i am so sorry for not updating sooner! things have been hectic, and i haven't had a lot of time to work on my 'fics.

i hope that everyone is having a good time, because its HALLOWEEN! funny thing happened, i had closed something on my internet screen, and it closed all my other tabs :(. i am so not impressed. and i can't remember all the tabs that i had open!

anyways! on with the story. oh yeah~

Chapter 6: The Weasley Tempers

(HPOV)

"Malfoy? Wh-what?" I stuttered in surprise.

Malfoy turned to me and shrugged. "You may be a mudblood," he said, to me. I didn't even flinch at Mudblood, because I was relieve, and a bit shocked, that someone was defending me against Ron.

"Mudblood? What the-" Spencer started to whisper.

I shushed him, by whispering, "Not now. I'll explain to you later, promise." I gestured at Malfoy to continue with what he was saying.

He continued, "As I was saying, even if you are a Mudblood, that doesn't mean those of us who are Pureblooded can't defend you." He turned his gaze back on Ron. "Especially when its against another Pureblood." He frowned. "Why were you yelling at Granger? As far as I am concerned, she didn't do anything except snogging this boy." He looked at Spencer. "Pardon me, but what is your name?"

(SPOV)

I looked at the blonde boy surprised. Why would he want to know my name? "My name is Spencer Preice."

The boy stuck his hand out while saying, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." I grabbed his hand and shook it. Then he asked, "How do you know Granger?"

"I've been best friends with her, since, well ever." I smiled.

"That's nice," Draco drawled. "Now, Weasley, please don't bug Granger or Spencer again. Understand?"

Ron nodded, furious at being told off by Draco, I guess. He glared at Hermione for a second, before retorting icily, "You may be able to tell me what to do, Malfory, but I don't-"

"RON! Don't you even think about doing anything to Spencer or Hermione! Or I'll bat-boogy you to the next millennium." Shrieked a petite red-headed girl, as she stepped between Ron and Hermione after running over.

"Git out of this, Ginny!" Ron snarled, glaring at the smaller girl.

"No blood fucking way," the girl, Ginny, said stubbornly. "am I going to let you touch Hermione, or Spencer."

"Ginny, get out of my way!"

"No."

"Now." Ron glared at Ginny.

I was surprised when Ginny walked up to Ron. I felt Hermione shuffle beside me. Hermione squeaked, when she saw Ginny walking up to Ron. I noticed that one hand, slightly behind her, was balled into a fist.

"Ginny," began Hermione. "I wouldn't do that."

But Ginny didn't listen.

I realize now, after all this, that Malfoy is a bit OOC. oh well, if you don't like it, don't complain about it!

i hear some more kids coming! adios!