Ron turned around slowly; he didn't want to see Snape and he knew Snape wouldn't let him take Lavender without integrating him first.
Lavender was slowly losing consciousness, her nose was pouring more blood and Ron had only had his trousers on.
'What is going on here Weasley?' Sneered Snape, looking them up and down, not knowing what to make of the situation.
'Well, Professor I will tell you the very interesting story as soon as I get Lavender here to the Medical Wing. We have been waiting an hour and a half for the wing to open. So I'm begging you please Professor let me take Lavender to the Medical Wing, her nose is broken and I don't know how long she will be able to stay awake for,' Ron looked straight into Snape's cold grey eyes, Ron thought he saw a flash of tenderness but it was gone too quickly.
'Ok then Weasley. But I shall take you here and I expect the full story,' Ron was so relieved; he thought Snape was going to blub on for hours.
'Thank you so much Professor.'
It turned out Ron was right and Madam Pomfrey had praised his actions. Ron sat beside a now unconsciousness Lavender holding her hand, he was sure she knew he was here.
'I think you own me a story Weasley,' said Snape, he was rather curious.
'Oh err ok Professor but can you not interrupt me?' Asked Ron nervously.
'Well...ok then Weasley,' said Snape slowly.
'I've had a bit of fight with my family and I'm trying to be officially not one of the Weasley's, that's why now my second name in school is "King",' Ron glared at Snape; he was still calling him "Weasley", Ron found this offensive. Snape chose to disregard Ron's daggers, 'and three of my dorm mates don't seem to be very happy with this, so I have taken to having showers at 3 or 4 in the morning, to get out of their way. But this morning Neville saw me and being the clumsy idiot he is,' Snape found himself agreeing and nodding with the last statement, Neville wasn't the quickest boy, 'tripped over his own truck. He woke up Harry, Seamus and Dean, which they weren't very happy about. They thought I had woken them up and decided I "needed to be taught a lesson" and let's just say it wasn't going to involve textbooks. They cornered me by the dorm door and Harry when to punch me and at that moment Lavender walked in and got the punch I should have had. The three cowards leapt back to bed and I had to look after Lavender.' Finished Ron, he knew that Snape could fill in from that point to the present.
'Hmm...but what I do not understand is why Lavender is wearing a Chudley Cannons shirt? I assumed she was more into fashion than Quidditch?' Said Snape with a wicked smirk on his face, he knew Ron would be embarrassed by this.
'She had blood down her nighty and I didn't really want to take her down here with bloody clothes. She said she didn't mind me getting her changed, she trusts me, and so I got one of my shirts and changed her into it,' said Ron simply; he didn't even blush at his words. He said as though it was common and everyday life for him to change a girl into his clothes.
'Ron, I'm sorry but you are going to have to leave Lavender now. She needs some rest and from the way you look, I would say you haven't slept,' Smiled Madam Pomfrey, who had walked over before Snape had a chance to answer Ron back.
'You guess right Madam. I can't go back to my dorm anyway, long story,' added Ron when he saw Madam Pomfrey looking curious at his words.
'Well before you go I believe Snape should give you something, for I sadly cannot give out such things when I am not teaching,' she smiled at Snape; she was going to make him give Ron something he never ever did.
'Five points to Gryffindor,' spat Snape, Madam Pomfrey coughed; she thought and knew that Ron deserved more point than that, 'ten, ok, ok, I get it, thirty points. Happy now?' Finished Snape quietly, he was not a happy bunny.
'Thank you Severus. Ron, feel free to visit lavender whenever you wish, as long as it is a decent time. You have done a great deal for her,' Madam Pomfrey she had a new founded respect for Ron; he would make a good Healer one day.
'No thank you Madam,' Ron smiled thankfully back.
'But,' said Snape slyly, 'I think I should take away twenty points from Gryffindor, for nearly starting a fight and another twenty for punching an innocent bystander in the face,...so lets just round that off to fifty...fifty points from Gryffindor'
Ron just sighed; he knew that those points were taken off deservingly. He walked back to the common room alone and drifted off into a peaceful sleep as soon as he sat on his favourite saggy chair.
'RON! RON!' Ron shot up, someone was screaming in his ear.
'Wha?' Said Ron tiredly, he had been enjoying a good sleep.
'It's lavender, she's gone missing,' Pavarti looked as though she was going to cry.
'Oh, don't worry, she's not...,' Ron explained what had happened to Lavender and by the end of Ron's little story Pavarti looked as though she was going to explode with fury.
'I'M GOING TO MURDER THOSE LITTLE BASTARDS.' She bellowed and stormed out of the common room; she had seen the three boys in question earlier heading to breakfast.
Ron did enjoy breakfast more than usual; Pavarti had blasted at the three boys and called them "girl-beaters", "worthless pieces of Dragon poo" and many many more insults and everyone had heard the story of Lavender by the end of her shouts. Ron got quite a few smiles from girls who admired his actions and many Gryffindors didn't look too happy when they heard that Snape had taken fifty points from them, all because of Harry, Seamus and Dean.
The week seemed like it was going to be a good one.
Ron's thought on the week was right; many students didn't care that he was being "harsh" to the Weasleys; they didn't care that he was being mean to Harry (who cared about him anyway – he was a girl-beater) and teachers were impressed with the "new found" skills he seemed to be showing. Ron's prefect duties weren't bad either, except for the fact he had to do patrol one night with Malfoy but Malfoy didn't speak to him and Ron made Hermione come with him.
Even though the week when well for Ron he was worried; normally his brothers replied quickly to his letters but they hadn't replied. Ron hoped that nothing bad had happened.
Three weeks had past and Ron still had had no word from his brothers. He had owled them again, just in case the owl hadn't got there but there was still no word.
Until, he was eating dinner and joking with Lavender, who had finally got out of the Medical Wing, when Percy, Charlie and Bill walked into the Great Hall. They had news, but would it be good...