10. Chapter 10: Ron

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10 Ways to Kill Draco Malfoy

Chapter 10

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RON

Well, ever since after Hermione told me to leave Harry and Ginny alone, I've had no idea what's happened between them. Sure, Harry's my best friend, but sometimes hormones can take over any guy. It's just something you can't escape if you are a boy. So I hope he didn't do anything weird to Ginny.

Of course, if he did, she would probably have come crying by now, and Harry would have been slinking around all morning with that guilty look of his. But I haven't seen much of Ginny today, and when I did, she'd seemed pretty bouncy like usual. Harry was normal too, talking animatedly about Quidditch and not asking, instead, how to apologize to a girl or something.

So I am satisfied.

"Pass the marmalade, Hermione," I say through a mouthful of porridge. She rolls her eyes, sighing but complies. I spread the jam onto a piece of toast. Harry looks as if he's glad I didn't shove the toast into my mouth when it was already full.

I wonder why they're giving me those looks. Are my table manners that bad? Nah, they must be just overreacting.

"What's your timetable for today?" asks Hermione.

I shrug. "Dunno. I have a free block before dinner, though. Astronomy tonight."

"Me too," says Harry. "Obviously, since we're in the same class and all."

"Homework?"

I wave a hand. "Nothing to worry about, 'Mione."

"I bet you won't be saying that when the teacher marks it 'T'," she mutters under her breath. "And that's not for 'Terrific', either."

Harry looks genuinely hurt. "You have that little faith in our abilities to complete homework without your help?"

"N-no! Of course not! I just wondered if it might help if I check it or something," she says, flustered.

I pat her on the arm. "We'll be fine. With my help, Harry can get through all of his homework tonight."

"That's what I'm worried about," she mumbles. "Well, good luck on your studies. I'm going to Ancient Runes now." She waves at us as she departs the breakfast table. "See ya!"

"Ancient Runes? I thought she gave that up last year," I say, frowning.

"Apparently not," Harry replies, shrugging. "In any case, let's get going. Our classes start at the same time as hers, you know."

We head off towards the Divination classroom, taught by Firenze the centaur now that Trelawney has been kicked out. As usual, the classroom is covered from wall to wall by creeping vines and leaves. And as usual, the centaur is fashionably late and doesn't arrive until the whole class is here. When he finally does, Parvati and Lavender sigh and stare at him with longing looks on their faces. Sheesh, can't they tell that he's a bloody centaur, not a human?

However... with his white-blond hair and astonishing blue eyes, Firenze actually looks a lot like a certain Slytherin. Of course, minus the lower half of his body and the tail. Maybe that's why the centaur gets sighed at by girls a lot. Though not as much as Malfoy, of course.

After another vague lesson about prophesies, Harry and I move on to DADA with Hermione, then it is lunch, and finally Charms. After that last class, it's time for our free block, and we bid goodbye to Hermione before skipping (literally) back to the common room.

"Ahhhh. Some time to relax. Finally." I sink into a squishy armchair and sigh contently. The warmth of the fire basks over me and I suddenly feel very sleepy. Harry follows my lead and sits in the chair opposite me. A few other Gryffindors, who have the same block off, climb in through the portrait and head straight into their dormitories, no doubt to catch a few extra winks of sleep while they can. "So... how was last night with my little sister, Harry?"

Harry flushes. "It was fine. Nothing happened, so don't go accusing me or anything."

I stretch luxuriously. "Yeah, sure."

"It's true, Ron!"

"Hey, I believe you. And even if something does happen between you and Ginny in the future, I won't be too worried, since you're my best friend and all." I grin at him.

"Ron..." Harry seems a bit lost for words. "Thanks." He beams at me rather soppily.

I laugh. "Don't get all emotional, Harry. It's embarrassing."

He opens his mouth to fire something back at me, but a loud noise near the entrance of the common room cuts him off. And before we can do anything but crane our necks to have a look at what's going on, the portrait swings open and someone rather unexpected comes in.

Pansy Parkinson.

"Oh my God," I whisper. Harry nods, looking equally shocked. How on earth did she manage to get in here? If she knew the password and told everyone, then who knows what the Slytherins might do to us while we're asleep. No one would get any rest, afraid of being hexed while they are in bed.

"Ah! It's Weasley and Potter, isn't it?" The girl brightens, and strides towards us. When she reaches me she grabs my arm and starts to push me onto the ground with my face down. "Let me give you a massage, handsome!"

"Hey...! What are you doing, you cow!" I shout as she sits on my back. "Arggggggghhh!"

She does a big chop in the middle of my back. Something cracks and pain shoots up my spine. "Ouch! Harry! Get her off me!"

He attempts to help, but Pansy just throws him off and continues to pound on my back in what she calls a 'massage'. It is anything but. My back feels ready to fall apart. I can just imagine the spinal bones creaking and snapping apart. I shudder. Not a very comforting thought.

