Chapter 10 The Wrath of the Weasley

Sorry I took so long, I'm trying to end my 'You put a spell on me' story, So I've been wrapped up in plans, schoolwork, stuff with friends, you know the deal, please review, Thanks!

Katrina

Hermione walked the dead hall ways, she hadn't spoken to Draco all week. Draco hadn't made an effort to and she just avoided him. Ron and Harry also noticed the trend. Harry was getting excited hoping that Hermione would come back to them, so they would then be the Trio United once more. Ron however didn't want her back, she had changed to him. She was no longer the Hermione Granger he knew or liked.

Ron was always a very stubborn person, but never ever to this extent. Harry begged and pleaded for Ron to come and talk to Hermione but Ron objected saying he was disgusted Harry would even suggest that. Thing's hadn't been good for the two boy's since their return to Hogwarts, So far they had both gotten zero's on all the test and quiz's, They hadn't been doing their homework, Ron had been very cranky since he found out. He had been taking it all out on Harry, Their friendship wasn't going well either.

Hermione was the main key.

Hermione finally reached the common room, bolting to her room. It was time she got things straight. She had to sort it out once and for all. She had to forget about the prophecy for now. She had to make things right. Hermione grabbed her parchment and quill.

Ron and Harry,

I'm sorry.. I miss you guy's. I'm going to forget about the prophecy and it can be like old times. Meet me in the common room at 11:30 Tonight if you accept my apology.

Love Always no matter what,

Hermione Granger

Hermione sealed the letter and sent it off with Lavenders owl, Lavender never cared if she used her. Hermione waited and waited.. Hoping the time would go faster, It didn't . It was only 9:30pm, Along time to go yet. Hermione sat staring at her photo album, all the good times when she thought her 'parents' had neglected her because she was a mistake or some thing like that.

The day's when she had to help the famous boy who lived protect the world. Now she had to turn against him and Ron. And all the sudden she was going out with Draco. Hermione hated the world today. No denying it that she had feelings for him though. She did, she truly did. She just didn't want to accept the fact that they were fighting.

Hermione really shouldn't have been mad at Draco, he was trying to help her. She should have understood that he was only trying to help. Maybe it was for the best that they weren't talking, the trio could possibly be united, making Malfoy their enemy once again. But then again Hermione couldn't possibly forget all the things Draco helped her through. Was she ready to do this?

Should she just cancel with Ron and Harry and go apologize with Draco? These thought's were swimming through her mind, Hermione didn't even notice that Lavender had entered the room. She was now frantically waving her hand in front of Hermione's face.

Hermione looked as if she had been petrified. Her eyes still rested upon the bed post, her attention not directed on her eye site but thought's that swirled in her mind, vision's of the trio in the ministry of magic crossed over with visions of Draco holding her protectively. Kissing her- calling her names, Harry laughing with her-crying out for her to be okay, Ron blushing when she embarrassed him-Ron screaming at her for turning away and ruining their friendship. Her thought's all lead back to this all being Voldemort's fault. It was all him. Everything chaotic lead back to him, Death's, the war, fear, hate, Everything bad was his fault. Hermione wanted to rip out his throat with her bare hands. Kill him. Hermione had never ever felt like this with any one before, she had never truly 'hated' any one to the point of wishing death upon them .She wasn't a killer. Was she?

"HERMIONE!" Lavender screamed. Hermione shot back to reality. The loud beeping of Hermione's watch was going off, 11:00pm It read. Hermione clicked the button causing it to stop it's beeping.

"It's about time! Jesus Girl, where were you? Off on cloud 9 with Draco?" Lavender laughed. She could be so clueless some times, Hermione thought.

"No.. Sorry… I got to go…" Hermione said jumping off of her bed and running out of the room. She slowly traveled down the stone steps leading to the common room. Hermione reached the last step, taking a deep breath she entered the common room.

The fire crackled. No sight of any one. Hermione didn't know if she should be rejoicing or crying. Hermione went and sat in one of the three arm chairs near the fire. It comforted her, she hadn't sat here with them since last year, she remembered comforting Harry late at night, Oh the thing's that Harry and her talked about.

He was always the one that would understand her. Always… Even in a time like this Harry respected her descian. He was a great friend. Hermione absently stared into the fire, it licked the sides of the fire place, eventually turning to a dull flame. Hermione looked down at her watch, 11:39pm, They mustn't of forgiven me, she thought. Hermione went to get up but was being held down by a strong grasp on her shoulder.

"Ow, Let go!" She told the person. Hermione looked up and was greeted by the red shag of a certain Weasley.

"Please Ron, Let go…" She whimpered " Your hurting me."

"Tell me you finally realized you were wrong for once! Tell me your not going back to the ferret." He spat angrily.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione asked holding back the tears.

"Not coming, Now TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO HEAR!" He said in a deathly whisper.

"Please let go!" She begged. Ron still held on to her shoulder, moving in front of her he placed his right hand on her throat, she gasped.

"r-r-o-n p-l-e-a-se" She gasped. Ron had a look of pure hatred. If looks could kill, there wouldn't be any more Hermione Granger.

"TELL ME YOU AREN'T TALKING TO MALFOY!" Hermione was desperate for air, she raised her foot and kicked Ron in the groin, Gasping for air she struggled to get up. She looked at Ron who was on the ground clutching himself.

"Draco would have never touched me like that, I was wrong about you! You're a bastard!" Hermione went to run for the stairs, Ron grabbed her left leg and looked into her eyes. He did something no one ever thought he would do, he grabbed Hermione and slapped her. Hermione blacked out from the force.

Sorry for the lateness, hate it? Love it? Review it! Or no more chaps! So review!

Katrina