Get out of there!

I know it's over done, but I couldn't resist. Please forgive my complete and total lack of imagination. R+R!

Disclaimer: I don't own it. But you knew that already, didn't you?

Chapter one - the boring one where it all gets started

Ron, Harry and Hermione were in potions, being terrorized by Snape, supposedly making a potion to let you see from the other person's point of view.

It was often used in international diplomacy. Unfortunately, Ron and Hermione were too busy in their feverishly whispered argument to pay much attention to what they were actually adding to their cauldrons.

'Really, though Ron, Lavender Brown?' Hermione hissed 'That girl doesn't have enough brains to fill an eggcup!' Ron glared at her before replying 'I suppose Vicky was such a brainiac, now wasn't he?

Ron started to imitate a gorilla, swinging his arms low, jumping around and hooting in an overdramatic impression of Victor, repeating 'Herm-ninny' again and again.

'Ron, watch out!' Hermione shrieked, but it was too late. Ron had knocked his bubbling potion all over Hermione and himself.

'Hey Granger, nice!' yelled Malfoy, looking blatantly at Hermione's chest asthe potion soakede through her shirt. Hermione flushed red with embarrassment, and fled the room with a sob.

Enraged, Ron turned to Malfoy, raising his fists and shaking with rage that anyone had dared make Hermione cry.

'Not fighting, are we, Weasley?' Snape looked at Ron in disdain while Malfoy grinned from behind his back, causing Ron to clench his fists tightly.

'Go and get cleaned up, Weasley, and don't bother to return' Snape muttered, and Ron shot an apologetic glance at Harry for leaving him alone with Snape, ran out of the room.

Ignoring Snape's instruction, Ron ran off to find Hermione and apologise. He found her, no longer sobbing, just staring into the flames in the common room fire. Worried, Ron approached her cautiously, and tapped Hermione on the shoulder.

'Hermione?' Ron said 'Are you alright? Malfoy's a jerk, you don't umm, that is to say you do, but…' Ron trailed off hopelessly.

Hermione turned around, and glowered at Ron. She screamed 'You just don't get it, do you? every time i'm humiliated in front of Malfoy, it makes me feel so stupid and worthless. He always tries to makes me feel infereor, because i'm a mudblood!' she spat the word, and Ron turned pale 'It's alright for you, you're a pureblood, but i'm just, just...' Hermione broke off sobbing.

'Hermione, i had no idea you felt that way, i'mso sorry' mumbled Ron helplessly.'Is there any thig i can do? i could go and kill Malfoy for you if you want' he looked up hopefully.

'No, just leave me alone' Hermione ran off up to her dormitory where she knew Ron couldn't follow, leaving Ron slumped powerless on his chair in front of the fire. He didn't move until Harry forced him up to bed, eight hours later.