Slytherin Pride

Anger

Hermione's POV

"Ron, for the last time! I don't know where she is!" I said rolling my eyes, and trying to march away. He grabbed my wrist, which immediately sent shock up my arm. I shrunk slightly away from his touch. "She keeps sneaking off! I know you know where she went, now tell me!" He looked kind of distressed, but mostly murderous. "I get that you're upset, but Ginny doesn't have to tell you where she spends her time, just like I don't, and Harry doesn't!" He looked exasperated. "Hermione. You're a terrible liar, I can tell she's been sleeping with someone. I just want to know who. Bc I know for sure its no one in Gryffindor! She might be in trouble! The lad might go to far." That comment sparked anger inside of me. I used to thing Draco might go too far, but now that I've come terms with him, and actually got to know him, it seemed unfair for anyone to even suggest him mistreating Ginny. They were a better couple than any other paring at Hogwarts! "Ronald Weasley! You don't even talk to Ginny hardly! Not since her eating problems! So you have no idea who she's dealing with! And you have no right saying that he is mistreating her because dra-HE'S the nicest person I know!" I faltered and looked away, hoping he didn't notice my almost mention of his name. He breathes deeply. "She's sleeping with Draco Malfoy?!" I gasped. "I never said such a thing!" He nodded mockingly. "Oh sure, how many other 'dra' do we know! The bloody ferret....ill have his head..." I smacked his cheek. "I didn't say Draco! I'm stupid! My words get jumbled up! I didn't mention Malfoy, but all have you know he's my friend, and a good one at that! I'm warning you! Don't hurt him."he grabbed my wrist, hard. And shoved me into a wall. I looked around me to see if anyone else saw, and I realized we were in an empty courtyard. I felt the color drain out of my face as I swallowed, trying not to let my panic control me. His grip on my wrist got tighter and tighter, and I felt my hand start to throb. He got close to my face. "Ill do whatever I please to Malfoy. And if you try to stop me...ill just hurt you too. Come on hermione. Don't be dim. I'm right your wrong. Now get over it, before its too late and I'm gone forever." A tear slid down my cheek and I tried not the breath out very loudly. I sounded like I was wheezing. My hand was turning a light shade of red, and it hurt immensely. "Get away from me!" I said through clinched teeth. He let go of my hand and raked his nails down my arm, slightly drawing blood before rushing away. I waited till he was out of sight, before falling to the ground and shaking uncontrollably. My hand shook and twitched and I could see purple marks forming around my wrist. The scratched were fully materialized, and went from my elbow to the end of my forearm. I wiped my eyes, and curled my legs up, trying to get the images of Ron out of my head, and at the same time, trying to keep my fear for Draco under control. I heard the clock strike lunch, and I realized I had sat on the ground, shaking, for a full hour. I felt cold, and nauseous. I shakily stood up gripping the wall, and hobbled back towards the castle.

Ron's POV

I was shaking, and breaking out in cold sweats. 'Why did I just hurt Mione?! She's the love of my life, and here I am giving her wrists bruises. I was a pathetic prick. I kept Harry's words in my head about the way I treat people. I lost my temper easily, and now it was getting out of hand. "I love hermione. I love Ginny. I love Harry." I repeated to myself as I walked quickly down the halls to lunch. All three of those people were my best friends. And I couldn't hurt them, and yet here I was, just watching someone not eat, telling him off for no reason, and physically harming the other. "Get a grip of your life." I said angrily to myself. I tried to remember what all went down with Mione before I snapped, then a certain name popped into my head. "It's all the ferret's fault." I gritted, stopping in my tracks. "He's pulling Ginny away from me, he's starting becoming friendly with Harry, he makes a fool of me, Hermione's his "friend." For all I know she could be his sex toy. I felt my face grow hot thinking of her laughing sweetly as he slowly licked her clit. I felt sick. Is that what was happening?! Is that why she's shying away? Because of him?!
I was seething now, and my breathing resembled a horse. How could she?! Somewhere a voice was telling me that I had no proof of this. But my anger blocked it out, like all the other times I got upset. Why did everyone take things from me?! They take my pride, my happiness, my family! And then they always blame it on me! "It's always Ron! It's tons fault! Ron should be more careful!" I mimicked my siblings vices as they ratted me out about breaking dishes, or cheating of a test. It was always me, and every time they did something Wong, I'd always keep it a secret. They'd never get in trouble, because I never snitched! I never wrote mom notes to get them grounded, I never told their significant other that they were cheated, though probably all of them have at some point. And I certainly never gave up on them. Well, that was about to change, all of it. Starting with teaching Draco Malfoy a lesson.
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