HARRY'S POV

What could Malfoy mean? Why did he need to get to Hermione? Would he hurt her? He's always been mean to her but he's never actually physically hurt her. I ran after him a few minutes later just to make sure Hermione was all right. On my way up I heard a scream. I started to run faster. When I got to the Gryfindor door it was open. There was water everywhere. I walked inside and saw Lavender on the ground. I ran up to her and checked her pulse. She wasn't dead. She was stunned. I took out my wand to heal her when I dropped it. I quickly reached to get it when I saw the water on the ground. It led to the washroom. I followed it and when I reached the doorway I saw Malfoy on the ground bleeding. I quickly levitated him and Lavender to the infirmary.

On my way to the infirmary I saw Ron zoom by. I needed him to got tell the team that we can't play with Malfoy in this condition. I quickly left Lavender and Malfoy floating there to go get Ron. But when I saw him I wished I'd never come.

"What the hell are you doing Ron?"

Ron looked at me then at Hermione and smiled.

"Oh, you know just going for a ride with my girlfriend."

"Don't play smart with me Ron what have you done to Hermione?"

He looked at me for a long time before answering.

"If I can't have her no one can. I'm going to make sure no one will ever be able to have her."

I looked at him, he was laughing like a mad man.

"Ron what are you talking about she is yours."

"No she went off kissing Malfoy."

"What?"

"You heard me she kissed Malfoy so I thought I should teach her a lesson."

"Does this have anything to do with what was going on at the pitch?"

"Maybe," he replied back devilishly.

I looked at Hermione and back to him.

"Ron give me Hermione."

"No, you can't have her no one can."

"Ron please, just give her to me."

While I was persuading him I was walking towards him, while he was walking back. I was afraid he would fall down the window that he was backing into. I stopped moving closer seeing how terribly close Ron was to the window.

"Ron just calm down and think about what you're doing. You're acting like a madman."

"Mad? You don't know what it's like to have the girl of your dreams cheat on you with your worst enemy. I just got the courage to tell her and the little slut kisses him. No I'm not the crazy one, she is."

"Ron, just give me Hermione and maybe there will still be hope for you two to be friends."

"Screw friends, I wanted to be more but she didn't so now she's going to pay. Why would I want to be friends with her?"

"Because you used to be best friends Ron, best friends. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"NO!" he yelled back and jumped out the window.

I ran to the window. He was on his broom with Hermione in his arms. I relaxed slightly, knowing that at least she's not dead, yet. I ran back to the two bodies and quickly muttered a spell so they would end up in the infirmary. Then I ran to Dumbledore's office.

"Fizzbees?"

Bertie's every flavour beans?"

"Acid monkeys?"

When the Gargoyle moved I ran up the flight of stairs evn thoigh they were moving themselves already.

"Professor Dumbledore! Hermione, Ron had Hermione."

"Oh my, I'll alert the teachers straight away. Where was the last time you saw Mr. Weasly with ms. Granger?"

"He was headed to Hogmeade's direction."

"Thank you Harry. You may go now."

"But Professor-

"Goodbye Harry."

"Yes Professor."

"Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Remember this is for your own safety."

"I've handled Voldomort, I think I can handle my best friend."

"You don't understand. You being so close to Mr.Weasly is why it's best for you to stay here. You can't go with us or you'll make it personal."

"Yes sir."

"Thank you for understanding Harry."

END OF POV

Ron reached a cold and dark cave. He placed Hermione down on the ground. Then he bent down and kissed her. Then he got up and whispered to himself.

"If I can't have you no on can."

Then he got out his wand and said.

"Acio knife."

The knife appeared in his free left hand. He put the wand back in his robe pocket and transferred the knife in his right hand. He smiled devilishly and stepped closer to Hermione. He thought to himself 'such a pity, she had such a pretty face.'

Back in the infirmary Mrs. Pomfrey was dreaded with ill over Malfoy. He had been in an accident twice this day. She had tried to stop the blood from pouring out of his cuts and stab, but the knife that Ron used had some kind of snake venom on it that prevented the cuts to be closed up. So they had to send poor Malfoy to St. Mungdongo's. Lavender who was only petrified on the other hand was fine. She had been easily cured, thanks to Madame Sprout's mandrakes. But what concerned Mrs. Pomfrey the most was hoe could Ron do so many complicated curses and where did he get the ingredients. This too concerned many teachers. Unless he was getting help?