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There," Ron said, shoving the piece of paper at Harry and the others, "Absolute proof that there's nothing wrong with me."
"Ronald," Hermione started, her tone patronizing, "You don't need to lie. We know you must have been worried yourself to get checked out in the first place." The others nodded, although Ginny seemed unsure.
The redhead could only blink at them, shocked by their conclusions.
"You're joking right? I went there of my own free will, yeah, but only to have proof to shut you lot up! I don't need you all starting up rumors and accusation that are totally untrue, because you won't accept that people change."
"Some people do. Malfoys don't." Harry said matter-of-factly.
"He does. Apparently so do you." Ron mumbled, walking out of the room.
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Ron avoided the Gryffindors as much as he could for the rest of the week, once again spending much of his time holed up with Draco and Blaise, when he could be torn away from his girlfriend. She'd passed the 'Limit Mark' that Blaise usually kept a strict adherence to.
"So," Draco smirked, he and Ron deciding to torture Blaise about it, "What's so special about this one?"
Blaise scowled.
"Shut it. She's wily for a Ravenclaw. I've extended my limit, based purely on her Slytherin tendencies."
"Wily?"
"Wily."
"How wily?"
"Take you and Ron.."
"Oh yes..."
"Times ten, plus every surface in my room..."
"Be glad I'm not straight."
"Hey!" Ron interjected.
"Oh. And taken."
"That's better."
Blaise just shook his head, glad the subject changed.
Or not.
"So. When do we get to meet her?" Ron asked, mock-innocently.
"What? You don't!" he sputtered.
"And why not?" Draco asked, not even bothering to hide the mocking tone his voice had taken, "If she's dating you, it's up to us to make sure she's right for you."
"I hate you both." Blaise muttered, amongst the laughter of the other two.
"Do I get to beat her up?" Ron joked
"Touch her and you will die. I swear to Merlin." Blaise suddenly turned deadly serious.
"Damn, Blaisiekins. Do you looove her?" Draco laughed lightly.
He just scowled at the other two, which caused them to stop their teasing.
"Wait. Do you?" Draco asked incredulously.
"Shut up, Draco."
Draco and Ron exchanged a look of surprise and slight amusement, before Blaise opted for changing the subject.
"So, I noticed the idiots trying to talk to you again."
Ron's eyes narrowed. "I don't care. They won't be making that mistake again. And that is not the point, Blaise. Do you? When can we meet her?"
He scowled again.
"I don't know what you mean. And no, I don't want you tainting her."
"Wait, no you don't love her?" Ron looked at Draco, deciding to take the perfect opportunity to taunt Blaise.
"Aww, that is so sad, Blaise. Does she know this? Does she love you? Does she know this love of hers is unrequited?" Draco continued the taunting, giving Ron a look that clearly said ''You absolutely should have been in Slytherin and I absolutely love you for it.'
Ron sent Draco a smug look of acknowledgement, before continuing on.
"That's actually cruel of you to just string her along like that, Blaise. I mean, if she loves you and you're just toying with her? Hell hath no fury like a witch scorned."
The two Slytherins only raised their eyebrows at that last bit.
"What?" Ron's voice was defensive, "I can know quotes like that...Fred said that once about Ginny." he relented at the amused looks that were shot at him.
Draco shrugged. "I can accept that. What I can't accept, Blaise, is you stringing along this Ravenclaw. What happens when she tries to get back at you by hurting your beautiful best friend?"
"I knew there was something about you in this whole 'be nice to the girl' thing." Blaise scowled, unhappy with their teasing.
"Well, if you won't tell her, I will, Blaise. I am a Gryffindor. I still have morals." Ron said, slowly walking toward the door.
"Stop!" Blaise yelled.
Ron only looked over his shoulder as he continued towards the door.
"Someone needs to say something, Blaise, and if you won't, then I will."
In one instant, Blaise had Ron backed up against the nearest wall, a large Italian forearm holding him there by the neck.
"Touch her, or even go near her, I will make you wish you never knew me." Blaise growled.
"You do love her then." Ron said, smiling.
Blaise quickly backed away from the redhead, sputtering, before turning accusing eyes to Draco.
"Stop teaching him how to be manipulative!"
"Stop letting him manipulate you, Blaisykins, and worry about more pressing matters... You are in looooove." Draco smiled.
"Don't say that name!" Blaise shouted, and cut Ron off, just as he was about to open his mouth. "You either and don't you DARE mention this to her!"
Ron raised up his hands in mock surrender. "Aye aye, sir."
"I'm sorry to break up this touching moment, but I need a word with my brother." All eyes turned to Ginny Weasley, who was standing in the doorway, looking rather torn.
Blaise shared a surprised look with Draco, before quickly turning their attention to Ron, who had only stood there looking cooly at his sister.
"You and the others have had several words to say to me, what makes this time so different?" he asked, wanting to trust his sister, but holding back because of what had happened before.
"It's different this time, because I get to talk with you Ron, instead of you running off or jumping to conclusions."
Ron's eyes widened in shock.
"Me? Me jump to conclusions? I'm sorry, but hasn't that been the job of you and the others to do? Jump to conclusions about my life?"
"Please. Can we just talk?" Ginny mumbled, her eyes tearing up.
"Go ahead. Talk." Ron said coldly.
"Alone?"
"No. Whatever you need to say you can say to all of us." Ron crossed his arms over his chest.
"Hey," Draco said softly, putting his hand on Ron's shoulder. "Let her talk, alright? Just hear her out. I'm gonna go bust Blaise's balls about that Ravenclaw.."
"Like hell you are..." Blaise mumbled, but still followed Draco out of the room.
After the door closed silently behind them, Ron turned his gaze back to Ginny.
"Alright, you wanted to talk. Talk."
She took a deep breath and gathered herself, before speaking.
"I'm sorry, Ron. I shouldn't have followed along with the others, going against my family. But...can you really blame me? After all the trouble we've had with Ma- with Draco, to have him all of a sudden be the person you were dating? It was a shock! After awhile though, I knew you must really care about each other to go through this."
"You're lying."
"Alright. But I do feel bad. And I guess... well, maybe I could give him a shot. But I'll probably keep a pretty close eye on him. I still don't completely trust him."
"You'll give him a shot?"
"I guess."
"That's all I'm asking."
"Alright..."
"Hey," a deep voice came from behind Ginny "Give your brother a hug, you dense Gryffindor. I swear, this is why I date Ravenclaws." Blaise gave Ginny a small push on the back.
"I thought you guys left." Ron said
"And miss this? Ha." Blaise replied.
"Shut up, you." Ginny elbowed Blaise in the stomach, before walking over to give her big brother a hug.