Disclaimer: I, again, do not own Harry Potter.

A/N: Sorry been too busy to write lately but I hope I can get a lot done before I have to give up my laptop for the summer. I'll be writing on paper for the summer so I won't be able to get them online.

Chapter 9

Ron laughed as he walked towards the common room after DADA. He had spent the whole class drawing and re-drawing plans to get back at Fred. He had three short plans that he thought would make Fred so embarrassed that he would never think about seeing Hermione again.

Fred sat in the common room thinking of how great Hermione's plan was. Not only was Ron fuming during dinner, he was actually refusing to talk to either Lee or George. Although Ron was quite pathetic Fred felt sorry for him. Not because of the trick but because he had thrown his possibility of a relationship with Hermione just because he couldn't keep his temper under control.

As he sat there he couldn't help thinking of how much he wanted to see Hermione. He found this strange because not even three weeks before he would have never thought of spending time with her.

It was a week before Christmas and everyone was starting to get in the Christmas spirit. Everyone was also thinking of what they were going to do over vacation. Hermione would not be staying at school because she was going to go skiing with her parents.

"I really think you should apologize to her," Harry said to Ron and he walked to Herbology the following morning.

"No way! This is all going the way I want it to. Soon I will have both Hermione and Fred in my control!" Ron cried throwing his fist in the air.

"Not anything against you, Ron, but I don't think it will work," Harry said walking into the classroom.

Harry sat though the class yet again with his two best friends either glaring at each other or ignoring each other. But the most surprising move Hermione made was when she joined Parvati and Lavender's group while pitting peachbird eggs. This was a very complicated procedure and Harry and Ron of course couldn't do it without her. They had managed to get the peachbird asleep so they could steel its eggs. Although when they had finally got one pit out it was time to clean up.

Hermione stomped back towards the castle her feet sopping. It was now pouring out and since Hermione didn't have a class (she had dropped out of Muggle Studies), she had been off to see Hagrid. She would have rather been in the library but she had to talk to someone and Hagrid had always been there for her before. She just had to talk to someone about her problem with Ron. It was all so complicated. First he was just a nice guy then he turned on her when she said she was in love with his brother. Not that Hagrid had been any help anyway, he just told her things that Ron had said about her.

If only he could see me now, sopping wet and steaming mad. Wouldn't he just love to see how horrible I look now, Hermione thought as she turned sharply around a corner.

BAM!

"Who ran into me?" cried a voice from the floor where Hermione was now laying. She hoisted herself up and looked right into the face of Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy!" she gasped.

"What were you thinking? Now I have to wipe your dirty little mudblood germs of me!" he sneered.

"Well I'm sorry your greatness. Next time I'll peak around the corner before I turn," Hermione said walking of. Foul little prat, thinks he owns the halls of Hogwarts. I can't wait to see what happens when that old toad leaves.

"Miss Granger. Miss Granger I need to see you!" Professor McGonagall called from along the hall the next morning.

"Yes professor?" she asked. Hermione had no idea what McGonagall could want with her. Had she somehow forgotten to hand in an assignment or something?

"You need to come and talk to me," McGonagall said speeding away. "This is about Arthur Weasley. He was hurt last night."

"What happened to him?" Hermione cried.

"He was bitten by a snake. You can go and see him at headquarters tomorrow if you want. I'm not sure how he is feeling now but we must home for the best," McGonagall said turning into her classroom. "You can go to class now."

I can't believe how horrible I was to him. I sent him that letter and now his father is in St. Mungos. Mr. Weasley was like a second father to her. She just couldn't imagine how hard this must be for Mrs. Weasley.

Throughout the day Hermione just went though her classes without hearing anything. She made three mistakes in her potion, which she had never done before, and almost blew up the slug they were supposed to transfigure. By the end of the day she was pacing in her dormitory after getting all her things together.

"Ron, I'm so sorry!" Hermione cried bursting in the door and grabbing onto Ron's neck.

"My dad's not dead you know," Ron said smiling like old times.

"I know. I just felt so bad about that note I left for you. The thing with you dad made me see that. I mean what if it had been you, and you died. I would have lived with the guilt of that note," Hermione sighed.

"Come on now. Hermione, it's not that bad. Mum says he's out of the emergency ward already!" Ron said a cheerful grin on his face.

Well there you go. I wanted to write more but I didn't want the chapter too long and I have to turn in my laptop today. I might be able to update sometime this summer when I'm around a computer with internet. I hope for the best for all of you and I'll see you in the fall. Well, late summer anyway. I will have a few weeks to type up everything before I start school again. Goodbye for now! waves energetically