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Chapter 17: Protezione

Harry and Ron were in their dorm pacing around their beds thinking about Hermione's new fiancé. They wanted her to be happy, but they really didn't want her to marry their enemy, no matter what they told her the night before.

"Harry, what the hell are we going to do? We can't let her marry Malfoy." said Ron, fiercely.

"I know, Ron, but what else can we do? They love each other, how are we supposed to get her away from him?" asked Harry.

"I don't know, but we have to do something. For god sakes, she got raped because she is with him!" yelled Ron.

"I know Ron! Don't take your anger out on me!" yelled Harry.

"Sorry, mate, I'm just worried about Hermione, that's all." Ron calmed himself down slowly.

"It's alright. I am too." Harry calmed down too. They both sat down on their beds and thought for a little while before Ron confessed something that Harry had no idea about.

"I really thought that would work…" said Ron to himself, but Harry overheard.

"You really thought what would work?" he asked curiously.

"Uh…nothing…" said Ron very nervously and he avoided Harry's eyes.

"Ron, what did do you?" Harry asked, his anger rising because he knew that Ron did something to try and hurt Hermione already.

"I..I.." he stuttered, "I might've told someone something…" he still wouldn't look at Harry.

"Who and what did you tell someone?" he said low and dangerously.

"I could've possibly…maybe…told…" he sputtered.

"Spit it out, Ron!" Harry yelled now standing in front of Ron.

"I told Draco's father that he loved Hermione!" Ron yelled back, but soon regretted it. Harry punched Ron hard in the face, making his nose bleed.

"How the fuck could you do that Ron! She's our friend! Practically our sister! And yet you got her raped, possessed, and nearly killed! All because she fell in love with a Malfoy! Even I'm not that low!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, taking a breath after each sentence, and punched Ron in the face again. He walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out the common room. Everyone watched as he walked by and out the portrait, they had heard yelling, but couldn't make out the words, but the yelling told them not to mess with him. Harry headed straight for the Heads' Dorms and knocked loudly. He could hear someone walking towards the door to open it.

"I need to talk to Hermione." said Harry to Draco. Draco could see Harry's bleeding, bruising knuckles on his right hand. Draco stepped aside and pointed to the couch. Harry walked over to Hermione and she could see that he was mad.

"Harry, what happened?" she said pointing to his knuckles.

"Hermione, Ron did it." he said.

"Did what?" she asked suspiciously.

"Hermione, Draco, "he said as Draco sat down next to Hermione, "Ron told your father about you loving Hermione. Ron's the one that leaked to your father." he finished.

"I'm going to kill that fucking bastard." Hermione's eyes narrowed. Both boys looked at her oddly. Harry had expected Draco to say something like that.

"Hermione, calm down-" Draco started, but was cut off.

"No! I will not calm down!" she stood up, "You can't expect me to calm down after what he caused me to go through! After what he caused us to go through!" she turned to Draco, who finally understood why she didn't seem bothered about what happened. She was holding all her feelings in and now she's about to blow.

"I can't believe him! I swear to God I'll get him back for this!" she yelled, she was very slowly calming down.

"Hermione," said Draco, grabbing her shoulders lightly, "I want to hurt him just as much as you do, but I think someone would notice his disappearance." he smirked. Hermione gave a weak smile, but immediately let it drop.

"I can't believe he would do this to me…You didn't have anything else to do with this, did you?" she added threateningly to Harry.

He threw up his hand, "The knuckles say it all…" He pointed to his hand.

"Good…otherwise you would go down with Ron." she added seriously, but gave him a small smile. He nodded.

Hermione's smile dropped as someone knocked at the door. Hermione walked over to the door and reached her hand to it slowly.

"Who is it?" she asked before she pulled it open. No answer. She pulled it open and her blood boiled.

"Hermione-" Ron started, but Hermione's fist cut him off.

"What the hell was that for, Hermione?" he asked, falling backwards, holding his bleeding nose.

"You know what that was for, Ronald Weasley!" she was now standing over him. He didn't say anything.

"You fucking bastard, why the hell would you do this to me?" she asked, her voice rising once more.

"Because you fell for that asshole!" he pointed to Draco. Draco's fists balled up and he began to walk vastly towards Ron, but someone beat him to what he was going to do.

Hermione was now on top of Ron, punching at anything she could aim for. "You fucking bitch!" she yelled as her fist collided with his jaw, but as soon as he got the chance, Ron retaliated. He backhanded Hermione so hard that she flew off him and hit the wall next to them. Draco and Harry were now beating on Ron as soon as he hit Hermione. Hermione was disoriented for a minute as her head throbbed and her vision doubled. Hermione could make out Harry and Draco throwing punches at Ron.

"Stop!" she said as her vision became one. All three boys looked at her.

"Hermione, I'm not going to let this ass hit you and not do anything about it." Draco said with a glare at Ron.

"Me neither." said Harry panting. Hermione got up and kicked Ron's stomach.

"Let's go." she told them, her face as malevolent as it had looked when Lucius possessed her, except her eyes weren't red and she wasn't being possessed. Draco and Harry saw this and did as they were told. They got up and walked back through the portrait. Hermione looked back Ron and he was bleeding and panting on the ground, but he managed to spit out something.

"Fucking slut." he muttered.

"That's it!" she yelled and threw herself back on the him. This time, she did a lot more damage than before. Draco went behind her and picked her up around her waist.

"Let me go, Draco!" she yelled, trying hard to get out of his grip.

"Hermione, you've done enough damage!" he was right. Ron was now coughing out blood.

"Not as much as I want to do!" she spat back. Ron was now trying to stand as high as he could.

