Hell everyone, well making dentures for my patients can be pretty boring, I tell you.

Chapter 10

Clenching his fists at his side, Draco replied tightly 'Fine, if that's how you want it.'

Turning around he made his way towards the great doors which led directly into the court yard. Shrugging off his cloak and then his tie in rapid swift movements, he proceeded to roll up his sleeves and turned around to confront Ron.

Now Ron was not about to be out done in this sudden show of masculinity, and so he too was shrugging of his cloak and wrenching his tie off.

Now Ginny was watching this interesting show of muscles with rising panic. Dammit those two were going to make fools of themselves. But before she could say a word, Ron charged towards Draco like a bull complete with the maniacal yell and it was completely futile for all Draco did was side - step him.

But that did not deter Ron at all, infact it only served to fuel him with energy to turn around and charge at Draco again, and this time Draco in a great show of bravado faced him and the two of them were rolling around in the mud like a couple of pigs.

Ginny watched horrified. Try as she might she could not get a word out, for she was completely stunned to watch two grown men behave like barn animals, this was simply ridiculous.

Draco socked Ron in his jaw, and Ron fell backwards, the wind knocked out of him momentarily but the next second he had effectively punched Draco in his gut. Draco fell backwards with a muttered oath but then instantly swept Ron into one of those intense tackles that one can see when they pay good money to watch two men thrashing around in a boxing ring.

Only for Ginny it was for free. And she was getting front row seats.

By now a considerable crowd had gathered for it was not everyday one got to see a good male brawl. It generally happened in bars but in this case the male testosterone between them was having the same effect as the age old whisky.

Draco was repeatedly slamming his fist into Ron's gut who in between muffled cries was pounding his fists into Draco's spine for he was not to be out done in this show of strength and bravery.

Finally Ginny found her voice. 'Stop this nonsense both of you'll!'

'Just what the hell do you think you are doing? What the bloody hell do you think of your selves.?'

Both Ron and Draco stopped instantaneously with their fists in mid air. It had to take a woman to stop them from continuing with this drunken fist fight.

'Ginny don't interfere, he's been asking for it since the day he was born.' Ron was panting heavily.

'Shut up Ron, just shut up. Don't open your mouth, both of you' she cried angrily at the sight of Draco about to interject.

'Just look at yourselves! Grown men reduced to animals covered in mud from head to toe! Is this the only way you men know of settling disputes, using your fists and aiming for any part of the anatomy you can reach for! Did sitting down and discussing it like civilized adults ever enter that pea sized brain that you are so proud of claiming you possess?'

'There's nothing to discuss' yelled Ron hotly, 'this fucking bastard's been having designs on you since day one and I'm the fool who did'nt act sooner.'

'Well if I'm such a fucking bastard then how come I did'nt fuck your sister' said Draco crudely.

At this a furious Ron once again sprawled over Draco yelling expletives.

Grabbing Draco by his once pristine white shirt which was now covered a muddy brown she yanked him off Ron.

'Stop this right now and I mean it' she said in a deathly whisper.

'Ron, this is not the Gothic Era where if a man so much as looks at a woman, he's thrown to the lions. I can deal with Draco's advances, if any, wanted or unwanted myself. Stop pounding each other senseless.' She was breathing heavily with barely controlled fury.

Just looking at them was making her lose control and slap them both. Ron was busy wiping the blood from his torn lip and Draco's breaths were short and laboured with one side of his face rapidly turning purple.

Turning around she stalked away aware that the scenario had just cost her her self respect as well as her privacy.

She really needed to get away and she made her way back to the Gryffindor Tower but not before the portrait of The Fat Lady asked her excitedly 'Is it true that Ron was beating up Draco because he found out about your affair with him?'

'Mind your own business' she snarled and The Fat Lady was quite taken aback for Ginny was normally very complacent.

Storming into the common room she hurled the first thing within her sight across the room, a flower vase. Hearing the portrait swing open behind her, she turned around angry rivulets running down her eyes.

She was facing a bruised and bloody Ron who was holding his cloak slung across his back. He threw her a disgusted look before throwing his cloak across the armchair.

Still smouldering she turned to him, 'How can you do this Ron?'

Ron gave a very bitter laugh. 'Finding out that my sister's been getting knocked about by a Malfoy gives me the much needed strength.'

'Malfoy did not knock me up as you so very eloquently put it. What kind of a woman do you think I am?'

'The kind who's stupid enough to get involved with a Malfoy in the first place' growled Ron.

She gaped at him in shock.

'Ron, I don't need you to tell me that he's a Malfoy, but I would really appreciate it if you let me make my own decisions!'

'Definitely not if they are the kinds that leave you running into his arms!'

She had never seen Ron this angry before and she was failing to see the fact that he was so worked up because he was very protective about her and Malfoy was not exactly the Golden Boy either.

'Do you love him?' demanded Ron tightly.

'Wh-what' questioned Ginny momentarily thrown off balance.

'Dammit Ginny just answer the question' yelled Ron furiously shaking her.

Okay I'm going to stop right here. Well in this chapter I put forward the fact that the only way guys settle disputes amongst themselves is by the use of fists and this was admitted to me by a male friend. That's why they are so completely useless. Now that's the feminist in me talking. Anyway please drop a review I would love to read the feed back for this chapter. If you leave behind your email id I shall let you know when I update this fic.