"Oi! Weasley!" Draco called angrily.
Ron turned around from where he was about to go into the nurse's station. He had blood dripping down his face and his nose looked broken. Draco felt his mask almost slip but sneered through it. Caleb really does have a mean punch. He swallowed his pride and lowered his voice.
"Weasley I need to talk to you."
"What do you want Malfoy? Your little lap dog not feel content? Come to finish the job?" Ron sneered.
"No." Draco said.
Ron rolled his eyes and began to push the door open.
"Icametoapologise!" Draco spat out.
"What?" The door swung closed again.
"I said. I came to apologise. Caleb has anger issues. He loses control sometimes," Draco looked down "I'm trying to help him with that but he isn't doing very well. It... It's not his fault!" Draco looked at Ron trying to make him understand "He doesn't mean what he does when he lashes out like that. He doesn't realise he is doing it. Understand? He is real sorry for hurting you. He wouldve come told you himself but he was too upset. So I am here instead."
Ron coldly glared at Draco through his speech, his mind reeling. Draco looked down and hated what he was doing. What he was... Asking.
"Please" Ron gasped softly "Please don't get him expelled."
Draco looked at Ron as if he hadn't been begging him for a favor and walked past him as if nothing happened. Ron watched him go and walked into the nurses station in shock.
"Oh my goodness! What happened!?" Madam Pomfrey said rushing over.
Ron looked at the door behind him and then up at the witch.
"I fell down the stairs."
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The Boy Who Wanted to Live
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