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Chapter 25 ~ The Spark of a War?

He stood there, waiting for Madam Pomfrey to confirm he was free to go on and about. He ruffled his messy flaming red hair; he tapped his left foot, clearly impatient. He placed his hands in his pockets. After a few minutes, Madam Pomfrey said he was free to go. Ron gave his gratification to her and went off to breakfast. What he didn't realize was that it was still quite early in the morning.

When he arrived, he saw a lonely Gryffindor, reading a thick book with the passion. The lonely student had a mass of untamable bushy brown hair, but it was pulled back, having an easier angle to read her book. To her right, she had a cup of warm tea. To her left, her hands were preoccupied on tapping on the table.

There sat Hermione Granger.

A warm smile crept upon the young werewolf. He silently approached her, wanting her to be surprised. The closer Ron approached her, the more he started to realize, she was fake reading. Perplexed, he came little closer but, not to close obviously. Using his enhanced eyesight, he stood from afar. Ron saw her eyes glistening a bit. Her eyes were slightly swollen. He could hear her quietly sniffing. Ron's eyes softened at the sight of how vulnerable Hermione looked like.

Taking a more confident façade, he started to slowly walk up to Hermione. Ready to comfort her. Well, not until he saw a student from Durmstrang with a hooked nose, a beard, and a bulky-ish figure. He went to sit next to Hermione and gave her a crying shoulder.

Oh, fuck me, Ron's eyes narrowed at the sight. The international quidditch star, Viktor Krum, was there comforting her, instead of himself. Ron growled out in anger. He saw Vicky talking to her in a hushed voice, and Hermione was talking to him in the same tone, as well. Ron could feel claws forming, as he gripped onto the ground firmly. He then, saw Viktor placing his arms around Hermione, as she quietly cried out all her tears she held back ever since last night.

Ron growled out loud in anger. He made a cringeworthy screech by indenting the floor with his claws. He knew he alerted his presence, but he could care less.

There she was, getting comfort from her Yule Ball date. She quietly cried out her worries over the boy she fancied so much. A boy who achieved the next level of what she classified a prat.

"It'z all right, Herm-own-ninny. Vom vill be all right. Juzt him 'im time," Viktor said in a hushed voice. She shook her head in disagreement, making Viktor perplexed.

"It's not alright. He was so brave enough to risk his life for us. He - he looked like he was about to die, when I - visited him at the hospital wing," Hermione cried out in a hushed voice, as well. "He just looked so lifeless. I didn't know what to do."

Hermione quietly cried on his shoulders. He looked at her and said, "There, there, Herm-own-ninny." Hermione continued on crying until she heard a growl from behind. She then, heard seemed to be the floor being scratched on, making a cringeworthy screech. She secretly turned around to her someone she didn't expect to be out of the hospital wing out and about early.

It was Ronald Weasley.

His dark blue eyes meet with her saddened chocolate brown eyes. The value of his eyes started to tint back to normal. He looked at her with a worn-out look. Ron ran away to wherever his long legs took him to. He looked around to see that he was on her way to the Gryffindor Tower. He told the password to the Fat Lady and entered in.

"Ron! Wait!" He heard a voice coming from behind. She saw her concern eyes looking directly to him. Ron tried making up an excuse for his behavior.

"Ron, why were you out of the hospital wing so early? And, why did you run away? It's highly unlikely for you to do such an odd move like that," Hermione said.

"I was fully healed in a nick of time. Remember? Unnatural healing factor," Ron pointed out.

"Yes, yes - I know about your healing factor and such, but why did you run off?" Hermione asked once more.

"I just-"

"Don't tell me, that you ran off because of Viktor," Hermione interrupted him, knowing that she was obviously right.

"N-no! I ran off because-" Ron searched around the room for his unbelievable excuse. He spotted Harry coming down the stairs.

Ron grabbed onto Harry's forearm and placed his arm around his neck. Harry opened his mouth to say something, but Ron beat him to it, "Harry and I forgot to get our wands back at the dorm!"

Ron eyed Harry, "Right, Harry?"

"U-uh, yeah. I forgot my wand," Harry said with a fake and nervous smile like Ron. The both of them quickly went upstairs to leave an unsatisfied Hermione.

"Idiots.." Hermione mumbled and teleported to the Trio's Headquarters.

"You better tell me what's going on, Ron," Harry said to his best friend.

"I had to escape from her! She asked me this question and she knew that the answer was bloody Vicky Krum!" Ron's voice cracked a little. Harry sighed.

