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Chapter 7: Attack of Rabid Gingers

The new trio (consisting of Neville, Hermione, and Harry) sat down in the Grand Hall for breakfast before classes. Hermione struggled to take off the cursed bracelet with little luck. Harry and Neville exchanged schedules.

"Divination with the fraud," Harry mumbled.

"I told you to drop out of that class and take something useful!" Hermione snapped.

Harry shrugged.

"But first is herbology for today," Neville piped in.

Hermione wrapped water around the bracelet loosening it. The water went black before the bracelet broke.

"Finally," she muttered.

The trio gathered their stuff before leaving for herbology.

Walking down the path, they saw Ron lying on the side limp. Hermione stepped close to him to see what was wrong.

"HERMIONE!" Harry shouted.

Hermione turned to see Harry but instead choked. Ron had grabbed her neck and was holding onto her tightly. She noticed his eyes had gone a red color.

"Ron," she said weakly.

"If I can't have you, no one can," Ron hissed.

Her vision was going blurry by how tightly he was squeezing her now. Then she felt herself fall out of his reach. A stone cage seemed to have trapped Ron.

"LET ME OUT!" He shouted.

The cage bars dropped back into the earth. Ron was about to move when he sunk halfway into the ground.


"Stop making a scene, Ron. No one besides us is around right now. And if you speak or do anything like that to my friends again, you're not going to be happy about it," Harry said coldly.

He helped Hermione up before they walked off to Herbology.

"How did you do that, Neville?" Hermione asked.

"Adeline rush?" Neville replied, confused.

"Either way it was brilliant," Harry smiled.

Ron had, unfortunately, been freed from his binding later in the day. Ron sat next to Harry in Divination, which was not at all pleasing. In fact, even creepier than the Creevy brothers. They would be beginning Planetary Divination reading. Ron kept looking over Harry's shoulder, which was pathetic really.

"I got two Mars' is that right?" Ron asked.

"I got Jupiter and Saturn, I don't think yours is right though," Harry said.

"Professor, what's this one?" Lavender Brown asked.

"That would be Uranus," Professor Trewlawny said.

"Can I have a look too?" Ron asked.

The Professor came over.

"The dark hair, tragic losses—," the professor said.

Harry zoned out. Hermione was right, she was an old fraud. Then he felt Ron nudge him.

"I was saying dear, were you born under Saturn say mid-winter?" the Professor said.

"I was born in July," Harry said.

The Professor went pink. The cause of their large homework was possibly due to Ron's outburst and her inaccurate planetary predictions.

Harry was walking out last when the Professor started breathing heavily and nearly fell onto a table.

"Professor?" Harry asked.

"Pluto will call the Lunar Child mine,

The Phoenix will set Earth to flames,

Saturn shall have the final breathe,

And storm will fall as all the rest," Trelawney said hissing.

She lost her footing before standing straight again.

"Did I say something?" she asked curious.

"No, nothing," Harry said.

He rushed out of the classroom.

The courtyard had a few people as Hermione sat down to read. She read through some pages of a book about Elementals. Her book was ripped out of her hand.

"HEY!" she shouted.

She looked up.

Tossing the book around was no other than Draco Malfoy.

"Give it back, Malfoy!" Hermione shouted.

"Now why would I do that?" he laughed.

"Malfoy, give it back."

Malfoy laughed. He threw the book across the courtyard, the pages flying. Hermione was about to run to it when Ginny stood in her way.

"Real pathetic mudblood," Ginny laughed.

"Ginny, you can't be serious," Hermione mumbled.

"No, I'm serious alright. I see the way he looks at you and it's sick. Harry deserves someone better than you," Ginny hissed.

"Wait , what? You think me and Harry like each other? You're obviously delusional," Hermione laughed.

Whips of fire formed in Ginny's hand. The whip cracked aiming at Hermione. She ducked narrowly missing it. Angered, she formed a bow that was made of water. How? She wasn't too curious. She aimed an arrow at Ginny. The other girl jumped to the side, narrowly missing the arrow.

