Don't Tell Her
Ron burst into Harry's room causing Harry to slip and mess up his letter to Ginny. "So Ron where's the fire that would cause you to so brutally burst in here for!" Ron took a step back toward the door.
"Luna said yes!" he said in a small voice. Harry turned around to face Ron looking rather angry.
"Said yes to what?" Harry asks. Ron took another step back toward the door.
""I can't tell you till Hermione gets home." He said and was about to turn around to leave but stopped. "Weren't you supposed to pick her up from work?" Harry nodded.
"I was but she got a last minute assignment." He said "now if you aren't going to tell me…GET LOST!" Ron ran out of the room, down to the hall to his room where he slammed and locked the door. He walked over and picked up the letter from Luna.
Dear Ron,
I would love to date you can you please pick me up over Christmas break?
Love,
Luna
Ron laid back on his bed smiling to himself and then drifted off to sleep. A few hours had passed when everyone heard a loud banging on the door. Harry and Ron jumped up and headed for the stairs. Harry made it to the door first. He unlocked the door and opened it.
"Malfoy what are.." Harry trailed off when he saw Hermione's limp form craddled in his arms. He stepped out of the way and let Malfoy pass. Malfoy spread Hermione out on the couch and brushed a few locks of hair from her face.
"Right now she's out sold and has some minor bruises but she should be fine when she wakes up." Malfoy took a deep breath and began to leave. "One more thing, don't tell her I brought her back here."