caught them thee and ran away, avoiding Ron for a week. The two met up alone in the Gryffindor Tower three days ago. Banter was exhcanged and...Ron decided that it was a fit "punishment" for him to begin hitting Harry. From other things I gathered, he threatened to throw Harry out of the window of the boys' dorm."
Molly looked to be near tears.
"I-is there anything e-else?,"she asked shakily.
Albus nodded grimly.
"Two boys in there year stopped Ron in the dorms. A few minutes later, he was seen chasing Harry through the hall, shooting spells. All staff rooms were checked, and Ron's magical signature was found on each door...with a silencing spell."
Arthur's face was now grim and weary, hearing of all the things his son had done to that poor boy.
"Ron eventually caught Harry. From what Ginny, Miss Pansy Parkinson, and one Draco Malfoy observed, Ron pulled out a blade and...well...let's just say Harry may have trouble moving his neck for a while...."
At this point, Molly was in tears and Arthur was paler than the Bloody Baron.
"I'm sorry to have to do this, but-"
"You can't expel him!,"Molly screamed,"Isolate him, put him on probation, but DON'T expel him!"
Albus looked at her in sympathy, but with a strict gleam in his bright eyes.
"I have no other choice, Molly. He is a danger to himself and others-"
"This is nothing but POTTER'S FAULT!,"Molly screeched, no longer crying,"If he weren't such a -"
"Such a WHAT, Molly?,"Arthur argued,"Harry's not responsible for this! It was our son!"
"NO! My son isn't like that! He would NEVER!..And what about Hermione?!"
Now, the two redheads were standing up and yelling at each other.
"Molly, you can't protect Ron now! He's already seventeen! Hermione did this of her own too-"
"It's that BOY'S fault!-"
"How can you say that?!"
"Arthur Weasley, the boy's a celebrity! He should have thought about what all that attention would've done to our Ron!"
"QUIET!,"Albus bellowed.
In an instant, all went quiet.
"Now,"Albus said softly,"Harry is not to blame. Young Mister Weasley is accountable for all his actions, by wizarding law...I am sorry, Molly, Arthur, but he must be expelled....I'm sorry."
Molly went red in the face.
"Now you listen here, Albus!,"she screeched,"My son is to stay in school! If you expel him, I'll have every wizarding tabloid and paper here in a day! What do you say to that?!"
Arthur hung his head in shame. He couldn't stand it when his wife got like this.
Albus gave her a grave look and nodded.
"So be it then. Everyone will know about this eventually. Why not have a little help?"
With a roar of frustration, Molly stomped out of his office.
"I apologize for that Albus,"Arthur said,"I...I don't know what-"
"She's still protective of her child. I understand, Arthur...I just hope she does not take this too far..."
~/~In the Infirmary~/~
Poppy sat at Harry's bedside, attending to the wounds on his neck.
She set to changing his bandages, carefully removing the bloodstained ones that were already there.
However, when she put a finger to his neck, she got the worst surprise of her life.
...There was no pulse...
"Oh, Lord no..."
~:~End Chapter Four~:~
Harry~You...you killed me!
Sandy/Vicky~...::sniffle::...We're so mean!
Vicky/Sandy~::hugs him:: Awwww, it'll be okay.
Ron~You biotch! He's mine!
Vicky~O.O...Oh, it's 'bout to get violent now, Weasel boy! ::goes ghetto-girl and takes off her earrings::
Ron~::pulls up his sleeves::
Draco~::walks in, sees them:: Oh, fight?
Sandy~Yup.
Harry~::laughs, no longer crying::
Sandy/Draco/Harry~::sit and watch Ron get clobbered by a girl::
Vicky~::stands over Ron's bruised body, still punching him:: Who da bitch NOOOOW?
Ron~::cries::...me...
Vicky~::slaps him:: WHO?!
Ron~ME!
Vicky~....^_^...All is well...
Sandy/Draco/Harry~::are dying of laughter::
~:~Waterlogged~:~
"Madame Pomphrey, we need help immediately!"
Poppy Pomphrey turned around to see Minerva McGonagall rush into her office, her hair flying.
"Minerva, what-"
"No time, Poppy. It's Potter-"
"What's he done NOW?,"Poppy sighed exasperatedly.
