Summary: Ron does the unthinkable…
Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling, surprise, surprise
A/N: Thanks to Toast7475, and Zire-7 :)
When Ron arrived back at the dormitory, Harry was asleep, Catching Fire still open over his chest. Ron grinned. This was going to be easier than he thought. He crept over to Harry's bed as quietly as he could. Creeeak. Ron winced as a floorboard made a loud sound.
'Ron? Is that you?' It was Neville. Ron groaned inwardly.
'Yes, Neville,' he whispered, 'I'm just, um, going to the toilet.' He heard Neville slump back down into bed, and Ron waited still as a statue until he could hear Neville's snores. Then, he quickly grabbed the book, and walked fast down the stairs into the common room. Now came the hard bit. He had to get the two remaining books from the girl's dormitory. Boys couldn't get in there, so Ron would have to use magic.
The summoning charm had always been Ron's weak point (well, really, truthfully, charms in general were always Ron's weak point), so he was hoping that he might get lucky. He had to be quick, Malfoy was waiting outside the common room, because Ron had refused to tell him the password. He didn't quite trust Malfoy yet.
He was going to get all the books, then give them to Malfoy, who would take them back to his dormitory, where he would place them under a spell that would not allow them to be summoned by magic again.
'Accio Hermione's books,' Ron said softly. Ron heard a faint noise, becoming louder by the second, coming towards him. Yes! He thought, it worked!
A second later, his only thought was shit as about 150 books came flying towards him, knocking him over with a thump. He had accidentally summoned all of Hermione's books at once.
Ron slowly got up, with a rustling noise that only 150 books can make falling off someone's body. Then Ron realised this could work to his advantage. What if, he not only got rid of three of Hermione's books, but all of them! Ron laughed out loud. He decided not to tell Malfoy. Then, if Malfoy betrayed him, he wouldn't know that Ron had destroyed all of Hermione's books.
He searched the massive pile until he found the two books he needed, the Hunger Games and Mockingjay. He put them aside with Catching Fire. Then, Ron built up the fire, and a few at a time, burnt all of Hermione's books up. It took a long time, and Ron was enjoying it so much, that he nearly forgot about Malfoy waiting for him. Cursing, Ron stood up from watching the last remains of Hermione's books fall to ashes, and grabbed the three remaining books. Fighting the urge to chuck them in the fire also, Ron carried them out of the portrait hole, where a very angry Malfoy was waiting.
'What took you so long?' he asked furiously. 'I've been waiting here for two hours!'
'I, um, had trouble with the summoning charm,' lied Ron.
'You should have let me in there!' shot back Draco, 'I would have done it in an instant!'
Malfoy snatched the books off Ron and stormed off, back to the dungeons. Somehow, he managed to storm off quietly and still communicate his anger. Ron was impressed.
A few minutes later, Draco sighed as he sat down in his dormitory on his bed. He lovingly caressed the cover of the Hunger Games, the book he had wanted to read for ages. His parents had forbidden it, being a Muggle-written novel. He finally had it! That idiot Weasley, thought it was revenge.
That idiot was lying in his bed. Yes! He had done it. He shivered to think of Hermione's reaction in the morning. Oh God, he thought, what have I done?