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A/N: I hope you all like, this is when you first really see the bad side of Ron. Yeah!

Enjoy!

Chapter 10

Lies and 'Stupefy'

When Hermione came back to the common room, feeling very good, she was met by an unpleasant surprise.

She walked back through the portrait, smiling. Then a face popped out of nowhere.

"What are you so happy about?"

"Nothing, I just ran into Mrs. Norris on my way back," she conjured quickly.

"Why is that a good thing?"

"Because I kicked her."

"And you didn't get in trouble?"

"No, Filch was too busy yelling at Peeves."

"Sure," Ron said as he looked at Hermione suspiciously.

"Seriously Ron."

"And what took you so long?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you've been gone for a long time."

"No I haven't, I've been gone for twenty minutes."

"Yeah, that's a long time for a two-minute snog."

"Ron, do you not trust me? It takes time to walk to and from the bathroom."

"Hermione, of course I trust you."

"Then why did you stay up, to spy on me? That doesn't seem much like trust to me."

"I didn't mean for it to seem like that Hermione."

"Ron, if you can't trust me, then I think that we should not be together."

"Hermione, its not like that, I trust you, I just don't want you off snogging Malfoy, that's all."

"Ron, I have to, it was a bet."

"That's your excuse," Ron said quietly. Ron's anger quickly turned to sadness, his confidence being lowered.

"Ron, I am going to bed, if you want to keep badgering me, you can do it in the morning, but right now, I am not going to stand for you yelling at me. If you can't just trust me, then we are through," she said angrily as she ran up the stairs.

Hermione sat in her bed thinking of everything she had just said to Ron. She had lied to him. A lot. She knew he was just being a good boyfriend, but she was being a horrible girlfriend. She was snogging another guy and she was enjoying it. She just wanted to make the most of the week that they had, because after that, she wouldn't be able to casually kiss him anymore.

She then thought about what it would be like for her and Draco to be together. It really wouldn't be seen as a good thing at all would it? She would never be able to actually be with him, she would have to see him in private.

It would be so much easier if she just stayed with Ron. But he had been spying on her. He did have good reason—she was off snogging Malfoy—Draco could've taken advantage of her, but he didn't, when she asked him to stop, he did. Well, it took him a couple of times, but he did stop.

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Ron was thinking about what she said. Did she not want to be with him anymore? Did she want to be with Malfoy? He didn't know anymore. But at the moment, she was still his, and he was going to make sure she knew that.

Ron had also been thinking how he was going to get Malfoy back for this. He was going to make him pay; he was going to make them both pay.

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As the week went by, Hermione and Draco shared a lot more long kisses, and Draco took a lot more cold showers. For Hermione would always leave him, not wanting to go further. He wanted to go further but he knew that she was still going out with the Weasel and she already felt as though she was cheating on him.

He still needed a way for them to break up, because he needed them to, so that he actually had a chance for her to fall in love with him. He was still, after all, doing this for Blaise's bet. But he never thought that he would actually start to fall for the Mudblood. At least her kisses.

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On the second to the last day of the bet, Ron decided that he was going to follow his little, lying, whore of a girlfriend. He borrowed Harry's invisibility cloak and when Hermione left, he followed close behind. He knew that they met in the Prefect's Bathroom because that was where no one would bother them. No one would be seeing if the 'good kids' in school were taking showers in the middle of the night.

As Hermione left the portrait, Ron followed close behind. He wore only his socks, for he thought his shoes would make too much noise. He followed her for what seemed like forever, but actually turned out to be only five minutes.

When Hermione went in the bathroom, she looked around. Draco was nowhere to be seen.

"Draco…" She called out. It was already midnight, and Draco was never late. Where was he? "Draco?"

Oh? Draco is it? Ron thought. Hermione decided that he might just have some trouble getting there, so she sat down, her head against the wall.

Ron watched her from under the invisibility cloak. He was angry because Hermione looked sad at the thought that Malfoy wasn't there. This thought, in fact, made him furious. Why would she even care, why would she wait for him, if she didn't enjoy it? He started thinking about all the things that he could do to her, when all of a sudden he was pushed forward onto the floor.

"What the fuck?" Draco screamed out as he tripped over apparently nothing.