"What the hell is going on?" Harry shouted.

For a moment the fighting ceased. Ginny looked longingly at Harry.

"Are you ready to give up on this mudblood yet?" she asked drooling almost.

"What?" Harry asked.

"She thinks you and me like each other," Hermione laughed.

Harry turned a slight shade of pink.

"Look Ginny, you've got this wrong. Just stop the fighting," Harry said.

"Hmm… no," Ginny said.

Draco formed a sword of violet lighting.

"Thought you were the only Storm Elemental, Potter?" Draco sneered.

Draco charged at Harry with the lighting. Hermione was caught off guard by Draco's sudden action that Ginny had bound her in fire. She screamed in pain.

"HARRY!" Hermione shouted.

Harry summoned the sword of Gryffindor. Draco looked just as surprised. The swords clashed releasing sparks everywhere. Around the courtyard a large dark thundercloud loomed above. Bystanders had quickly retreated into the school or behind the pillars eager to watch the fight.

Hermione struggled against her bindings. They had coiled into thick handcuffs and rope around her legs. Ginny pushed her back and Hermione fell onto the ground.

"Can't do anything now can you, mudblood?" Ginny hissed.

Hermione opened her mouth but instead a scream escaped. Above her Ginny held a sapphire.

"You're now powerless. Nighty night," Ginny cackled.

Powerless? What about her magical abilities? Or was it just physically? Crap she was in trouble. The bindings disappeared leaving burn marks. Hermione lifted herself up. She fell to her knees. How was she supposed to help Harry against Malfoy? Spots were clouding her vision. She put her arms in front of her to hold herself up. Instead they gave out and she was back on her back. She looked at the clouds. Rain sounded good right now. Like a lullaby.

Harry barely had a clue of what was going on. For one he was trying to find Hermione to tell her about Professor Trelawny's freak prophesy and then he was fighting for his life against Malfoy. Sure Malfoy was stupid and a self-centered prat but this was extreme. Hell, he hadn't even had enough practice with his sword and he was half decent. Or Malfoy was really poor conducting lighting. The lights reminded him of one of Dudley's science-fiction movies. Was it episode four or something? He couldn't remember.

"Ready to give up, Potter?" Draco sneered.

"Over my dead body," Harry retorted.

"That'll be easy."

"You wish."

Then the rain started pouring down in sheets. Remaining bystanders ran off. Speaking of which, where the bloody hell was a professor! Shouldn't someone be taking points off for fighting? Of course points hadn't mattered anymore since last year when they still counted. Rain was blurring his glasses. Harry swung his sword around as best as he could try to defend himself.

"Let's go Malfoy!" he heard Ginny shout.

"This isn't over yet Potter," Draco said.

Harry put down his sword to rub his glasses. He looked around for Hermione. She wasn't around anywhere. To his horror he saw her being carried by Draco someone with Ginny. He grabbed his sword and chased after the duo. No matter how fast he ran he was still behind them. Then he noticed they were going to Dumbledore's office. The two of them went into the office. Harry banged on the door but it wouldn't allow him in. Not even the gargoyle spoke to him. He then decided that this gargoyle was very rude at the moment. Dammit, he couldn't hear inside.

Draco had presented the limp form of Hermione to Dumbledore whereas Ginny showed the sapphire. Dumbledore was more pleased with the stone than the unconscious witch.

"What do we do with the mudblood Professor?" Ginny asked.

"Take her to a room on the seventh floor. There's a particular room I hear of that hides things. Do not let anyone see you," Dumbledore said.

"Yes sir," Draco said.

"Mr. Potter has already left the corridor but I would hurry," Dumbledore added.

Ginny was pleased with herself. Hermione was no longer an issue. And Harry would be hers. Her mother had always told her that she and Harry were made for each other. Getting her happily ever after was only a while away.

Authors Notes: SOO I did try to add in some more action into this chapter. Also I should warn the next update will take a while because I won't have access to my word documents for a while. Which I would love to say I'm going to update sooner but alas that would be a lie. So stick around for the next chapter please!