I don't like this fanfiction, really.

But I really like how I'm gunna end it, so that's why I wanna finish it.

Actually, I don't even know how I'm gunna do this.

But wish me luck!

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Italics are thoughts.

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"What did you do?!" Ron yelled, but he dared not to touch Malfoy, or he could do worse then he already done, even though Ron doesn't know what, yet.

Malfoy laughed. He knew what ticks off Ron, and some more. "I'm actually very surprised this worked so well, exactly how I planned," Malfoy stared onto the ceiling, like he was symboling a hero. "But, I'm not here for the weasel girl, my target is.." he looked straight into his eyes, taking a step closer, "Mudblood." He said it that only Ron could hear it, and he was waiting any second now for Ron to explode.

Ron's hands were trembling. His chest was pumping, with anger and fearness. What did Malfoy need from his own sister, to hurt Hermione? The puzzle didn't fit right to him. All he could ask is why, but he knew that Malfoy would make a long statement, not even making sence. But he couldn't just leave, knowing Malfoy is doing something to make everyones lives worse. "Don't you have little first years to beat up? Just leave everyone alone." How Ron said that to someone who is a king in Slytherin? But then again, Ron was mostly a talker, not a fighter, except this was Hermione who was getting hurt, so this time whatever he said was for real. Maybe he might get a punch or two when Hermione is around, this could get him laid.

Stop. Not right now. Get out of my head!

"Hmm. I could, but this is more fun, and much more amusing. It's like little rats through a maze, but in the end you only get eletricfied. But I have to give you some advice, Weasel. I'd stay as far as I can if I were you."

Ron just stood there, speechless. He knew he couldn't get it out of Malfoy, and his sister is not even stable enough to talk. He would have to get it out of her, though. Malfoy was so terribly wrong, and in this case, Malfoy was the rat. At least, he hoped so. What if Ginny wouldn't even tell him? But she can't...be on Malfoy's side?

Without even noticing, Malfoy already left. He probably got bored. Ron didn't know what to do, tell Harry? Ask Ginny? Even tell Hermione? No. Not Hermione. He can't tell her anything Malfoy said, because then she would ask Ginny, and Ron wanted to be steps ahead of everyone at this point. Maybe it wasn't even a good idea to tell Harry, anymore. This was to confusing, too confusing.. This wasn't needed right now. No one needed it.

Ron didn't want to walk anywhere anymore, and he'd expect Hermione would be done talking to Harry (for whatever reason, he wanted to know.) So he went back into the common room, to see a bunch of 1st years and a couple 4th years. And some in between. No sign of Hermione, Harry or Ginny though. He thought Ginny was still crying, he'd go up and check, but he wasn't allowed in the girl's dorms.

Quickly and quietly, he walked to the Boy's Dorm. He didn't want to get noticed, if anyone noticed him, and start talking to him. He wanted to talk to Harry, even though he didn't know what about.

Sighing in relief, Ron saw Harry in the Boy's Dorms, talking to..Hermione? She jumped when she saw him, as if she didn't want him here. I guess they were still talking..

"Hello Ron," Hermione said, putting on a smile. Was it fake? He would expect it would be. Ron just had a blank stare, thinking of what Malfoy said: But I have to give you some advice, Weasel. I'd stay as far as I can if I were you...

No. I am not like him. I will never be like him. I need to be as close to Hermione as ever. Don't listen to Malfoy..He's a dumb Slytherin with a thick head...

Was..was he trying to convince himself?

"Hi," Ron managed to say, before anyone asked if anything was wrong. "Um, I could leave, if you're still talking."

Hermione looked at Harry, and then Harry looked at Ron. "Just a couple more minutes, then it'll be fine. Sorry, mate."

Ron was angry, angry that Hermione couldn't tell him, did she not trust him? "Okay." Was there hurt in his tone? There was. Did Hermione hear it? Most likely. She notices everything, and even that look showed that she knew. He left.

There was still as many people in the common room, maybe even more. There was one person he didn't like to see, though. Seamus.

Oh, great. Amazing! Great.

He was walking up to Ron, and right now even Seamus knew he didn't like him.

"Where's Hermione?" he demanded to know, as if Ron was his slave or something. Hah! Like Ron would give him that satisfaction.

"Buzz off," Ron mumbled, going downstairs as if he said nothing.

"What did you say?!" Seamus yelled. Yelled so loud that every convosation that was going on stopped, and some even got so scared they left. One by one..leaving.. He just hoped Hermione didn't come out now, he didn't want Seamus to have her anymore.

"I know where she is," Ron said after he made the final step down. "But I just won't tell you." Ron had dealed with Malfoy today, and even yelling at him. He felt he was invincible.

"Think that would be a good idea?" Seamus said, now going down the stairs as well. Only a couple of people were here now, and they must've been older then a 3rd year. They were leaving, as well. Things were getting pretty intense. Ron never really talked back to, he only replied. Was this why people walk all over him? It was going to end. Now. He could tell that Seamus was never the person to say 'no' too, and just seeing Ron ticked him off.

Seamus' fist clenched in anger, his face turning red. No one was in the room anymore, except for Harry and Hermione, but none of them came out. They didn't hear Seamus yelling? Was that even possible? "Listen Weasley, tell me where she is and you won't be getting hurt."

