"I mean. If you want to tell us," Hermione quickly added.
"Did she say something that is not true?" Harry asked a reasonable question.
"You wanna hear the full thing?" I arched an eyebrow. "Yes!" They all said loudly.
"Okay, so um when Rickon came to Hogwarts we were all fine right and he didn't believe anything that Pansy or Merroy were trying to tell him. But once when I went into Draco's room and he threw Rickon out, Pansy made up a rum-"
"Wait you were in Malfoy's room? Why?" Harry asked.
"Umm," I was thinkning what to say. I can't just say that he was mad because of me and Rickon so I wanted to make him feel better.
"He had a bad day, and I wanted to make him feel better," I explained. He seemed to be kind of okay with that answer, but Ron rolled his eyes a little.
"Okay, well then Pansy started the rumor and Rickon for some reason believed it. And then he told I think Pansy first about Snape being my dad. And well then everyone knew," I tried to keep it short.
"Rickon was the only one who knew about Snape?" Hermione asked. "Yes. He was the only one I trusted with it. That's why we broke up,"
"He is an asshole. I'm glad you got rid of him," Hermione tried to cheer me up. "I'm glad too," I agreed.
"How did you break up tho?" Ron still couldn't get enough. This time others didn't say anything, only turned to me with a curious faces as well.
"You remember the fight before potions class?" They nodded. "Rickon was not there so I ran to the common room to see if he was there. He was. And then uh," I stopped thinkning about the things he yelled at me. Only imagining could've made me tear up, so luckily I stopped myself at the right time.
"Then I said it's over, and he was okay with that," I finished it quickly.
"At least he took it well then. And you, you did the right thing," Ron pointed at me. "Yeah,"
"Well now I think that Rickon deserved to go the the hospital wing," Ron said. "Ron!" Hermione elbowed him again. "You can't say that," she added quietly.
"Same Ron," I said.
"See, she agrees with me," Ron pointed at me and looked at Hermione. "I understand that I shouldn't say anything bad when he's dead, but he's not, bad ones never die," he said excactly what I was thinkning.
"What even happened to him?" Ron turned back to me and so did everyone else.
"Umm," well he hurt me so Draco hurt him. "He got into a fight,"
"With who? They said it was without a spell. Who could punch someone that badly that he is in the hospital?" Harry asked. Should I say it was Draco?
"Think Harry. Who is always in fights? Who else can it be other than Malfoy," Ron said. "Was it?" Harry turned to me. "Yeah," I agreed quietly.
"Malfoy fought someone into a hospital?" Hermione had wide eyes. 'Not his first time' I thought to myself.
"I bet he didn't even have a reason. You know Malfoy," Ron was convinced.
"Why did they fight?" Hermione asked me. "Well... Draco didn't actually want to fight him at all at first," I defended him.
"Well, he did. Why?" Ron asked.
"Rickon was provoking him and he got mad?" I thought if that would be a good enough sentence to summarize it together.
"What could make him that mad? He hates Harry with every part of his body but their fight didn't end with Harry in the hospital wing. Well except for ice," Ron said. That was true.

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Protective [D.M]
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