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A/N: Wow another update so soon. And over 1000 words. A new record for this story. Kudos to padfoot in purple, my lovely beta. Read and Review please!

In Trouble Already

The first day of lessons. The very first day. And already she had students being sent up to her office. She couldn't understand how Albus had done it, how he could handle all of this and still manage to idly roam the halls. She was going to have a nervous breakdown before she could even step out of her office, though she didn't let her face betray any of this as she beckoned the students in question into her office.

Minerva watched them as they came in one by one. There was Ron, followed by Harry and Ginny, with Pansy in the rear of the line. They all looked furious. Not the final student though, being led in was Hermione, leaning heavily on Bill. She looked a bit worse for wear and quite upset and white-faced.

"What seems to be the problem Professor Weasley," Minerva asked evenly.

"I don't know the whole story, only that when I walked up, Ronald was about to curse Pansy into oblivion, Harry was going to help, and Ginny would have punched her if I hadn't shown up when I did. Hermione was on the floor with about four hexes on her. So, for the whole story, I'd ask them," Bill concluded nodding to the teenagers in front of him.

Minerva gave the five an icy glare before turning once again to Bill. "Alright, thank you, after you help Hermione into a chair you can leave." Bill lifted up Hermione easily and set her in a chair, despite her protest of being able to sit by herself. He then left, closing the door behind him as the other four sat down.

"Well, after that story, I'd like to hear what you would like to say for yourselves. Miss Parkinson, you first. Why are the others angry with you?"

"First, of all I'd like to say it's not my fault that-" Pansy began innocently.

"Not your fault! It bloody well is your fault," Ron bellowed, drowning Pansy out.

"Language, Mr. Weasley. Pansy, please continue," Minerva cut in smoothly.

"Like I was saying," she began and throwing a dirty look at Ron, "It's not my fault. There I was minding my own business when Hermione over there bumps into me. So I do the only thing I could be expected to do. I called her some names; you know Mudblood, no big deal. Nothing more. I mean after all, with Draco gone…" she paused dramatically. "Well, with him gone, someone has to make sure everyone stays in their place."

Minerva looked on in shock at the girl's stupidity. "First of all, I will not tolerate name calling in this school, especially Mudblood which is, in fact, a 'big deal'. Also, I have a suspicion that it was a bit more than just name calling from looking at Miss Granger's current state and what Professor Weasley said. Finally, we do not need you to stand in for Draco in his absence and while everyone does have a place here, it is not in the sense that you think. We all belong here to learn and to be safe, not to be placed in some insane hierarchy."

She stopped for a moment allowing her lecture to sink in before moving on to the next chair hoping for more of the story. "Okay now that we have her side, Ron, may I ask you what you saw happen." She braced herself for another completely biased story.

Ron took a deep breath and started to speak. "Ginny, Harry, Hermione, and I were walking to Charms when along comes Pansy. She smashes into Hermione on purpose and then tells her to 'get out of the way you filthy Mudblood'," Ron began, using a high squeaky voice to imitate Pansy. "Hermione tells Pansy she's sorry, but that it was Pansy's fault, not hers, and then Pansy shoots 10 horribly awful hexes and jinxes at Hermione. Well, I couldn't have that so I, along with Harry, got my wand out and was simply going to disarm her. I can't say anything for Ginny though," he finished in a rush.

"Thank you," Minerva said skeptically. " Though I doubt it was ten hexes. And now Harry, what happened. The truth now."

"Well, like Ron said the four of us were walking to charms. But, I don't know who ran into whom, but whatever happened, Pansy did get mad at Hermione and did call her Mudblood. She then proceeded to throw three hexes her way. Ron and I were infuriated so we went to hex her back. Ginny did look about to punch her but, I don't think she would have. Then Bill, errrr, Professor Weasley came along and stopped us all," Harry said seriously.

"Ah, finally, something that rings true. But, two more questions," Minerva said facing Ginny. "Miss Weasley, would you have punched Pansy?"

"Yes," Ginny said a heavy frown on her face looking about ready to punch Pansy for real this time.

"I see. And Miss Granger is all that true, and if it is, what were the three hexes," Minerva asked sternly her head beginning to hurt.

"Yes, it's true Professor," Hermione said wincing as she talked. "The first hex was Immobulus so that I couldn't defend myself. Followed by a Bat Bogey Hex and then Sectumsempra, but Professor Weasley came along before I could loose much blood at all," Hermione answered matter-of-factly but still very shaken.

"Well just let me tell you that I'm am disappointed in all of you that you would already be in fight on the first day of lessons. So, now you will receive punishments. Pansy, for the use of two extreme curses a week of detention with Professor Weasley, I hear his office needs some major cleaning along with 100 house points from Slytherin. Harry, Ron, and Ginny for provoking a fight you will lose 25 house points each. And Hermione all I can say for you is that you may skip the rest of the lessons and go to the hospital wing, I will notify you teachers. And let me stress to you that I don't want to see anything like this again. Do I make myself clear?" Minerva finished, taking a deep breath. The five nodded their heads.

"Then you are excused." She watched them trudge out and then she locked the door on their way out. Conjuring up a Butterbeer she took a long sip and closed her eyes preparing herself for the next crisis.