Ron broke into a run as soon as he left the classroom. He made a beeline for the nearest girls� bathroom and knocked on the door. �Hermione?� he called through the small space that he opened, �Hermione! I know you�re mad at me and I'm sorry! I just�I just get so frustrated, I don�t know how to put into words what I feel. Like you said, I have the emotional range of a teaspoon,� he chuckled and dared to ope the door another crack. �Hermione? Are you in there? Is anyone in there?�

�I am,� said an all too familiar voice.

�Hello, Myrtle, is Hermione in there too?� Ron said opening the door wide enough for his head to fit through. �Wait, this isn�t your bathroom.�

�Oh! So now I�m only allowed in ONE ROOM?! Is that it?!�

�No, myrtle! Im just surprised to see you is all! Crikey!� he looked around the room. �Is she in there or not?�

�No, but you�ve just missed her.�

�Thanks,� he said as he darted back out into the hallway. �Wait, how could I have missed her? I would have run into her on her way back to the DA.� he stood for a moment in confusion then headed back to the meeting.

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Harry heard Hermione�s shout and Ron�s words finally sunk in. �Malfoy!� he practically shouted, everyone�s attention was now on him instead of the door. �Come on!� he gestured to the door, �Hermione is in trouble!� they all stopped immediately and followed Harry to the door.

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�Eyetrechlamis Vectrus,� the voice now said twice and Hermione could feel herself falling as both Crabbe and Goyle dropped her so they could grab at their now sightless eyes. She could hear them crashing into things as the voice�which was sounding more and more familiar now that whoever it was began gaining control of their emotions�growled, �stupify, stupify!� and they both fell to the floor.

She could feel the spell slowly wearing off and could now move her fingers slightly. She fought with all her will to open her eyes but still couldn�t. She now heard what sounded like the whole DA running down the hallway outside. �If you EVER touch her again, I will KILL YOU, do you understand Malfoy? KILL. YOU. Now you get the hell out of here and stay the hell away from my GIRLFRIEND!� She could hear the sound of fist striking flesh and Malfoy falling to the floor. Harry was saying something about staying still if he knew what was good for him.

It finally struck Hermione, the voice was Ron. And he had called Hermione his girlfriend in front of the whole DA! She wanted to jump for joy but as it was, she still could only move her fingers and toes a little. Just then, she felt herself being lifted and she panicked slightly at the thought of being carried. Ron didn�t have any trouble though and he carried her the whole way back to the DA classroom.

�Someone go get madam Pomfrey!� he yelled after he set her down on some of the pillows that were always lying around the room. �Hermione?� he asked, a very worried tone in his voice, Oh Hermione! Please be ok! Someone went to get madam Pomfrey, she�ll be her in a moment!� he took her hand and was stroking it softly when Hermione squeezed his fingers. �Oh! Hermione!� he touched the side of her face with his other hand as here eyelids began so shiver slightly. �Come on, pet, you can fight this!� he kissed her lightly on the forehead and then sat back just as her eyes opened.

�What is the meaning of this?! Why is there a broom closet full of jinxed slytherins?!� madam Pomfrey had just walked into the classroom, followed by none other than Professors Dumbledore, Snape, and Mcgonagall �and what�s this about miss Granger being unconscious? Oh, get back Mr. Weasley!� Mcgonagall was standing with her hands on her hips, her thin lips practically white with anger.

�You too, Potter,� this time it was Snape who spoke and was holding Harry by the arm.

�Everyone, if you please, back to your respective common rooms. Thank you,� Dumbledore had finally said something. �Excepting, of course, Mr�s Weasley and Potter and those bound for the hospital wing. Severus, if you wouldn�t mind letting the boy go so we can get this sorted out?� He gestured to Snape�s vice-like grip on Harry�s arm, which at that point was immediately released.

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