Chapter 3

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Ron and Hermione made their way into the Great Hall feeling quite foolish, because on the way down, Partvi giggled and Dean would force coughs. Once at their spot at the Gryffindor table, they noticed that the whole school was there and they all were very quiet. Ron shrugged at Hermione when she gave him a what's up look. Dumbledore stood, his eyes where very soft and sad.

"We have all gathered here to mourn the loss of one of our special students, Ginny Weasly." He gathered in a dark voice, "And we want to give her a memorial breakfast feast, for her contributions to the school, and its occupants. And to that I raise my glass to

Her, and to her memory." He raised his goblet high in the air.

Right after he did Ron and Hermione raised their own goblets, next Luna Lovegood, Colin Creevy, and Neville Longbottom. Soon all of the school had raised their goblets high, except for Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe, and Goyle who all sneered. The school ate the egg and sausage casserole in silence, and the duo gave looks at each other between their bites. Soon they were finished and looking at the staff table for a sign to leave.

"Now you will all report to your classes as normal," Dumbledore then looked at Ron and Hermione, "And the Head Boy and Girl will brief the Prefects in the library."

Ron and Hermione exchanged further looks and got up. They moved out of the Great Hall where all the students were now speaking. They made a B-line to the library and were caught up to by Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle.

"She deserved it Weasly!" Pansy barked.

"Got a bone to pick"

"Yeah, I do. With you and your Bitch."

"She's not a Bitch Pansy!!!!"

"Ron don't..." Hermione pleaded as she grabbed the front of his robes and tried to pull him up the steps.

"She called you a name 'Mione."

"Oh so you two are on nicknames now. I think that Mudblood sorts her better myself." Pansy taunted.

"Now you gonna...."

"Head Boy, Girl come on I don't want to miss Charms." Called a Prefect from the library door.

"We are coming." Hermione spoke as she pulled him toward the Prefect.

They made the meeting a success, and hurried toward their first class Muggle Studies.

"Ron why did you try to pick a fight with Pansy?" Hermione asked after they were out of earshot of the other prefects.

"I didn't pick the fight, she did. And...well she insulted you." Ron replied.

"Thanks for the cover Ron, but you could have gotten yourself into big trouble." Hermione said as they rounded the corner.

"I know, I just don't like it when they insult you." He muttered as Hermione opened the classroom door.

Muggle Studies was sometimes enjoyable but because the whole school was in an awful mood, Muggle Studies became a bore fest. The Professor droned on and on about movies and their significance. Ron caught sentences like "Well they like to use a phrase in romantic movies that would show the other person that they loved them." And "Some phrases would go like this ' Hey rocky would you like to see me pull a rabbit out of my hat'." And the whole time Hermione was writing down every word, even though she was a Muggle-Born and knew it already.

It was a double period so after they were done they left for lunch. Ron kept close to Hermione because he was afraid that Malfoy had put up Pansy to kill Hermione. She noticed but didn't say a word to him about it. They glided into their seats food in hand, ready to devour it. Pansy gave Ron looks of total disgust, and even mouthed 'Granger's next'.

"Hermione, can I ask you something?" Said Ron.

"Sure, anything."

"Would you come to the funeral tonight with me?"

"Sure... But wouldn't your mom protest. I mean it is a family matter."

"I will make her see why I need you there."

"Yeah but why do you need me their?"

"Pass the butter, 'Mione" Ron changed.

"Ok if you mother allows it." Hermione finished, knowing she should not pester Ron about it. She wanted to keep them on good terms, she had too.

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