Ron Weasley's Fan Fiction

A/N: Yay!! The long awaited Chapter 7 of Ron Weasley's Fan Fiction is Complete!!! Sorry it took so long. I was horribly busy and actually had a life outside my own little world. It was interesting. Anyway, I hope you like it, and that you're not disappointed. Remember, I love Reviews!!! So REVIEW!!!! :)

PS-This chapter's kinda short, sorry :(

Disclaimer: I own nothing (unfortunately).

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As Draco peered in through the keyhole, he could hardly keep in the laughter or the vomit from what he was seeing. He knew there was something fishy about those two, but now he knew for sure. They were the ones in the Prefect's bathroom that night. Ooh he was going to have a lot of fun telling this news to everyone! Maybe then, he thought, I'd be rid of one more Weasley! And that horrible mudblood Granger. And what's best, Potter won't be able to fight anymore "battles against evil" without his little friends helping him!!

Ron felt so content with Hermione sleeping right next to him. The thoughts of what she had said moments before were flying in circles through his head. Every time he relived his Hermione saying, 'We have our whole lives ahead of us' his heart raised another foot towards the sky. Nothing at all in the world could bring him down from the high he was on. Hermione's love, and well, Hermione herself, were Ron's cocaine, he was addicted to her, would never be able to give her up, and he'd do and give anything to keep her in his life. As Ron rested his back on the wall of the tub, he closed his eyes and was in a complete state of bliss. He drifted off into a half sleep, still thinking of his precious drug, his Hermione.

Professor McGonagall was making a last minute check to make sure all students were accounted for, an after seeing that on one was in the Gryffindor Common room, she made her way to the spiral staircase that led up to the dormitories. She was about three-fourths the way up when, for no apparent reason, she stopped in mid-air and fell over onto the stairs. Because she was walking at such a brisk pace, she fell hard, cracking a bone in her arm, and rolled down about ten steps before she came to a stop. She looked up to see what, if anything, she had ran into, and immediately saw the face of Draco Malfoy, along with his shoulders, left arm, and right foot sticking out of nowhere. Terror was smeared across his face. "MALFOY!! Don't &endash; move &endash; a &endash; muscle," is all that the professor said, enraged with fury.

With a crash of what sounded like someone falling down the stairs, then the unmistakable voice of Professor McGonagall echoing through the stone hall, Ron awoke with immense surprise, and just as quickly, Hermione's eyes opened too.

"Bloody Hell!" panicked Ron. "It's Malfoy! I wonder if he saw&endash;"

"Who cares about Draco, Professor McGonagall's out there! What are we going to do?!" Hermione cried. As the looked around the room and hurriedly tried to think of a solution, the two heard the Professor cry out for Dumbledore, and almost instantly his voice was heard.

"Now we're really going to be in trouble," Hermione said. "We'll be expelled for sure. Muggle school, here I come…"

"Wait Hermione," said Ron, a look of hope flashed across his face. "Take my hand."

She did, and Ron sprinted across the room, nearly pulling Hermione's arm out of socket. She started to panic even more when she realized he was leading her straight into a wall.

"Ron! Watch out! Where are you going?!" Hermione screamed.

But he kept running, and just as she thought they'd run full speed into the wall, Hermione found herself and Ron in a dark, misty hallway.