"Look, mate, just tell her the truth. I'm sure she'll understand and-"

"No, she won't! She'll bloody laugh at me and call our friendship quits!" Ron exclaimed with sadness and jealousy fogging his eyes.

"I'm nothing like him. I'll never be like him. She can go ahead and marry Vicky's expensive and sorry arse for all I care! I'll just be the poor rampaging monster that everyone would fucking fear without bloody ease!" His voice got louder word per word. Ron closed his eyes to try and calm himself down.

You bloody idiot! You just confessed in front of your best mate. Isn't that what girls do? Does Hermione do that? Oh shit why are you thinking about her, Ron said to himself as a wave of thoughts swallowed him whole.

"Ron, I-"

"No.. I'm sorry shouted that to you," Ron said with sorry eyes. The tip of his ears was a shade of scarlet. "You must think I'm rather pathetic now. Do you?"

Harry remained silent for a brief moment before he started to form words, "Ron, we all have insecurities like you. Even Hermione and I. We just have to deal with it, until it'll eventually disappear if it can.."

"So, what's one if your insecurities?"

"If Cho will ever be my girlfriend," Harry said it quietly.

"Bloody hell, mate," Ron said with a grin.

"Shut up. I s'pose that is another insecurity of yours - if Hermione would ever be your girlfriend," Harry said, now with a grin. Ron's ears turned pink.

"Anyways, do you wanna go and find her? It'll be your chance to apologize and such," Harry insisted, in order to change any further more awkwardness between him and his best mate.

"Sure. I actually have a pretty good idea of where she is," Ron informed him. He nodded his head, waiting for him to continue on.

"Locus," Ron said and blew on the tip of his wand. Harry soon followed along with him.

In a wisp of wind, the two friends teleported to the Trio's Headquarters. The first thing Ron saw was a distraught Hermione talking to Ginny. She had a saddened expression on her face, as Ginny's face was determined with intent at whatever the current situation was. Harry was the first one to make his move, so he sat next to Ginny. Ginny looked at him with a welcomed smile.

Well, not until she saw her older brother. Her expression quickly turned into a scowled. Ron glared at her back. He slowly made his way to the couch in the middle, as he uncomfortably shifted to the middle a little more.

"It was because of Viktor, wasn't it?" Ginny asked him after a few seconds of silence. Ron looked at Harry for help. Harry gave him the just-do-it face, in response.

"Y-yes," Ron said with a cracked voice.

"Ron-"

"I still hate him.." Ron spat. Hermione's face twisted with anger.

"Fine, I'll leave you as an immature git. The point is this report from The Daily Prophet," Hermione slowly handed him the newspaper about him.

Shit, that's not good, Ron silently gulped with hesitation.

Ronald Weasley

the

Heroic Werewolf?

It has been reported that yesterday, on the 25th of December 1994, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, on top of the Astronomy Tower where two students to be known as Harry Potter's best friends, Ronald Weasley, age 14, and Hermione Granger, age 15. They were found with a mysterious cloaked figure, that tried to harm them right after the annual Yule Ball for the Triwizard Tournament. The cloaked figure is presumably a werewolf hunter.

Ronald Weasley, was in his werewolf form trying to protect Hermione Granger. A crowd of students and professors, even the great Headmaster Dumbledore himself were there to witness the scene unfolding

Apparently, when the cloaked figure was about to cast Maxima Bombara, the werewolf, Ronald, was there to take the hit in order to save the lives of the innocent bystanders.

As of right now in the Ministry, they are still debating whether this was real or fake. There have been many cases where werewolves were pleaded guilty for numerous of crimes. The common crime would be murder. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures defend the fact that Ronald Weasley is a heroic werewolf. Though, the majority of Aurors and Auroras are still suspicious of the report.

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, states, "Hogwarts is in need for stricter regulations and moderation, as far as we know it. A werewolf, loose on the grounds? Does that sound welcoming? I know it doesn't! I will personally interview Albus Dumbledore, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, myself along with reporters!"

More information will shortly be updated, once Cornelius Fudge has interviewed the three of them.

After reading the paper, Ron had an emotionless expression on his pale face. In the inside, though, he was angry, scared and worried.

"Bloody hell," Ron whispered out. Hermione looked up at him with unshed tears. Ginny looked at his older brother with worried eyes. Harry looked at The Daily Prophet to see what the hell was going on.

What the hell had he just done? He was probably the start of a new war. A war that has probably lived more than centuries ever since magical creatures and witches and wizards have roamed the land.

The First Rights for Misunderstood Creatures War.

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