Hi guys! I have decided to only update on the weekends and occasionally on weekdays because I just don't have time to do it any other time. So there will probably be a weekly update. Well here is chapter 9.

Enjoy...

Chapter 9

Confrontation and Conversations

Ron sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall day dreaming about Hermione. Hermione and him getting married, them having kids, their kids having kids...

But his day dream was interrupted by a glint of metal on Draco Malfoys belt. A knife. Ron saw that Malfoy was going towards the door. As he looked, Malfoy suddenly drew his knife and ran at th door, where Ron looked just in time to see bushy, brown curls whip around the corner and out of sight.

Hermione.

Without another thought or word, Ron sprang from the table and charged after the two.

Hermione ran for her life. She had seen the knife Malfoy had been holding and was sure he was chasing her. What he would do if he caught her, she knew only too well.

She rounded a corner and ran right into Malfoy. She screamed at the top of her lungs. He swiftly brought the knife up and down, but, too late. Hermione was already tearing down the next corridor, screaming,

"Help me! Somebody please help me!"

Malfoy finally caught her and began tracing the blunt edge of the knife down her cheek.

"I love you, Hermione," he said.

"No, you don't!" Hermione shrieked.

"You only want me because you know you can never have me!" she went on. Malfoy suddenly got a murderous look in his eyes.

Then, he cut her across her face.

"Not so pretty now, are you?" He said, grabbing Hermione and slamming her back against the wall.

"Get away from Hermione, you great, ugly git!" a voice shouted from behind them. Malfoy turned and was promptly hit in the face by a stupefying spell. After recovering, he discovered that Hermione and Weasly were gone. He ran after them, with one thing on his mind; Pop goes the Weasel.

"Are you okay, 'Mione?" Ron asked once they were in the safety of their own common room and the sounds of Malfoy's vicious threats and cursing had died away.

"Oh, Ron, I'm fine, but thank Merlin you got there when you did. If you hadn't, I don't know what would've happened," Hermione replied.

Later that night, Hermione was sitting in the common room with Ginny, listening to her gab about Harry.

"...I mean, he's just so brave and handsome, and he did save my life in my first year," she gushed.

"So, what's the matter with you? Go ask him out again, if you like him so much," Hermione said more like a statement than a suggestion.

"I know I should, but..." Ginny trailed off.

"But what?" Hermione said, trying to get it out of her.

"But, I don't know. I think I'm afraid he'll say no," she replied, staring into the fire.

"Who'll say no to what?" a very sleepy voice said from behind them. Harry was coming down the boys dormitory steps, looking very groggy.

"Umm... Harry?" Hermione said, standing up.

"Hmm?" He replied, staring at Ginny.

"Ginny has something she would like to say to you." Hermione said, trying tremendously hard not to laugh at the look of utmost terror on Ginny's face.

"I'll just leave you two lovebir- I mean..." Hermione caught herself just in time,

"...I mean, friends, alone," Hermione finished, giving Hermione an overly excited thumbs-up behind Harry's back and then tore up to the girls dorm where she collapsed on her bed and shook with laughter.

Hey, so I hope you guys liked the end of this chapter as much as I do.lol. so anyways, The next capter is uber short. Like a paragraph. It's kind of a subchapter, actually, but it is told from Ginny's POV. Soooo...

NEXT CHAPTER:GINNY WINS.

Ginny gets her way...

Stay tuned!