Harry stood over Ron's body, which lay crumpled in a fetal position in a dark corner of the room.

"Get up you scum of the earth." Harry said, kicking Ron in the side and making him recoil. He sat up on his knees and stared up at Harry with vengeful eyes and smiled,

"You really thought you had me didn't you Potter?"

He stood up and wiped the dust from his robes. He had sounded just like...

" Malfoy?" he said.

Ron then walked into a shadow and emerged again as none other than Malfoy.

"What the fuck?" Harry blurted out suddenly.

"That's right, I want Hermione. Ron is being held captive somewhere far from here Potter, don't you worry."

"But I thought you hated half-bloods?" Harry said, his wand still held high.

"I have to say that so no one gets suspicious. Now, what shall we do wi.." He was cut off by the sound of a spell blasting a wall off of the room. Someone stepped into the room, there wand held to both the boys..