"What's wrong Draco?" Hermione asked as she got up.

"I don't know, I just…" he was rambling as he got up off the floor.

"Well, are you okay? What did you trip on?"

"I don't know, I just walked in and..." He kicked the air, only to find his foot hit something solid.

"Humph," they heard from nowhere.

Hermione figured out what had happened already. She reached down and as she felt her hands against a soft material, she grabbed it and pulled it away, revealing a badly bruised Ron Weasley.

"Ron Weasley. I don't know what to say, you just…get out of my sight. NOW!"

"Hermione, I know you don't mean that."

"Yes I do. I never want to talk to you again."

"Hermione…"

"No, Ron, I told you that if you couldn't trust me, then we were through. And obviously, this is considered not much trust. Now go away, Ron."

"Hermione…"

"Did you hear what she said, Weasel, go, now."

"Why are you defending her?"

"I…"

"What the hell is going on with you two?"

"Ron, just go away."

"No, I am not going to leave you here, just so you and ferret boy here can snog."

"Ron, leave, before I am forced to do something that I don't want to do."

"And what would that be?" he asked in a mocking voice.

"Leave, or you will find out—the hard way."

"I am not going to leave unless you come with me."

"Then you're just going to have to stay here as we snog, Weasel," Draco proposed.

"No, Hermione is coming with me."

"No, she's staying here."

"No, she's coming with me!" Ron screamed.

"She is going to stay here," Draco said.

"No…"

"BOYS!"

"What?" they both said, while still looking fiercely in each other's eyes.

"Why are you fighting?"

"We always fight, there is nothing new about this," Draco said matter of factly.

"I know, but can you please just stop. It is so annoying. Plus, Draco you are supposed to be nice."

"I was being nice. I wanted to kill him, but I didn't, did I?"

"Shut up, Malfoy."

"Why don't you, Weasel?"

"Because she is my girlfriend, and I am not going to leave here without her."

"Ron, you are going to leave without me, you are going to go back to the common room, and you are going to stay there until I get back."

"You are not the boss of me."

"Neither are you of me."

"Yes I am. I'm your boyfriend."

"That does not make you the boss of me, Ron Weasley. We are through."

"No, we're not. And you are coming back to the common room with me."

"No I'm not."

"You pathetic, lying, cheating, who-" But his words were cut off as two spells hit him at the same time. He rolled his eyes back as he fell unconscious on the floor.

"I'm sorry, he was just getting on my nerves," Draco said with a hesitant smile.

"He deserved it. But now I have to take him back to the common room," Hermione said, returning the smile.

"What about our snog?" Draco asked childishly

"Well, for that…" She stood up on her tiptoes and planted a small kiss on his cheek.

"No, you are not going to get away with that," Draco said as her wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in for more.

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After yet another cold shower, Draco made his way back to his room. He was still thinking about what the Weasel had said to her. He had said that he was the boss of her—that he was in charge. He acted as though she was his slave; that she had to obey his every command. Draco didn't like that, which was why he had stunned him. Though, Hermione had thought about the same thing at the same time for she had also stunned him. Two hits from the same spell by probably the two most powerful wizards in the school that was going to leave a mark. Draco just hoped that he didn't get in trouble for it. You are not supposed to do magic to another student. He could get kicked out of school. But he was sure that Hermione would come up with a plausible excuse.

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When Hermione left the bathroom, she put a hover charm on Ron so that she could float him behind her, then she covered him with the invisibility cloak, just incase she got stopped by a teacher.

When she got back to the common room, she left Ron on the couch, and muttered the counter curse before she walked upstairs, away from Ron. She could not stand him right now. Just the thought of him trying to control her, it just made her so mad. She wanted to be as far away from him as possible. She went up to her room and fell into another uneasy sleep. In fact, the first she had had since the beginning of the week.

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Ron felt his headache. He felt like his brain was about to explode. He sat groggily up and was amazed to find himself on the couch in the common room. What had happened, how had he gotten there, what happened to Hermione? Understandably, he was pissed beyond all reason. He slowly remembered what had happened in the bathroom, and he remembered that Draco had fired at him, with his wand. Oh, he was going to pay dearly for this. Yes, he was.

Lemons and Love

Brittany