"I'm going to get a teacher! Hang on, Ron," Harry yells, looking frightened. However, I notice the slightest shadow of amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth before he turns and runs off. I swear under my breath. He'd better come back soon... or I'll be dead meat if the rumors about Pansy's massages are true.

I try to turn and throw her off, but she is too heavy and I can barely move with her weight on top of me. She changes the direction of her pounding (with much pain for me) so that her hand is now 'massaging' my lower back. Then she suddenly pauses. I heave a sigh of relief, preparing to get up. But she stays where she is. "Oohhh! You have such a nice ass. How come I never noticed? And to think I spent five years in your company... -Giggle-"

Suddenly I have a premonition of what is going to come. I scream and try to throw her off with all my might, but her pounding has made my back as weak as jelly. Whenever I move, something creaks and snaps as if there are rusty gears inside me, and pain enters muscles I never knew I had. But anything is better than having Parkinson's hands over me, if my suspicions are correct...

And they are all over me now. My eyes bulge as she starts groping me and my mouth drops open in shock and disgust. Pansy makes some odd noises. I think she is enjoying this, but I am not. Definitely not! Honestly, you males out there - you wouldn't enjoy this either. Trust me.

Her hands roam around my pelvic area until they reach the place. My eyes must be as wide as dinner plates as she giggles. Now my body is screaming for me to get out of here, and I slowly crawl out from under her, using all the strength I have (which is not much).

"Heeeeey! Handsome, where are you going? I'm not finished with my massage yet," she giggles, reaching for me. I dance out of her reach - or as close to dancing as I can in my state - and make towards the portrait in an almost comically slow limp. I push the painting of the Fat Lady up quickly and climb through, my entire body aching.

As I crawl out to the corridors, I spot Malfoy passing by with an amazed look on his face as he sees me. Argh, damn him. I wouldn't be surprised if he was the one who sent Pansy Parkinson after me. I limp away towards the nearest classroom, determined to get help (what on earth is Harry doing!) and get away from the mad girl behind me. I can still hear her voice faintly; "Rooooooonnnnnn... come back here..."

Going back there is something I will not do, even if my life depends on it.

As I near the Charms classroom, Professor Flitwick sees me. "Mr Weasley! What happened to you?" he asks shrilly, rushing at me. "Let me get you to Madam Pomfrey right away! I really hope you didn't have a fight, young man."

Thankfully, Pomfrey heals me up pretty quickly, but as I leave for dinner, she mutters something about "... second time this week... don't know what the boy's doing these days..." as she closes the door behind me. I shrug, then smile as nothing in my back cracks with the motion, and walk quickly to the Great Hall before I miss dessert.

"What happened to you, Ron?" Hermione squeaks when she spots me. Harry motions towards the seat they'd saved for me and I sit down gratefully. "We couldn't find you! Harry said something about Pansy Parkinson coming into the common room and torturing you."

"That's about right," I say, digging into a steak. I hadn't realized how ravenous I'd been. All that struggling took a lot of energy, I guess. "Let me tell you..."

And so I explained to them the whole story. As we talk and stride back to the dorms, Professor McGonagall appears behind a corner. "Mr Weasley?" she asks sternly. "Please come with me."

I glance at my friends, and shrug nonchalantly as I follow the Professor. We reach her office and she tells me to sit.

"Is it true that Miss Parkinson from Slytherin accessed the Gryffindor common room, and injured you?"

I nod, a bit surprised that McGonagall has already been informed. But then again, she is the head of the house, so a trespassing student would be some news for her.

"Do you have any idea how she gained the password?" the Professor probed. "The Fat Lady said that she didn't force entry, but had the password."

"I have no idea, Professor," I answer truthfully.

We talk for a while longer, and, apparently satisfied, Professor McGonagall sends me back to the common room. "Tell me if anything else happens," she says.

"Alright."

I round the corner and suddenly, Harry comes running up to me. He is panting and his glasses are a big foggy. "Ron! Did you see? Did you hear anything about Hermione?"

I shake my head, a bit confused. "No. Why? Something happened to her?"

Harry looks rueful. "I just heard... that Hermione kissed Malfoy."

There is a bit of silence as the words settle in. "What the..." I gape at him. "...! Bloody hell! Are you sure!"

"Heard it from Ginny. I don't think she'd lie about something like this." Harry grimaces. "Let's just hope it was an accident. Though I'm not sure how you can kiss someone by accident - 'Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else so I just kissed you by mistake.' - sure, that'd go over well."

My head reels from the news. Another big thing that occurred today. What more outrageous things might happen between now and bedtime? I wouldn't be surprised if this isn't the last crazy event for today.

Gee, Hermione'd better have a good excuse for this. I doubt that it's part of her 'killing Malfoy' list.

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