'Why was Bill checking me out?' Said Ron with a smirk on his face. Lavender and her group of gossips laughed. Hermione shook her head a huge smile on her face; Ron could make anyone laugh in any situation.

Ron knew he should write back and wanted to; he missed his brothers so much. It felt like he had been ripped in half. But he just didn't know what to write.
Ron spent six hours on a saggy chair next to fire trying to write a letter, but even after those six hours he just had one thing written down...

Dear Percy, Bill and Charlie,

It was midnight and only Ron was in the common room; all of his girlfriends had gone at ten. But Ron didn't mind this at all, he needed some alone time. Another three hours later, Ron had a letter that he thought was ok to send.

Dear Percy, Bill and Charlie King,

I will definitely take your advice Percy. I really want to do well this year and will certainly speak to you about any worries or problems I have. And may I ask why you were looking for my exam marks anyway? Even I didn't know I still had them.
Charlie I might join, I just dunno. They seem pretty happy with their team and anyway the only space left is keeper and you guys know I don't like that position. Also I really don't think that I want to play for the same side as Harry and Fred and George, would you?
Well done to all of your promotions. Maybe you could get me a job there Charlie? Joking Percy, don't freak! I'll stay on for my final year.
Back to school stuff, I've got to pick what I want to do for N.E.W.T.S. after Christmas, so would you guys mind helping me? I've got a few subjects in mind.
Am I coming to the cottage for Christmas? Has Penny moved in yet and has your girlfriend moved in yet Bill, sorry I keep forgetting her name?

Missing you guys loads. Hopefully see you at Christmas,
Love and hugs,
Ron x x x

Ron rolled up the letter and decided he might as well get changed now for school, even though it was three in the morning; Dean normally got up at around five, Ron always wondered why but he supposed, now, he would never get the chance to find out.

Ron had just tied his red towel round his waist, droplets of water were trickling down his muscled body and his red hair was still dripping wet (N/A: don't you just wish you were in that bathroom, I know I do! :P) when someone knocked at the door.
'Who's in there?'Asked a timid voice; Neville.
Ron opened the door.
'Oh, it's you.'
'I'm sorry if I woke you. I was just getting ready.' Whispered Ron, he didn't want to annoy Neville anymore than he probably already had.
'No, you didn't, don't worry. Why you getting ready now anyways?' Yawned Neville.
'I don't really think I would be "allowed" in here, when they are awake.' Ron pointed to the sleeping boys.
'Oh, but it is your dorm too and your prefect, so why not?' Even though Neville was tired, he still wanted to know why Ron was getting dressed at such an ungodly hour.
'I know I could, but I just don't want to stir anything bad up. Nice to speak to you though Nev.' Smiled Ron as he walked to his trunk.
'Nice to actually see you Ron.' Smiled Neville tiredly as he walked into the bathroom.

' Bloody hell Nev!' Whispered Ron through clenched teeth; Neville had just tripped over his own trunk and had made a very loud banging noise.
'Wha?' Seamus' head popped up from under his duvet, but was suddenly awake when he saw Ron.
'What the fuck are you doing here?' Spat Harry, bitterness soaked his words.
'Just getting changed.' Ron kept his voice calm.
'What at...' Dean turned over and looked at his muggle clock. '3:30 in the morning?'
'Well, I couldn't come and get changed at a "normal" time, bec –' Ron was interrupted by Harry.
'Why the fuck not Weasley?'
'I was just about to explain before you cut across me and could you please stop with the swearing.' Ron paused; he was still calm and composed. 'I was getting changed because I knew you guys wouldn't want to see me so I was getting changed now so you didn't have to speak to me. So how about you let me get changed and go and you may go back to sleep.'
'We don't take orders from you.' Sneered Seamus.
'Night again guys.' Yawned Neville, he snuggled back into bed, ignoring the fighting.

'Neville! We said we didn't take orders from him.' Spat Dean, even though he was talking to Neville he shot daggers at Ron.
'Yeah, well I'm tired. Goodnight.'
'Well, we're not tired anymore, are we boys?' An evil smirk came across Harry's face, Ron knew he wasn't gonna like what Harry had in mind.

Seamus cracked his knuckles.
'Yeah.' Dean let a wicked grin come across his face.
Seamus, Dean and Harry got out of their beds, closed Neville's curtains around his bed (so he wouldn't be able to hear or see anything).

Ron hadn't even managed to get changed yet or even dry himself so he was standing with his towel on and his body was still dribbling droplets.
'Now, I think we need to teach Weasley here a lesson.' Harry had a twinkle in his eye, and it wasn't a good twinkle.
'Yeah. He needs to learn not to wake us up.' Seamus had a smile that Lucius Malfoy would be proud of.

Ron made sure the door out of the dorm was behind him; he didn't want to fight. He knew he could beat them but he was prefect and if he wanted to keep it and have a chance of Head Boy he knew he had to be good.
'Now, I'm sure we can deal with this some other way than fighting.' Ron made sure his voice was collected.
'Erm...nope.'

Seamus was on Ron's left, Dean Ron's right and Harry positioned himself in front of Ron. Harry went to punch Ron.
The door opened.
'AHH!' Shrieked a girl.
'Lav.'
'Shit.' Seamus, Dean and Harry jumped back into bed faster than the twins running from Molly Weasley.

Ron turned around to see Lav in a short pink nighty clutching her, probably broken, nose.
'Merlin! Lav come here.' Ron steadily and calmly guided her to the bathroom, still in his towel.
'Ok, tip your head back and pinch the bridge of your nose.' Ron said tenderly. He had always dealt well with blood and injured people. Tears started to trickle down her cheeks.
Ron brought a loo roll (they wouldn't need anymore as it was never-ending roll) and sat with his back against the bath.
'Come and sit down.' Ron said and patted between his open legs.

Lavender sat between his legs and rested her tiled head on his chest. Ron gave her some loo roll; her hands were stained with blood. He dried her soaking cheeks.
'I'll take you to the medical wing at five, when it opens, ok?' Whispered Ron soothingly into her ear. She nodded silently; she feared that if she opened her mouth, she would start crying.

As soon as Ron saw the clock turn 4:45 he gently raised Lavender up, for she couldn't do it herself; her nose was still gushing blood.
'Look you can't walk, so I'll carry you there. Let me get some trousers on, do you me to dress you?' Then Ron's brain realized what he had said.
'Okay... I won't.' Lavender managed a small laugh.
'I don't mind you err...dressing me. I certainly don't wanna go through the halls in this.' She managed to whisper.

After Ron got some trousers on and very embarrassingly got Lavender changed into one of his large shirts, they left. They managed to get halfway when...
'Where do you think you are going?' Sneered Snape, behind Ron.

This is gonna be one embarrassing and awkward talk.

The yummiest chapter so far; Ron in a towel with water dripping down his muscled body. I WISH I WAS LAVENDER! :P
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