Ron, Harry, and Hermione walked out of Divination, all looking a little depressed.
"Eight times! I think she's broken a record! She predicted my death eight times! That woman is definitely a wacko," said Harry frowning.
"Well, just think, Voldemort isn't going to kill you every time you die, only the first three times," said Ron sarcastically. Hermione gave off a chuckle. Ron looked over and blushed profusely. At the sight of this Harry rolled his eyes. He was sick of seeing Ron and Hermione hide their feelings for each other. He couldn't help being a hypocrite; he still hadn't told Ginny he liked her.
As they walked down the hall, they were rudely interrupted by the person they all disliked with a passion.
"Well, if it isn't little Harry Potter," said Draco Malfoy with his usual sneer.
"Well, if it isn't ferret boy," said Harry stepping up to him with no fear, whatsoever, in his mind.
Malfoy gave off a laugh that showed he was acting like he didn't care, yet his acting was horrible. "Hmm……is that all you got on me? That was what? Two years ago? I was immature then. I wish that Mad Eye Moody would try me now. He'd see what he missed," Malfoy laughed. Crabbe and Goyle quickly chimed in when they saw that he needed his gooneys to back him up.
"Empty threat, isn't it, Malfoy? Seeing as, Moody isn't here," Hermione gave off a sarcastic girly laugh, "And let me assure you, he didn't miss anything."
Ron didn't try to hard to hide his laughter. It might have even been a little exaggerated.
"Did this filthy little mudblood talk to me again?" Malfoy asked looking up to Crabbe and Goyle.
Ron stepped in front of Hermione and said through gritted teeth, "Do you mind saying that one more time. I didn't catch it."
Malfoy lifted his eyebrow and gave a fake courteous smile, "I said 'Did this filthy mudblood talk to ma again?' Did you hear me that time?" said Malfoy still smiling.
Ron whipped out his wand so swiftly that Malfoy didn't have time to arm himself.
"Just making sure," Ron said smiling now, "I didn't want to beat the guts out of you without making sure you disserved it," At this Hermione went up to Ron and tugged on his arm.
"Don't!" she said with a longing look in her eyes.
At that moment when Ron looked down at Hermione, Malfoy pulled out his wand and screamed, "Expelliarmus!" Ron's wand flew out of his hand in a swift second.
Hermione acted quickly and shouted in the defense of Ron, "FURNUNCULUS!" When Malfoy's body erupted in boils, Hermione gave off a laugh. She just said the spell that came to mind. Malfoy looked enraged. A mudblood had just used magic on him. That must have been the biggest insult on him.
"Incendio!" Hermione's arm erupted in flames. She screamed and tried to get out the flames. Ron reached for his wand, but realized that Malfoy had sent it flying just moments earlier. He saw the fire creeping up Hermione's robes.
"I've got it!" screamed Harry. He pulled off his robe and through it on the ground next to Hermione. "Evanesco!"
Hermione's sleeve disappeared. "Thankyou!" she screamed to Harry.
"Grab the robe, Hermione!" screamed Harry, pointing to the robe franticly.
"Please! Grab the robe!" shouted Malfoy with a look of disgust on his face. Ron was just gaping at her.
Hermione looked down and saw that her robes were disappearing from the bottom to the top. Hermione grabbed the robe before it could go anywhere past her legs.
"Thanks, Harry! Really!" Hermione said sarcastically.
Malfoy immediately rounded on Ron again. Ron smiled at the competition. "So, where was…."
"Expelliarmus!" Hermione screamed. Malfoy's wand went flying. Both Ron and Malfoy were now empty handed. Ron looked around trying to withstand his anger; He failed miserably. Ron walked up to Malfoy and through a fist right at his nose.
Malfoy coiled for a split second, but looked up quickly with his hand on his nose. He quickly retaliated, and through a punch right back at Ron in the same exact place.
"Isn't this sad?" said Ron, muffled. His hand was over his nose now. It was letting out a good flow of blood now. "Malfoy can't even come up with his own place to punch me."
"You're right! The stomach is much more effective!" Malfoy swung his fist into Ron's stomach so quickly that Ron couldn't even think of a means to block him.
"Oh, yea!" Ron said, swinging his fist into Malfoy's stomach, "You're right!"
Malfoy stumbled back and found balance on the wall. Ron turned and grabbed his stomach in an effort to subside the burning in his stomach. This effort didn't help much, the burning only grew.
Malfoy gave a growl, ran up to Ron while his back was turned, and shoved him head first into the wall. Ron grabbed the wall in an effort to steady himself, but fell to the ground anyway.
Hermione couldn't watch this any longer. Tears were already streaming down her face. "Immobulus!" she screamed sincerely. Malfoy's body fell to the ground, not being able to move.
Hermione ran up to Ron in a hurry. Harry followed with worry in his eyes.
"Are you alright?" Hermione whispered to Ron. He was sitting, leaning back on the wall. His elbows were leaning on his arched legs. His face was covered in blood from when Malfoy struck him in the face.
Ron gave a weak smile and said, "I'm fine. Rea.." As Ron tried to get up, he fell back down when he had a dizzy spell, "Just a little dizzy."
"Oh, Ron," said Hermione hugging him tightly. When she let go, she looked at him with sympathetic eyes.
"Really, Hermione. I'm fine," he said, trying to comfort Hermione. He let his head fall and rest on the wall. He closed his eyes to drown out the pain he was feeling in the left side of his body. Hermione let out a whimper. She knew that Ron was in pain, and she knew that she would have to visit him in the hospital wing, yet, again.