"Not him. Weasley."
Poppy gasped as she caught sight of the bloody body that was in Draco's arms behind Minerva.
"Weasley did THIS?,"she gasped,"From what I saw, those two were madly in love."
"Obviously, love wasn't as pure here,"Minerva said, helping Draco set Harry on a hospital bed,"Not as pure as we thought."
Poppy instantly set to his wounds.
"Well, he's definately been cut by something. Quite deep, at that. And slapped around a bit too. It appears he hasn't eaten or slept weeks! He's bone thin!...I'll do what I can for the bruises and cut, but I can't do much for the rest."
Minerva sighed.
"How could this have happened?,"she asked herself,"We should've heard the screams."
It suddenly dawned on her.
"Weasley's learned more magic than I thought...Malfoy."
Draco looked up from Harry's body.
"Yes professor?,"he replied.
"Go inform all professors to check their offices, classrooms and living quarters for any charms or spells."
Draco appeared confused.
"But-"
"Do not argue, Malfoy,"she snapped,"Just go. Quickly."
Draco, not in a mood to argue, ran off as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Minerva, how could Weasley do this?,"Poppy asked,"They were so good together."
"I don't know, Poppy,"Minerva replied, a grim look on her face.
"Neither do I,"came a weary voice from the door.
Albus Dumbledore walked in.
"This is not what I expected from the notorious Potter Weasley relationship,"he said, sorrowfully observing as Poppy attended to Harry's bloody neck.
"I don't think anyone would have expected this,"Poppy whispered.
Albus then adopted a look of confusion on his face.
"But how-"
He was cut off as the doors flew open again.
Now entered Pansy and Ginny, a red haired boy in their arms.
"Ah, young mister Weasley,"Albus breathed,"He won't be happy when he wakes."
Minerva looked a bit worried now.
"Surely you won't let him near Harry again?"
"Surely not,"Albus said, as if it were the most obvious thing,"I am moving Harry to a new set of rooms. An unknown location, outside of Gryffindor Tower."
"Albus, that may not work. You know how Granger is. She'll find his location, think Weasley is going to apologize, and-"
"Granger's a traitor,"Pansy snapped once she and Ginny layed Ron's limp body on a bed,"She's been the one Ron's been cheating on Harry with. And she KNEW Ron and Harry were still together. She does it on purpose."
Minerva and Poppy appeared too shocked to speak.
"I feared this might have happened,"Albus said, his eyes full of sympathy for the bespectacled teen,"I will have to find a very secluded spot in the castle. One that even Miss Granger's intelligence will not be able to uncover."
"He still has to go to classes with that monster,"Pansy snapped,"What about that?"
Albus sighed.
"Then I...I guess Mister Weasley will...Will have to go."
He then turned to Pansy.
"Since when are you so concerned for Mister Potter's safety, Miss Parkinson?,"he said, his eyes sparkling again.
Pansy flushed a little.
"Weasley's a monster. No one, not even a Gryffindor, deserves what Potter got. That I will admit. I can't stand to see such a respectacle name go down the drain because of some poor weasel."
Albus smirked and turned towards the door.
"I have much to do,"he announced,"Please, take care of them BOTH, Poppy. I must go contact young Ronald's parents."
Ginny appeared scared for her older brother.
But in her heart, she knew he deserved whatever he got.
"Miss Weasley, Miss Parkinson, I insist that you leave,"Madame Pomphrey ordered.
The two girls only nodded and left.
'Please be okay,'Ginny thought,'Please be okay, Harry.'
~:~Three Days Later~:~
"EXPELLED?!,"came a screech,"WHAT'S HE DONE NOW?!"
Molly and Arthur Weasley were now in Albus' office, due to the letter he'd sent three days ago.
Word had got around in the school and in the wizarding world. People had gossip, truths, and hopes.
Hopes that Harry would be okay, and hopes that he'd be looking for a new lover soon.
"Molly, please sit down?,"Arthur begged.
"Arthur, Ron has to be EXPELLED! What about that do you NOT understand?!"
"Molly!,"Albus snapped.
Molly quieted for a moment.
"Please sit down, Molly,"Albus said calmly,"Then I can tell you what Ronald's done."
Molly, red in the face and fuming, sat.
