Chapter 5: Ron! How could you!

She opened it and Draco was standing there. His nose was bleeding and he was badly bruised.

"What happened?"

"Ron happened."

"You're joking!"

"Um….No! He totally beat the crap outta me!"

"Where is he?"

"I dunno. After he finished, he ran off. I followed him up here and then he went behind this Fat Lady!"

"I must not have noticed him, then."

"Well! Go get him!"

"Okay, C'mon."

"Can't."

"Why not."

"School rule."

"Right."

Hermione ran back into the common room. She saw Harry sitting there. She ran up to him. "Where'd he go?"

"Who?"

"You know who! Ron!"

"Why you looking for him? You finally come to your senses?"

"No, but he needs to come to his. He totally beat the crap outta Draco!"

"Nooooo." Harry was really amused. He found this whole thing funny.

"Where is he!"

"Up in the boys dorm."

"Oooomigood!" Hermione ran to the foot of the stairs. She started to run up, but the stairs turned to a ramp. "Fudge!"

"You can't get up." ((Harry))

"Well, then. I'll have to bring him to me. RONALD! GET DOWN HEERRREEE! GET YOUR BIG FAT ASS DOWN HERE!"

No reply.

"You're so stubborn! Accio Ronald!" Ronald came flying down the stairs and landed on his rump.

"Why did you do that?"

"What?"

All the younger years had fled up to the dorms, but all the older years were enjoying this as much as Harry.

"You know perfectly well 'What?'!"

"Um, no. I don't."

"Get up." Hermione marched Ron out the portrait and in front of Draco. "Why!"

"I didn't do that! I swear!"

"Ron! How could you! You beat him up and then deny it!"

"But I didn't do it!"

"You're so freekin unbelievable! Go away!"

"But I didn't do it!"

"Just leave!"

"Hold on! Sure, I love you! Yes, that's true! I love you, but I have to respect your choice. And yes, I hate Draco, but! But, I respect your decision! I.. I want you to be happy and if he makes you happy then I have to accept it."

"Oh, how touching, Weasel. But, you did beat the crap out of me. So-,"

"No, Draco. I believe Ron. If he says he didn't do it, then I believe him."

"But."

"NO! I believe Ron."

"But."

"I said I believe Ron!"

"Hermione. But,"

"Get outta my sight! NOW!"

"I've heard of open minded, but this is so frickin - you need to stop changing your mind, kid."

Draco ran. He knew better than to cross Hermione's path's when she was angry, but he just had to say that. Ron had beaten the crap outta him. He had. It wasn't easy for Draco to admit it. He did have pride and dignity.

When he got back to the dorm, every one was crowded around something. He pushed through into the center. Goyle was lying there on the floor, in a pool of blood. "What happened?" He asked the seventh year next to him.

"I…. It was just so sudden."

"What?"

"Him."

"Huh?" He didn't get it at first.

"Him. The Lord."

"Oh."

R&R.