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Ron needs your help more than Harry does, so you feign deafness to Harry's plea and with a grimace, run off to help Ron.

As you draw nearer to the redhead, you blast your way through the maze of death eaters and fellow Order members and friends. Suddenly, you feel a wand on your back. You freeze, afraid for the worst, and whip around. It's Draco Malfoy.

"Hello Mudblood, I told you that you should have joined the dark side while you still had the chance. Now you will die." He says, water dripping down his pale, pointed face.

"Not today, Malfoy." You say, and stun him.

Fred Weasley approaches, and you nod to him as he takes over the fall of Draco Malfoy, accompanied by George Weasley. George has a strange-looking pointed instrument in his hand, and he winks at you as he bends down next to Malfoy. You take a deep breath and go to find Ron.

You finally reach the spot where Ron is being taken away by Death Eaters. Ron's face is pale and scared, but when he sees you, his eyes plead for help.

"Hermione!" he says under his breath and you can't help but lose your breath at the sight of his blue eyes.

You snap into the real world as a green jet of light nearly hits you in the face. You reflect several more spells, and destroy several more death eaters, until finally you are at Ron's side.

"Ron," you say breathlessly after you kill the death eater holding him.

Ron just stared at you with a strange, grave look upon his face. He reaches out his hand, which is shaking, and touches your face. Your heart rate begins to quicken; what is he doing? Your question is answered as you feel a sharp pain in the place that Ron has touched.

"Hermione, you're hurt!" he says, his eyes wide with fear.

"Oh!" you say, bringing your palm to the wound, and then bringing your hand back down to your eyes.

Blood that is now on your hand mixes with the rain and spreads thinly over the surface of your palm.

"Come with me, Hermione, I can help you in the castle!" Ron exclaims, grabbing your hand and attempting to lead you to the castle.

You, however, stay rooted to the spot. You look over your shoulder, and Harry appears to be in battle with Voldemort, surrounded by a circle of Death Eaters.

"Come on! You can't fight with a wound like that!" Ron insists, still tugging on your arm.

Ron seems to have made the decision well enough, but is his logic good logic?

If you want to get your cut healed, go to chapter 4

To duel some more dark wizards and help Harry, go to chapter 2