A/N: kricket….ha ha ha, I always enjoy reading your reviews, they make me laugh!

I may not update as much for a week because of spring break, and I'm sorry for not updating before because I was at a volleyball tournament!

A/N:I got a new reviewer, yey thank you so much!

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Last Chapter: Draco watched patiently as he saw Ron's nervousness, Harry's realization, Ron's fear, and then Harry's anger. Words were unimportant; he knew what was going on. Potter, although he was his rival, was not a total imbecile; the Golden Boy had put two and two together. Maybe Draco would not have to play any more parts in this after all.

Harry had to almost drag Ron out of the hall; they stumbled down the stairs to a tree next to the lake. Harry pushed Ron down onto the gnarled roots of the tree, folded his arms and waited. Slowly Ron let his eyes meet with Harry's.

"Well?" Harry questioned, getting impatient with Ron's indecisiveness to tell his best friend anything about one of their other best friends.

"Well, you see, it…it, was Malfoy."

"What?" Harry spat out in disbelief. He knew Draco Malfoy hated him and his friends, and he knew how cruel he could be, but he was finding it rather hard to believe that Malfoy, who hated Mudbloods so very much, would ever do a thing like that. Anyway, if he had, why did he rescue her?

"Somehow, I think you're lying to me, Ron."

Ron's eyes looked desperate. They pleaded to Harry to believe what he was saying, because otherwise he would have to tell him the truth. And Harry could read every single emotion that filled his friend's eyes, and he had no sympathy.

"Ron, if you don't tell me, I'm going to get Dumbledore, and I'll put you in a full body bind so you don't runaway!"

Ron nodded his head in acknowledgement and turned his head to look at the lake, his face nothing but the perfect picture of remorse, sorrow, and anger.

He coughed a little and rubbed his face against his sleeve before starting.

"Erm... Where do I begin?"

"I don't care, Ron, but I think you at least owe me an explanation for all of this.

Ron continued staring out at the lake and began his sorrowful, pitiful, angry story that only left Harry appalled that some one as twisted as these two boys could have ever been his friends and his girlfriend's friends.

) I know, I know, a cliffhanger…. But I just couldn't help it! (