A/N: sorry for long wait, but writer's block! damn it! enjoy the new chapter!
Professor Snape sat me down in his office and said, "Being outside your house after night is against the rules. Or did you five brothers forget to mention that?"
"No, I'm sure they mentioned it to me," I told him, fighting all urges to smile.
"None the less, I can't bend the rules for you," Snape told me. He sat down across from me, and I saw an evil smirk creep across his face. He cleared his throat and purpose, "However, if for some reason you had valuable information about any other trouble makers, I'm sure you punishment could be greatly reduced."
I stared at him with disbelief; did he really expect me to rat out my one friend? I smiled at him and said, "I don't know of any other trouble makers, I was out by myself."
"Fine, you get two months detention," Snape told me sharply.
My mouth dropped to the floor and I stuttered out, "But… but… that's not fair!"
Snape smiled devilishly and told me, "Life's not fair, if it was you would be in Gryffindor and out of my hair. Now go to bed, and your detention starts tomorrow at eight."
I huffed at him, and then stomped out. I kept muttering curses under my breath, and all the hexes and curse I wanted to place on Snape. As I entered the dorm room I heard three beds sniggering. I glared at Malfoy's bed, stormed over to it, threw back the covers, and grabbed him by the neck. I started strangling him and yelled, "You double crossing little rat!"
Malfoy started making the gagging noises, and his arms started thrashing uncontrollably. Crabbe and Goyle ran over, and pushed me off of him. They lied on my arms, while my legs kicked air, trying desperately to escape. Malfoy tried to get closer to me, but as he toke a step towards me I kicked him in the face. Malfoy gagged on something, and spat out a tooth with some blood. Malfoy glared at me, and kicked me in my groin. I groaned, and brought my knees up to my chest. Malfoy bent down next to me, pulled my hair, and said, "You made me lose a tooth."
"It's a good look for you, really," I tried to convince him.
He punched me in the nose, and then kept hitting me till I blacked out. The next thing I remembered was felling Millicent slapping me, and saying, "Ron wake up, Ron wake up! Snape's been asked about you."
"Wha?" I asked, waking quickly.
"Snape wants you to meet him at the great hall at eight," Millicent told me.
"What time is it now?" I asked nervously.
"Seven fifty-eight," Millicent told me with a huge grin.
"What?" I asked, my voice filling with panic. I got up and ran to the great hall, only to find a very annoyed Snape.
"You're late," he told me.
"Only by a minute or two," I told him quietly.
"Don't talk back to me," Snape scolded me.
"Yes sir," I told him, while rolling my eyes.
"Halloween is next Friday, so-" Snape started.
"I don't have to do the detention," I suggested hopefully.
"No, you have to wash the dudgeons without magic, and then after the feast, you have to do the dishes by hand," Snape told me as a smiled curled on his face. My mouth hung open, and my heart dropped. He handed me a rag, and a bucket of grease and said, "Tonight you get to clean the trophy room by hand. Have fun."
I started head up to the trophy room, till Snape said to me, "Oh, since you missed classes today, another weeks worth of detention."
I glared at him, and head up to the trophy room for a long night of cleaning. After that, I went back to my dorm room and collapse into my bed. My routine for the next couple of days was to sleep, eat, do school work, and do my detention. Then I would repeat it the next day. It wasn't till Halloween when things changed.
I bumped into Harry on my way to the dudgeons, and we got to talk. After I told Harry about how long I had detentions, he said, "Man, that really sucks. Snape is such a little git."
"Tell me about," I said, rolling my eyes.
Harry cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably. Then he asked, "You didn't tell him why you were out, right?"
"No, I wouldn't snick," I reassured him.
"Thanks, well I better go," he said to me.
"Bye," I said and continued on to the dudgeons. I cleaned everything up, and just need to mop the floor. As I started mopping, I heard a rumble from the next room over. I stopped mopping and listened. I heard a huge grunt, and I went out to the hallway to investigate. I didn't see anything, so I turned around to go back to the dudgeon I was cleaning. As soon as I put the mop down on the floor again, I heard another grunt only this time louder and closer. I turned around again, but still didn't see anything. I started to get that eerie feeling, the one where the hairs on your neck stand up and your gut starts to squirm and you know that something bad is coming. I felt like abounding my detention and running to my dorm room, but I knew I would be in more trouble, so I stayed and continued working on my detention. Just then I heard another grunt, much closer and louder. I also felt a warm breeze, which was odd for the dudgeon. I dropped my mop and said, "That's it; I'm getting out of here."
As I turned around I saw a huge, grotesque troll. I gulped and said, "I'm in troubled."
The troll growled at me, and lifted up his club. I dodged to my left, missing his club when he brought it down. I started running towards the door, but I slipped on wet floor and ended up laying face down on the floor. The troll picked me up by my leg, and started shaking me like a rattle. I heard a sound like someone running away and saw a blur of purple fabric whip out of sight. I didn't have enough time to think anything about it because the troll started hitting me with his club like a piñata. The last thing I remembered was being hurled into a storage closet.
After that point I blacked out, and Harry explained what happen after that. Up at the feast they were all eating, laughing, and just having a grand old time. That was until Professor Quirrell interrupted the feast by telling them all about the troll. As everyone ran out of the great hall, and up to his or her houses, Harry grabbed Hermione and said, "Ron, he is in the dudgeons."
"Harry, Ron might not be the smartest wizard, but he does know to avoid trolls," Hermione said, and kept walking towards the Gryffindor house.
"Hermione let's just go check it," Harry suggested.
"It's against school's rules," Hermione exclaimed.
"I'm going with or without you," Harry told her sternly.
"No, and I won't let you break school rules," Hermione said sternly.
"Goodbye," Harry told her.
"PERCY!" Hermione yelled.
Everyone turned around and looked at them. Percy walked up to them and asked, in a very annoyed voice, "Yes, is there something I can help you with, Hermione?"
"Yes, if someone was down at the dudgeon doing a detention, would they be safe?" Hermione asked.
"Why of course," Percy told her. Then he went back to the beginning of the group and kept leading the way.
"See, Ron is fine," Hermione told Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes and kind of drifted to the back of the group. As soon as Hermione wasn't looking, Harry darted away from the group and head down to the dudgeon. As he was heading down to there, he heard a noise coming from a hallway that leads to the astronomy tower. Harry cautiously head down in that direction, only to find the troll trying to bash through a locked door, using me as a human bat. Harry didn't know what to do so he tried the levitation spell they were teaching in Charms. Sadly he could only keep the club of the troll up for a couple seconds, till it fell to the floor with a loud clank. The troll turned to Harry, and picked up its fallen club. The troll took a step towards Harry, and Harry muttered, "Oh, crap."
Just then Dumbledore flew by, shouting spells on top of spells at the troll. The trop collapse on the floor, and Dumbledore came over to check on me. Harry ran over to me and asked, "Is he alive?"
Dumbledore sighed and said, …
A/N: cliff hanger! hahahahahahahaha! I laugh in all og your faces!
A/N2: haha! cliff hanger! nah, forget it I can't do that to all you!
Dumbledore sighed and said, "No, he isn't just badly injured."