"Ginny, can I talk to you?" Ron asked Ginny in the common room.

"Sure."

Ron looked around and noticed how many people were in the common room. "Um, it's kind of private."

"Ok, the library should be empty," Ginny told him.

They walked to the library and once inside, Ginny asked, "Ok, what's up?"

"I really need your opinion," Ron told her. "The thing is I like Hermione, but-"

"Oh my God, you like Hermione?" Ginny asked sarcastically.

"Shut up," Ron mumbled.

"Ok, you like Hermione, so what's the problem?" Ginny asked.

"Well, when I saw Kyla with that guy, I don't know what happened," Ron admitted.

"Same thing that happened last dance, you got jealous," Ginny informed him.

"Ok, but I really do like Hermione," Ron told her. "I like hanging around Hermione, she's smart and amazing."

"How do you feel hanging around Kyla?" Ginny asked.

"I feel…" Ron hesitated for a moment. He took a deep breath and said, "I feel like I'm not the sidekick, like I'm the hero."

Ginny looked at him curiously and said, "How so?"

Ron's face started to turn red, and said, "I dunno."

"Is it because when you first meet Kyla she was a damsel in distress? A damsel who it seemed like only you could understand? Was it because you would always come to her rescue?"

Ron's face flushed evened more, and he nodded. Ginny smiled and asked thoughtfully, "So you have to ask yourself what do you like more, Hermione or being the hero?"

Ron looked at her and asked, "Do you want an answer now?"

Ginny shook her head and said, "Ron, you're an idiot." Then she walked off.

Ron gulped and went up to Hermione. "Listen, Hermione."

Hermione looked up and saw it was Ron. She vented an angry puff of breath, and got up. She went to storm off when Ron reached out and grabbed her hand. She glared at him and said, "Ron, I don't want to hear it."

"Yes, I think you do." Ron led her over to an empty corner in the library and said, "Hermione, I'm sorry. I should have paid more attention it you, and notice that you were drinking."

Hermione huffed and asked, "So?"

"Hermione, I did some thinking and Kyla means nothing to me compared to you. I'm really sorry I let her ruin our date at the dance," Ron said.

"Why?" Hermione asked, her feelings towards him softening.

"Because I'm a idiot!" Ron exclaimed.

"Yes you are," Hermione told him with a smile.

"I will never let it happen again, in fact how about next Hogsmeade weekend you and me go together, like on a date?" Ron asked.

"Well," Hermione said, consider it.

"Please, it's the least I can do," Ron told her.

"Well, ok," Hermione agreed with a huge smile. "See you later."

As Hermione walked out of the library, Ron smiled at the thought that Hermione was willing to give him a second, but then frowned because he knew he had to talk to Kyla now. He ruffled his hair and also walked out of the library, thinking about what he was going to say to her.

Kyla smiled, and let out a sigh of relief. She was sitting a couple tables over from where Ron and Hermione were talking and over heard everything. Kyla liked Ron, but she could never like him that way, especially when all she could think about was Trevor, all her thoughts, the good and the bad. Damn him, that thought always crossed her mind.

She got up and went down to lunch. Her mind was so filled with thoughts about Trevor that she didn't notice Ginny kicking her under the table. It wasn't until Ginny missed her and hit Harry that Kyla notice the people around her. Harry yelped and glared at Ginny. "What was that for?" he asked angrily.

"Sorry, my foot slipped," Ginny explained. "Kyla, are you awake?"

Kyla jumped at her name and nodded. "Good, because I was wondering if you would help me with my astronomy homework. So meet me at the Astronomy tower around three please?" Ginny asked.

Kyla nodded, and went back to her meal. Five minutes to three, Kyla opened the door to the Astronomy tower. She saw Ron looking out the window, towards the lake. She entered and coughed slightly. Ron turned around and saying, "Hi Kyla."

Kyla smiled confused. Ron sat down on one of the chairs and explained, "I need to talk to you, so I had Ginny ask you here. The thing is, I think I sent you some mixed signals. I need to tell you something, about Hermione."

Kyla shook her head, and tried to stop him, but he kept going. "No, I really need to tell you something." Ron paused and asked, "Did you hear something?"

Kyla stopped and listened. After a moment of silence she shook her head. Ron bite his lip and said, "I thought I heard the door open. But the thing is-"

There was a growl and then Ron felt something push him to the ground. He winced in pain, closing his eyes. Then he felt warm breath on his face, and what felt like six little daggers in his shoulder. When the pain in his shoulder increased, Ron popped open his eyes and a panther snarling at him, showing all of its teeth. Ron gulped and saw the panther raise its right paw. It extended it claws and Ron prepared for the worst.

"Rendimoso," Kyla cried, point her wand at the panther. A bolt of fire shot out of her wand, and hit the panther, sending it spiraling off of Ron.

Kyla ran over to Ron to see if see if he was hurt. Once she noticed that Ron was fine, she looked at the panther. It had transformed into man, laying face down on the floor and it looked like he had a big burn on his left side. He sat up on his knees and looked at his burn. He muttered a curse, and then snapped his head towards Kyla. Kyla looked away from him. He tried to get up, but feel over on his back. Kyla got up and helped him up. Once he was up, Kyle hit him on the back of his head. "Ow, what was that about Kyla?"

She glared at him and exclaimed, "Trevor!"

Ron sat up and asked, "Kyla, who is this?"

Trevor walked over to him and smirked. Ron looked up at him and recognized the pale blue eyes. Ron gasped and Trevor nodded. "Let me introduce you to my fist."

That's the last thing Ron heard. Then he felt Trevor's fist connect with his jaw. Then Ron blacked out.

"Trevor," Kyla cried. She went over to Ron to check on him. He was out cold and didn't respond when she slapped him. She noticed that Trevor had clawed Ron's shirt, making marks in it and ripping it. She glared back at Trevor, who looked innocently at her. Her eyes narrowed and she muttered, warningly, "Trevor."

"Kyla, what are you doing with this loser?" he asked.

"Cállesele hijo enfermo de una ramera!" Kyla yelled at him.

"Sorry Kyla, I don't speak Spanish," Trevor told her smugly.

She got up and started hitting him fiercely, yelling, "Bastardo!"

"Ow, ow, ow!" he cried out, trying to block her blows. He wiped out his wand and pointed at her throat. Kyla stopped moving and looked at him with fear. "I can help that."

Kyla looked at him uncertain and Trevor flicked his wand, and then said, "Semntos."

Kyla gasped. It felt like her throat was on fire and that her vocal cords were breaking in half. She was gasping from pain, now she was gasping for air. She fell to the ground, her head pounding. It felt to her like someone was trying to split her head open with a chisel. Then it all stopped and she felt sleepy. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a second. She leaned back and took a couple more breaths. When she reopened her eyes Trevor was sitting on the floor next to her, touching her arm. He looked at her with concern and asked, "Are you ok?"

Kyla pulled her hand away and said, "Like you care."

"Hey, I do care!" Trevor yelled at her.

"Really, that's why you would sell me out to You-know-who for some small amount of cash?" Kyla asked, to angry to care that she could speak English again.

"Well, you're a bitch," Trevor told her.

"I want you to leave," Kyla told him.

Trevor whipped out his wand and pointed at her. "No Miss Kyla, I won't leave."


A/N: Ouch, poor Ron. that's really all I have to say! and thanks for the reviews, love you guys!