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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or places mentioned in the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J. . I do not own the plot/events that occur in this story, they belong to Nicholas Sparks.
Summery: Harry and Ron not friends with Hermione? But with Draco? And in Slytherin? What happens when Ron gets in trouble and is forced to work alongside Hermione, will the two overcome their differences and fall in love? What will happen to their friends, families and Hermione's health? R&r (HG/RW).
Chapter 1 – Getting Caught
"That twerp had better show up," Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived said.
"And he'd better jump too," Ron Weasley said.
"Hey guys," Draco Malfoy said, arriving on broom. "Is the dork here yet?
"No, but he'd better be," Pansy Parkison said. "Oh look, here he comes." She pointed to the person walking towards them.
"Hi guys, I'm here." Colin Creevey, a Gryffindor said.
"When we say 'be here at 12', we mean be her at 12, got it?" Blaise Zabini said punching him in the arm friendly.
"Come on guys, lets see some jumping," Milstride Bulstrode said.
"Come on Creevey, I'm making the jump with you." Ron said.
"Are you sure the squids friendly?" Colin asked rubbing his arm, where Blaise punched him.
"We're sure, jump and your one of us. We've all done it. Come on." Ron said pushing Colin onto the dock. They both took off their cloaks and pants so they were standing in their boxers and t-shirts.
"Sure" Colin said quietly.
"On the count of three we'll jump, one who, three!" Ron said and pushed Colin in.
"Yeah!" Draco yelled.
"Where is he?" Harry asked. Suddenly a tentacle from the squid shot out of the water and threw Colin onto the ground. He landed with a loud thump.
"Oh shit," Harry said.
"Ron he's hurt!" Pansy yelled.
Damn," Ron muttered and ran to where Colin was lying.
"Hey you! You're supposed to be in bed!" Filch yelled
"Damn," Blaise said and grabbed his broom. "Come on Pansy," he yelled
"Students out of bed, by the lake, students out of bed!" Filch yelled and ran towards them.
"Come on," Draco yelled as him and Milstride flew off towards the school.
"Ron, man we've got to get out of here." Harry yelled and flew off.
Ron ran and grabbed his clothes, got his broom, mounted, and pushed off.
"Not so fast." Dumbledore said. He pointed his wand and Ron and put him on the ground, "you've got some explaining to do."
"So mate, how much trouble are you in?" Draco asked Ron the next morning at breakfast.
"Not too much, I think. Dumbledore said he'd tell me today sometime, probably detention with Filch." Ron replied.
"Man, that sucks. That old man's such a git." Harry said.
"So, we on for tonight?" Blaise asked.
"I don't know Blaise, maybe that's not such a good idea." Pansy said.
"Shut-up Pansy," Draco sneered.
"So are we?" Blaise asked again.
"Sure, why not?" Ron replied.
"Look over there guys, its mudblood Granger." Harry said,
"And she's coming right toward us." Blaise said.
"Nice cloak," Pansy said as Hermione walked by.
"Thank you," Hermione replied and smiled sweetly, and kept walking towards the Gryffindor table.
"Thank you," Draco mimicked. The group burst out laughing.
"Ronald Weasley, please report to the Headmasters office." Professor McGonagall's voice ran clear throughout the Great Hall.
"Bye guys, better go see what that crack-pot-old-fool wants." Ron said standing up to leave.
"Meet us in the dungeons after," Blaise said.
"Sure" Ron replied.
"One, two, three, four, five." Dumbledore counted while placing five bottles of on his desk. "Five bottles of firewhiskey were found last night."
"So…" Ron said.
"So, they were found around the area Colin was last night. What do you have to say, Ron?" Dumbledore asked sitting back in his chair.
"Well, I heard Creevey was going to jump, so I went there to help him. When Filch yelled I got a little spooked and ran for it." Ron lied.
"Ronald Weasley, what are we going to do with you?" Dumbledore mumbled.
"Whatca going to do? Expellee me?" Ron sneered.
"Not yet, anyway, Mr. Weasley, not yet. First you are going to help tutor our younger students on Saturdays, second you are suspended from playing Quiditich –"
"What?" Ron interrupted.
"-until further notice, and finally you will partake in our spring concert," Dumbledore continued as if Ron never said anything.
"With the music group?" Ron asked.
"Yes, and if you don't smarten up, Ron, you will be expelled." Dumbledore said. "Now, I believe, Mr. Weasley, you have Potions class. You don't want to be late."
"Whatever," Ron muttered and sauntered out towards the dungeons. When he got there he walked straight to his seat and sat down.
"So, mate, what did the old fart say?" Draco asked.
"Tutoring, spring concert, oh and I'm suspended from Quiditich." Ron said darkly.
"What?"
"He said what?"
"That's so unfair!" Blaise, Draco and Harry said all at once.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Zabini, this is class time. If I hear anymore outbursts, there will be points deducted." Professor Snape said.
"Yup, until further notice. What's that supposed to mean? It could be months before I'm aloud to play again." Ron stated.
"That's so unfair, we're playing Ravenclaw next week," Harry said.
"How are we supposed to find another keeper in a week?" Draco asked.
"I told you, man, you needed to get out of there." Blaise said.
"I'm sorry, guys, really. How 'bout Pansy?" Ron asked Harry, who was the captain of the Slytherin Quiditich team.
"Can't, she can't keep out anything." Harry said.
"'Specially guys from her bed." Draco snickered.
"True, very true," Blaise said laughing.
"'Specially you, Blaise, how many nights has it been this week?" Harry asked.
"Shut-up," Blaise snapped.
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