"Now,"Albus began,"It pains me to inform you...but, Ron and Harry have been having a few...problems."
"What kind of problems?,"Arthur asked.
"From what I gather,"Albus continued,"Ron has Harry on quite a tight leash."
"Oh, that's normal for Ron,"Molly said, smiling,"Likes to hold on to what he loves."
"No, Molly,"Albus said,"I'm afraid this went a bit too far. You see, I hear that Ron must give Harry permission to do things. To bathe, to eat, to sleep, the list goes on. If he disobeyes...Harry is literally given away to another person for the night, but they're never allowed to go beyond kissing. Harry's been reported to have malnutrition and a sever lack of rest. Not to mention a few bruises."
Molly shook her head.
"But...Ron would never-"
"Three days ago, I sent for you. Ron...had gone too far."
Arthur looked truly worried now.
"How far?"
Albus sighed.
"A week before three says ago, Harry had spotted Hermione and your son...in a rather suggestive position-"
"Ron would NEVER cheat on Harry!,"Molly screamed,"I taught him better than that!"
"Molly, please,"Arthur said,"Let's listen to the rest."
Albus sighed again.
"He caught them thee and ran away, avoiding Ron for a week. The two met up alone in the Gryffindor Tower three days ago. Banter was exhcanged and...Ron decided that it was a fit "punishment" for him to begin hitting Harry. From other things I gathered, he threatened to throw Harry out of the window of the boys' dorm."
Molly looked to be near tears.
"I-is there anything e-else?,"she asked shakily.
Albus nodded grimly.
"Two boys in there year stopped Ron in the dorms. A few minutes later, he was seen chasing Harry through the hall, shooting spells. All staff rooms were checked, and Ron's magical signature was found on each door...with a silencing spell."
Arthur's face was now grim and weary, hearing of all the things his son had done to that poor boy.
"Ron eventually caught Harry. From what Ginny, Miss Pansy Parkinson, and one Draco Malfoy observed, Ron pulled out a blade and...well...let's just say Harry may have trouble moving his neck for a while...."
At this point, Molly was in tears and Arthur was paler than the Bloody Baron.
"I'm sorry to have to do this, but-"
"You can't expel him!,"Molly screamed,"Isolate him, put him on probation, but DON'T expel him!"
Albus looked at her in sympathy, but with a strict gleam in his bright eyes.
"I have no other choice, Molly. He is a danger to himself and others-"
"This is nothing but POTTER'S FAULT!,"Molly screeched, no longer crying,"If he weren't such a -"
"Such a WHAT, Molly?,"Arthur argued,"Harry's not responsible for this! It was our son!"
"NO! My son isn't like that! He would NEVER!..And what about Hermione?!"
Now, the two redheads were standing up and yelling at each other.
"Molly, you can't protect Ron now! He's already seventeen! Hermione did this of her own too-"
"It's that BOY'S fault!-"
"How can you say that?!"
"Arthur Weasley, the boy's a celebrity! He should have thought about what all that attention would've done to our Ron!"
"QUIET!,"Albus bellowed.
In an instant, all went quiet.
"Now,"Albus said softly,"Harry is not to blame. Young Mister Weasley is accountable for all his actions, by wizarding law...I am sorry, Molly, Arthur, but he must be expelled....I'm sorry."
Molly went red in the face.
"Now you listen here, Albus!,"she screeched,"My son is to stay in school! If you expel him, I'll have every wizarding tabloid and paper here in a day! What do you say to that?!"
Arthur hung his head in shame. He couldn't stand it when his wife got like this.
Albus gave her a grave look and nodded.
"So be it then. Everyone will know about this eventually. Why not have a little help?"
With a roar of frustration, Molly stomped out of his office.
"I apologize for that Albus,"Arthur said,"I...I don't know what-"
"She's still protective of her child. I understand, Arthur...I just hope she does not take this too far..."
~/~In the Infirmary~/~
Poppy sat at Harry's bedside, attending to the wounds on his neck.
She set to changing his bandages, carefully removing the bloodstained ones that were already there.
However, when she put a finger to his neck, she got the worst surprise of her life.
...There was no pulse...
"Oh, Lord no..."
~:~End Chapter Four~:~
Harry~You...you killed me!
Sandy/Vicky~...::sniffle::...We're so mean!