Ron Weasley's Fan Fiction

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Ron walked up slowly to his dormitory. For some reason, his stomach still hurt from earlier that day. Probably all the sweets I had at Hogsmeade, he decided. He was ready to just plop in bed and be done with the day. Although he wished he could have stayed and talked with Hermione a little bit longer. He missed her already. But then he looked on the bright side, remembering the sooner he got to sleep, the sooner he could dream. He changed into his pajamas, and pulled down his covers, to reveal a little square sheet of paper. On it he read:

Dearest Ron,

Please do me the favor of meeting me in the same room we were in earlier today. I'd like to ask you something. I miss you, please meet me there around 1 am.

Love, Your Hermione.

Ron was a little confused as to how that note got there, especially since he had been with Hermione all day, but just brushed it off. He was tired of thinking. He set the alarm on his watch for five til one, and plopped down into bed, falling asleep almost immediately after his head hit the pillow.

When his watch started beeping, Ron was half-awoken, but then remembered why it was he had to get up; he got up rapidly and made his way out of the boys' dormitory. Maybe he was just that tired, but for whatever reason, a few steps before he would reach the door to the temporary bathroom he was in earlier, he felt his eyes get really heavy, and drifted off back to sleep.

Hermione quickly readjusted her eyes to make sure she was seeing right. She couldn't believe the scene that was laid out in front of her.

"Hello Hermione," said Draco. "I see you found my note, just as Ron here did." Ron was gagged and tied to a chair with a rope, his eyes wide open, half with rage, and half from seeing Hermione.

"Malfoy! What is going on?" Hermione demanded.

"Oh, nothing much, just doing a little .. ahem .. research for Potions class, from the day that you missed." said Draco, with an evil grin upon his face.

Hermione panicked. He knew. She didn't know how, but somehow she knew about her and Ron being in the Prefect's bathroom the other night. And he had a plan for proving it.

"Now," he continued. "Come over here and drink this glass of juice, or else."

"Or else what? You don't scare me Malfoy."

"Or else I'll just tell those bloody house elves to slip it into your drink tomorrow in the Great Hall."

Hermione had clicked. No one.. absolutely no one, talked about house elves that way in front of Hermione Granger. "Um, what did you just say Draco?"

"You heard me," he bellowed. "I'll have those bloody house elves spike your drink, so you'll fall under the spe--" But he had stopped mid-sentence. The look on Hermione's face at that moment would give anyone the chills, maybe even Dumbledore.

"Don't - ever - talk about Elves that way in front - of - me." And while Draco was still stunned at how evil Hermione looked, she went right up to him and punched him in the stomach. Nearly falling on the floor, he grabbed his middle in pain, bent over nearly all the way. But she wasn't done with that git yet. She lifted up his face, and punched him in the nose, sending him down to the stone floor, where he landed with a thud, blood dripping down his face. She then went over to the pitcher of bewitched juice and knocked it on the floor, along with the glass Draco had ready for both her and Ron. Next she went to take the gag out of Ron's mouth, but as she did this, she sensed something.

She quickly whipped around, just in time to see Draco charging at her, and she simply lifted up her knee.

"Oooohhhh-oooooowwwwwww!!! Mummy!" he cried, with a very high pitched voice, and once again, he fell to the floor, hands comforting his manhood. Even Ron's face was plastered in pain.

"That'll teach you to disrespect Elves!" Hermione concluded. She went back over to Ron, took the gag out of his mouth, and untied him from the chair.

"Blimey, Hermione, that was quite a strike.. even I don't wish something like that on Malfoy." he said. "But I'm glad you did it. Its about bloody time he got what he deserved."

"Of course it was. No one should talk about Elves like that. Especially meaning to manipulate them into doing bad." Ron just smiled at his Magical Creatures activist. He loved the way she was so passionate about it. "What are you smiling at, Ron?"

"Oh, nothing..." he answered. "Its just that.. well, you're so sexy when you're a bad ass. Not something seen from you much. And honestly, I love it."

Hermione blushed at this comment. Then she laughed. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call myself a "bad ass", but I wouldn't say no to a "bad girl"." she said, while winking at Ron. She moved closer to him, reaching her arms up around his shoulders. The two embraced in a hug.

"AHEM!!" they heard Malfoy call from on the floor.

"Oh no! I totally forgot he was in here!" Ron shouted.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him." She walked over to Draco and said to him, "If I hear a word about this from anyone.. and I mean ANYONE, I will NOT hesitate to hunt you down and castrate you through your nostrils, so your voice will be permanently soprano."

"Okay!" he said, in a voice higher than before. She took a hold of his collar, and quietly led him out down the stairs, and out of the Gryffindor Tower.

She went back to the room where she left Ron, and once again wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. "Now," she said. "Where were we?"