Gryffindor boy - Ron Weasley x male oc

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Hermione steps into the common room, looking puzzled. "Hey, Harper."

Harper looks up from his parchment to her.

"Have you seen Harry, or Ron? I can't find them anywhere." Hermione said.

Harper shakes his head. "No, I haven't."

"Ron's been acting fishy all week. He's up to something." Hermione said, watching Harper pack up his parchments.

"Uh huh." Harper said, mind absent at the moment as he stood up. "Another night, another detention."

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Harper scratches away with the horrible quill, gritting his teeth, determined not to make a sound. There's sweat beads on his head, and blood is flowing freely from the cuts on his hand.

"That's enough for tonight, Granger. Let's see that hand." Umbridge said, reaching out and touches his hand.

Harper tried not to flinch by the touch, but by the smile on her face, he had failed. Harper pulled his hand away, standing up and stumbling due to blood loss. He staggers backwards and out the door to her office without another word.

Harper attempts to run down the hall, swaying on his feet as a drunk. Blood pouring down his hand, dribbling onto the floor. He staggers towards the portrait hole back to the Gryffindor commons. It stands open, and passes through it.

What Harper wasn't expecting was to find the Quidditch team up in the common room, and his sister who has a look of concern on her face as she paces back and forth.

"Harper! I tried out for Quidditch Keeper at the tryouts! I'm on the team!" Ron said, about to say more but stops as he takes in the sight of the brunette. His face instantly paled at the sight of Harper, barely being able to stand on his two feet, pale and gaunt, his left and right hand hanging limply by his side, though his left hand was covered in blood.

Ron instantly moves towards Harper when he sees him about to fall to the floor, taking him into his chest as Harry and Hermione join him. "Bloody hell, Harper. What happened!" He exclaimed, easily lifting Harper's body up into a bridal style.

"He's got to be taken to the hospital wings." Hermione said, looking at Harper with fear on her face as Fred places a hand on her back to calm her down.

"No..." Harper weakly said, gaining everyone in the room attention as they looked at him. "Can't give... Umbridge the satisfaction..."

"Umbridge did this?" Harry and George asked, looking at Harper with widened eyes.

"You said she was making you do lines!" Ron exclaimed, sitting Harper down on the couch in the common room.

"She is. But the quill has some sort of spell on it. It uses blood for ink." Harper said, gripping Ron's hand with his uninjured right hand.

"That old hag! I'm gonna kill her!" Hermione said, glaring at the wall behind Harry's shoulder.

"Harper. You've got to go to Dumbledore. You can't keep this up." Harry said, kneeling down in front of Harper.

"Even Lucius is a better professor at this point." Ron said as everyone nodded in agreement before an idea came to his mind. "Why don't you go to Malfoy and tell him about this, if she's doing this to you, then who's to say she wouldn't do it to anyone else?" He said, looking at everyone.

"That could work." Hermione said, looking at Harper. "He might not like me, but he likes you." She said, placing her hand on Harper's shoulder.

"I'll try to go to him." Harper said after a minute of silence. "But if it didn't work..."

"Lucius won't be the professor, but it will stop the punishment." Ron softly said, squeezing Harper's right hand. "It pains me to say this Harper, but Lucius has a soft spot for you. Didn't you say he said you were an exception?"

Harper nodded.

"Then you go to... Draco... and tell him about this." Ron said, hesitating over Malfoy's name because he didn't want to say the blond's name.

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"Draco..." Harper said, watching as Draco quickly stands up and walks towards him, telling his friends to stay there.

"Yes, Harper?" Draco said, voice soft as he looks over Harper's shoulder and caught the trio's eyes before looking to Harper. "What's wrong? You've never come to me before."

"Do you think... Lucius would--"

"Are you kidding? Father would do anything for you in a heartbeat." Draco quickly said, placing his hands inside his pocket. "What do you need me to say to him?" He asked, looking at the Gryffindor who has somehow made his way into his father's heart.

"Only that Umbridge is... punishing me." Harper said, holding up his left hand and taking off the bandages.

Draco's eyes widened at the sight of the bloodied scar. He softly takes Harper's left hand, looking it over. "Umbridge did this?" He asked, looking up at Harper.

Harper nodded. "Yes. I think she still has the parchment."

Draco nodded, letting go of Harper's hand and helped bandages it up again. "I'll tell him, can you wait until tomorrow?"

"I'll wait as long as I can to wait for him, as long as he stops this." Harper said, thinking about meeting Lucius again.

Draco's lips quirked up slightly. "You know if I didn't know any better, I would've thought you're in love with him or something." He said, letting a smile take over his face when Harper's face flushed red.

"It's... just a small crush. I'm not blind, I know that he's handsome." Harper said, blushing redder when Draco smirked at him.

"Well, he thinks you're beautiful." Draco said, snickering as he watched Harper walk back towards his friends. He waves to Harper when he looks back at him before he himself turns to walk back to his friends.

But first, he has a message for his father to know. And he's gonna put his beef to the side for a few days and have an important talk with Harry and Ron.

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"Potter! Weasley!"

"Malfoy."

"I have an idea that I need you to hear."

"Go on."