"Does it matter? You hurt Hermione as it is." That slipped out of no where, Ron didn't even mean to say that.

It happened so fast, Ron couldn't even think of what he said. He fell to the ground hard. A scream came from Ron when Seamus punched his face. His cheeks were numb, and he felt a tooth came out. Before he can even get used to that pain, Seamus kicked his stomache. "UGH!" Ron yelled. He felt like he was going to die, this was terrible pain.

"Seamus!" Hermione yelled, witnessing everything that Seamus did. But it was to late. Ron became unconscious.

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"..I just couldn't believe he would do such thing," a lady started to talk, "he seemed like such a nice boy, I wonder what he did."

"He was trying to protect me.." the other girl whispered..it sounded a lot like Hermione.

"Look! His eyes! They're opened!" Harry exclamed. Ron forgot what happened for a couple moments, but then his tounge was feeling the gaps in his mouth. Seamus got mad, all right. But didn't expect that to happen.

"Oh, Ron!" Hermione said, as she hugged him tightly. A short gasp of pain overwhelmed him, and she slowly let go. "Sorry." she said, embarassed.

"Well, Mr.Weasley," the nurse started to say, "no broken bones, which is good. You have a mighty load of bruises though, especially on your belly. Some cuts, but nothing serious. You could leave whenever you desire too."

That was it? The pain felt as if someone shot him. Ron saw Hermione and Harry, on both sides of the hospital bed. No Seamus though. He wondered what happened - did Seamus run? Doubt it. That was the only thing Ron could've think of, though.

"I'm so, so sorry Ron," Hermione repeated, holding his hand. "So, so sorry." This made Ron slightly better- by her touch.

Before Ron knew it, Harry left. He didn't say any goodbyes, nor did he say anything, really. Ron remembered to thank him later. Harry knew the right times to leave and whatnot. Perfect moment to ask what happened before he became unconscious. "Hermione.." he whispered, he didn't want to lose all his energy yet.

Before he could even finish his sentence, Hermione answered for him. "When Seamus saw me, he told me that you were starting it, and it was only self defence, but I heard him screaming, so I knew it wasn't true. He tried to woo me with words, but I was more worried about you. Seamus didn't do anything, because Harry was with me. He just left." She put her hand onto his cheek, and it was still numb. He really wished he could feel her fingers..

"Why don't you break up with him?" Ron asked, he wasn't looking at her though, he was looking onto the ceiling. "He's no good, we both know that. I know you're much smarter.."

Hermione didn't answer, she only stared. What was she thinking about? The same as Ron? Or did she really think Seamus was a good guy? She couldn't. He hurt her best friend. No, she couldn't. She wouldn't! "I would be lying if I said I don't know."

Ron wanted to say more, there was so much more to say. He just didn't know how to start..

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Harry came in. He also knew how to come in when it's a bad time, as well. Oh well.

"No, nothing." Hermione said, standing up. "I'm going to find Ginny, and see if she's still okay. It's going to be horrible when I have to tell her about this, as well."

Oh yeah. This just made Ron remember something: should he tell Harry what Malfoy said earlier?

"Bye, 'Mione." Harry and Ron said in unison. Hermione would of gave him a hug, but she did not want him to go back into pain. Ron hoped that she didn't think of his as a wuss..

"Harry," Ron started. He was going to tell what Malfoy said, he had to. Harry would've told him, if it happened to him, of course.

"I can't keep it in," Harry interrupted again, "Ron, you cannot tell a soul."

Ron was confused, but wanted to know anyways. "You know I won't, mate."

"Hermione, she was talking about Seamus," Harry started. Ron was going to know what Harry and Hermione were talking about. This was good.. "She can't stand the git. You were right- he was good-for-nothing. But she can't break up with him because she's scared. Can you even imagine that? A girl being afraid of her own boyfriend? Makes me boil inside. She asked for me to be there when that happens, because she promised herself that she would."

Ron was estatic, and Harry knew. Hermione was finally going to do it, she was finally going to break up with that thick headed jerk. He had more hate for Seamus then Malfoy. That's a lot of hate. Oh yeah, Malfoy.

"Harry..Malfoy said he was the problem of making Ginny..well, strange." Harry was about to open his mouth, but Ron kept going. "No, I don't know why, and you know Malfoy, likes to play games. He told me he had to that to hurt Hermione. Weird, huh? He also told me to stay away from her, but I ain't gunna listen. But I'm scared for everyone, what could've Malfoy done?"

Harry stayed quiet for a second, just thinking. "Malfoy's a dick." he mumbled, Ron chuckled. "We will find out though, sooner or later. Lets just hope it's sooner." Ron nodded.

"Well, I better be getting some sleep, it'll do me good." Ron said, turning to his side and closing his eyes.

"Okay, talk to you later." Harry said, as he got up. He looked at Ron for a moment. So peaceful, but yet full of love for someone. He could've made a good boyfriend all right. He wondered if Ron knew that himself. "Hey Ron," Harry started before leaving him, "I forgot to say, when Hermione was talking to me, she also mentioned you, and how..well, goodnight."

"Harry!" Ron opened his eyes, wondering to know what Hermione had to say about him. But before he could look the other way, the footsteps faded and he was gone. "That..git."

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