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Chapter 8

The fight

In early, early spring when the snow had barely begun to melt, Hermione had informed Ron and Harry about the incident with Malfoy on the astronomy tower. Ron had been upset at first about it, but he had recovered. One nice day at the end of February, Ron and Hermione were strolling across the grounds (Harry had set out to find another Horcrux)when,

"Oh, look, how cute is this? What're you two doing, discussing what color to make the bridesmaids dresses?" Malfoy snortedas he stepped out from behind a tree.

"What do you want?" Ron asked venomously.

"Shut up, Weasel! I need to talk to Granger." Malfoy snapped, attempting to walk around Ron to get to Hermione.

"Oh, no you don't! I know this trick and I'm not going to fall for it! Your hopeless, you know that?" Hermione stepped out from behind Ron and took a step closer to Malfoy, still speaking.

"So you can just take your lame crap elsewhere, because I'm not going to take anymore of it

WHAM!

Malfoy had smacked Hermione hard across the face, knocking her over.

"Don't you lay a hand on my girl!" Ron shouted, launching himself at Malfoy.

The next couple of minutes were a blur to Hermione. It was just a bunch of Flailing limbs, as far as Hermione could tell and it was hared to know who was winning. Finally, Ron picked Malfoy up by the collar of his shirt and said dangerously,

"If you ever so much as look at Hermione again like I've watched you do all year, I'll curse you into oblivion!" Then, Ron dropped Malfoy , who looked humiliated for a second, then scurried away. There was some scattered applause from the crowd that had gathered to watch the fight.

"Come on, Hermione, let's go." Ron helped Hermione up off the ground and escorted her back to Gryffindor Tower.

In the girl's dormitory, there was a package addressed to Hermione on her bed. Hermione walked in with Ginny and opened it. Inside was her mothers wedding dress. Ginny squealed her approval. Hermione hugged the dress to her chest and breathed in her mother's familiar scent of peppermints. The dress itself was a marvelous piece of work, Hermione's mother had made it herself. It was snow-white silk and lace, strapless, with glass beads and pearls embroidered into exquisite designs on the bodice. In the bottom of the box, there was a magnificent veil wit an almost crown of diamonds across the part where the veil would touch the crown of her head.

"OH, MY, GOD! That is so beautiful! Go put it on right now!" Ginny cried. Hermione did, much to Ginny's delight.

"Oh, my goodness! We'll have to do something about that wedding of yours." Ginny said, and with a quick spell, she had striated Hermione's wavy hair and then started to change it's color. They both finally agreed on strawberry-blonde hair with gold highlights.

"You're a masterpiece!" Ginny exclaimed, hugging Hermione.

Once her hair had been returned to it's normal state and the dress was back in its box, Hermione and Ginny walked down to dinner, arm in arm.

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Next chapter: Confrontation and conversations

Malfoy does something drastic, and Hermione convinces Ginny to do what will make her happy...

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