"Hermione, you did enough." said Harry as Ron was now making his way slowly to the hospital wing.

"What are you guys, his defenders?" she said with a glare and broke out of Draco's grip and walked up to her room. Draco and Harry looked at each other.

"She almost killed him…" said Harry.

"Which is why I pulled her off him…" said Draco.

Silence.

"Look, Malfoy, I'm tired of this…Truce?" Harry held out his hand and Draco took it.

"Truce…Come on, let's go check on Hermione." they walked up to her door and knocked. She didn't answer. They knocked again, but they heard a faint cry. Draco pushed the door open slightly and saw Hermione laying down on the bed.

"Hermione?" Harry called.

"Come on in, you guys." she said. They did so.

"Hermione, we're sorry, but you would've killed him if we hadn't pulled you off." said Draco. She didn't reply. Draco moved over to her bed and kneeled down in front of her. He wiped a stray hair and a tear from her face.

"It's alright…" she told them. She sat up and the boys could see a big red mark on her cheek from where Ron hit her. Draco reached his hand out to look at it, but she turned her head away.

"Are you feeling okay? You hit the wall pretty hard…" inquired Harry.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm still sore and fighting with him didn't help." she said.

"Do you want me to run you a bath? I want to go talk to Dumbledore about Weasley…" Draco asked.

"Yeah, please, I could really use one…" Draco stood up and walked into their bathroom. Harry walked to Hermione and sat on the end of her bed.

"Hermione, I'm really sorry about Ron… I never would've guessed that he was the one that did that." he said.

"It's okay, Harry, I knew that you guys weren't happy about me being with Draco, but I didn't think he would go that far."

"I do admit, I didn't like it as much as Ron didn't, but I would never do that to you." he said truthfully.

"I know…" she wondered how he felt about her and Draco now.

"Me and Draco called a truce downstairs…I'm happy for you and him." he said practically reading her mind.

"Really?" she asked a little happier.

"Yeah, I can't wait for the wedding." he kissed her lightly on the head as Draco walked back into the room.

"It's almost done filling." he informed her.

"Thank you." she said, "Are you both going to see Dumbledore or just Draco?" she asked out of curiosity.

"I want to go with Draco, so both of us." said Harry.

"Alright. Well, I'm going to get in the bath, could you guys go to the common room, please?" she asked.

"Yeah." they said and unison and walked out the door. They walked down the stairs and out the portrait. They saw blood on the ground outside the portrait and Harry cleaned it up with his wand. They continued walking until they were standing across from the stone eagle that lead to Dumbledore's office. Draco said the password and stepped onto the spiraling staircase along with Harry. Harry knocked and they heard Dumbledore tell them to come in. They did so.

"Hello, boys, how can I help you on a fine day like this?" he asked casually.

"Actually, sir, we have something to tell you about Ron…" said Harry. Dumbledore didn't say anything, he just pointed to the two seats in front of him. Draco and Harry sat down. Harry started when him and Ron were in the privacy of their dorm and continued with helpful details from Draco as they both told the story. When they finished, Dumbledore, once again, was lost in thought.

"Sir, what are we going to do about Ron?" asked Harry.

"I'm afraid all we can do, Mr. Potter, is watch him carefully." he said.

"That's all we can do?" asked Draco.

"Do you have any suggestions, Mr. Malfoy?" he asked curiously.

"No." he groaned and looked down.

"But there is a precaution you can take to keep your father out of your dorm." he said. Draco's head snapped up.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It's a simple charm that you put on your windows and doors. It will put up something like a shield to keep someone who intends to do pure evil from passing it." he said warmly.

"What's it called?" asked Draco.

"Protezione." he told him.

Draco thought for a moment, "Italian for the word protection?" he asked curiously.

"I had no idea you knew Italian, Mr. Malfoy." he said jovially.

"Just a little bit. What the incantation?" he asked.

"Cattivo Dovere non Passare."

Draco thought for another moment, "Evil Shall not Pass…" he said aloud.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy."

"Okay, may we go? I want to try that." he asked the headmaster.

"Yes, you may go." Draco and Harry got up and left. Draco hurriedly got back to his dorm and found Hermione. Harry was right behind him.

"Hermione?" he called out.

"Up here." she said from her room. Draco and Harry went up there. They walked in and Hermione was sitting on her bed doing homework.

"What did you guys need?" she asked.

"Dumbledore gave us a spell to help protect us from my mother and father." he told her.

"Great. What is it?" she asked, getting a little happier.

"It's called Protezione."

"What does it mean?"

"Protection. It's in Italian." he informed her.

"What do we do with it?"

"We put it up on all the doors and windows." Draco walked to her window and pointed his wand at it.

"Cattivo Dovere non Passare." he said and a gold light covered the window from corner to corner and then disappeared. Draco put his hand through the window. It didn't stop him.

"That's how you know I'm not evil. Dumbledore said that it's sort of like a shield to keep anyone who intends to do pure evil from coming in or going out." he said.

"What does the spell mean?" she asked.

"Evil Shall Not Pass." he said.

Hermione got up and walked downstairs. Draco and Harry followed her and watched her try it on the portrait door. Draco then moved over to the window and did it again and then he went up to his room. He did it on his window and bathroom door and then his door to the room. He walked back downstairs and went to Hermione. He kissed her lightly, but passionately.

"I hope this works." he said.

"Me too." she said, leaning into a hug with him.

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So what did you think? How did you like the Italian phrases? Well, let me know cuz it took me an hour to find those phrases…Lol… but anyways, I hope you liked it. These are the meanings of the phrases:

Protezione: Protection

Cattivo Dovere Non Passare: Evil Shall Not Pass