There was no need to change clothing since we hadn't gotten out of our robes. We just smoothed the wrinkles and hoped no one noticed. Well, Ron and Harry did. I changed into a pair of sweats, a t-shirt, and a hoodie.
Just as we were leaving, Hermione comes downstairs. "There you are!" she says in a hushed voice. "I woke up and noticed you weren't in bed. Where are you guys going?"
"Nowhere." Says Ron.
"You guys are heading out again. You'll lose Gryffindor points for sure if you keep this up."
"We won't loose points because we aren't going to get caught." I reply.
"I'm coming with you to try and stop you." She says defiantly.
"Do what you want sugar but you're not stopping us." I say in the best southern accent I can muster.
"What was that accent you spoke in?" Harry asks.
"Don't ask. Let's go." I say as we exit.
Apparently our party wasn't over because a very tired Neville was sitting outside.
"Oh, thank you!" Neville said quietly. "I've been waiting for someone to come out; I forgot the password."
I head off without them. I am tired of people entering our party. Harry, Ron, and I get no privacy whatsoever.
"Wait for me!" Neville says as I walk away, Harry and Ron at my heels and Hermione keeping up but pouting in the back.
On our way to the courtyard, not once do we see Filch. The doors to the courtyard do not happen to be locked which was weird. As we peered out into the night there was a figure who's hair could be seen for miles. Wow. I thought you wouldn't have honored your end. I thought. We walked out into the cold night and we were greeted with a snort.
"Had to bring an audience did you?" He says.
"Only witnesses." I reply.
"Witnesses of what?"
"Your defeat." There was a snicker behind me.
He growls. "Let's get started." And with that he throws the first punch.
As I mentioned earlier, he isn't the best of punchers. His fist feels like a needle prick-something that everybody can handle. I take it and whap his bruised ear. He cries out in pain and lands on his back. I place my body weight on him and he struggles to get free. His attempts are in vain though.
"Malfoy, may I tell you something?" He stops his attempts and just stares at me. "One: You'd be a really nice guy if you didn't stereotype people for their blood status. Two: Don't make me mad. And Three: If you ever hurt anybody from Gryffindor, you have me to go through. Yes?" He stares. I glare at him and he quickly nods. "Now, surrender so I can go and get some sleep."
"Never!" He says forcefully and strains to get up.
He does succeed before I knock him to the ground. "Surrender yet?" I ask.
"Nope." It went on like that for some time before I knocked him to the ground and he couldn't get back up.
"Fine!" He says angrily. "You win!"
"Good. Now lets go." I say as I turn around to face the Gryffindors.
"Who goes there?" A voice calls to us from the distance, a voice that we know all to well and most certainly a voice we do not want to hear.
"Run!" I whisper. The Gryffindors follow me inside and through multiple corridors. I eventually lead them to a locked room on the third floor where I hope a three-headed dog awaits.
"It's locked." I hear Ron say.
"Alohomora." I whisper. The door opens and Hermione stares at me.
We all rush in. Once they all noticed the oversized dog in front of us, they started screaming, which was expected. I was the only one who didn't. I mean, come on guys, is a large dog with two excess heads really that scary? Apparently so.
They all race out of the room leaving me in there alone. "Katie!" I hear Harry yell in a hushed voice. I walk out briskly, but not fast enough for his liking, for which I am pulled out forcefully. Behind me I hear lots of angry dog protests in the form of barks and a click.
"Let's go now!" Says Neville. I forgot he was there.
I ended up getting dragged to the common room by Ron and Harry because I still wasn't fast enough. Do they want to kill me? Once in the safety of the commons, they all collapse. I walk around them and head for the stairs.
"Where are you going Katie?" Ron asks.
"To bed. Where else?" I say turning to face him.
"Oh." He says. "Good night."
"Night." I say to all of them as I walk upstairs to my bed.
HARRY'S PERSPECTIVE"She was bloody brilliant!" Says Ron once Katie is up the stairs.
"Tell me about it." Hermione says like that's the last thing she wanted to talk about. "Did you see how she knew the spell for unlocking locks?"
"Yeah." Neville says. "It kinda saved our butts."
"No." Hermione continues. "Only I am supposed to know that spell. I was the one that memorized the textbook after all."
"Hermione, give it up." I say to her. "Katie is a girl of many secrets that nobody will know. It's how she rolls, okay?"
"Fine." She says before stomping up the stairs.
"I'm going to bed too." Neville said before heading up the stairs to the boys' dormitory.
Ron, though, didn't go up the stairs. He looked disturbed. "I'm going to bed too." I say warily.
"Okay." He says. "I'll see you in a bit. I want to think about something."
"Night."
RON'S PERSPECTIVEI sat down on the couch as Harry headed up the stair.
Something wasn't right with Katie. Yes, she was a girl with many secrets, yes, she had a way of hiding them, but something was off. When she woke up before the fight she said something of being an add-on. She wasn't an add-on. The only person who would say that would be Malfoy or any other Slytherin at that matter.
Katie, I think, how I wish you would confide in us. We are your friends you know. Friends are there for friends. I won't tell this to Katie's face, though, because she might treat me like she did Malfoy just some minutes ago.
After awhile of thinking in front of the fire, I head upstairs to fall asleep. I don't know what's coming up tomorrow, but I don't want to fall asleep in the middle of it.
Readers! This may be the last chapter I give you for the next week. I am going on vacation Sunday and won't return until the next one. I may have a chapter ready tomorrow but I'll decide whether to post it or not. I hope you enjoyed Ron's perspective. He seems to be the only one besides Dumbledore (and possibly Snape) that might know who she really is. Thank you for reading… -wolfhound22