Chapter 99: Therapy

"I've got them counted, Hagrid," said Charlie sternly. Then he said, "How's Harry?"

"Fine," said Hagrid. He was still gazing at the eggs.

"Just hope he's still fine after he's faced this lot," said Charlie grimly, looking out over the dragons' enclosure. "I didn't dare tell Mum what he's got to do for the first task; she's already having kit­tens about him. …" Charlie imitated his mother's anxious voice. "How could they let him enter that tournament, he's much too young! I thought they were all safe, I thought there was going to be an age limit!' She was in floods after that Daily Prophet article about him. 'He still cries about his parents! Oh bless him, I never knew!"

'Oh Mrs Weasley.' Chris sighed.

"Ye'h tha' poor boy." Hagrid said still eyes at Dragons.

Chris looked at the close on, the Hungarian Horntail. Slowly the Horntail opened her eyes a little. Chris instantly understood that the Dragon was tired. She was feeling helpless, she just wanted to protect her children in eggs but no one was feeling that.

'I'm sorry.' Chris said in her mind. 'You're also facing challenges and here I'm thinking how to save my friends. I'm sorry.'

She looked at the other Dragons and felt the same thing, all of them were tired and worried.

'Trust me if I could, then I would've helped you but...' Chris sighed.

Now the Horntail eye's were pleading for help, Chris couldn't bear it anymore. Knowing she can't do anything, Chris turned and began to walk away, back to the castle, thinking about the Dragons' pleading eyes and their screams.

She almost came face-to-face with Karkaroff, who was standing in the dark, figuring out a way to pass the Dragons(obviously). Very slowly and very carefully, Chris moved away from him, then without making too much noise, she hurried through the darkness back toward Hogwarts.

Chris reached the castle, slipped in through the front doors, and began to climb the marble stairs, thinking how she will tell Harry about this.

"Balderdash!" She gasped at the Fat Lady, who was snoozing in her frame in front of the portrait hole.

"If you say so," she muttered sleepily, without opening her eyes, and the picture swung forward to admit her. Chris climbed in­side. The common room was deserted, and, the room was in semidarkness; the flames were the only source of light. Chris pulled off the Invisibility Cloak and sank into an armchair.

"So he gave you his invisibility cloak, Huh? That's impressive." Said a voice from the corner of the room.

Chris spun around to see Ron sitting on chair, at a dark corner.

"What're you doing here Ron?" Chris asked without hesitating; honestly what Ron thinks it doesn't matter to her.

"I'm not a fool, Chris. I understood why Harry put his name but didn't inform me." Ron gave a weak laugh. "It was you."

"Ron, what're talking about?" Chris said, feeling irritated.

"Oh you don't know?" Ron said coldly. "Then let me clear that up for you, I'm saying you're the one who put his name in that Goblet of Fire."

"Ron, where are you going with this?" Chris asked raising her eyebrows.

"You know Chris, I'm really curious, how you pull that off;" ignoring her question Ron continued. "First, you convinced Harry that I'm no good friend for a Hero like him and then you made him the Hogwarts Champion, and also made him popular as much as possible. But, trust me, with your intelligence and power I'm not even very surprised."

"Ron stop there or you'll regret it." Chris said getting up from her armchair.

"Oh I'm regretting it Chris. I'm regretting the moment I thought the famous Harry Potter can be my best friend." said Ron nastly. "But he chose a girl over his friend. Now when I think about it, I feel you became friends with my sister for Harry."

That was it, he crossed the line and soon his face was greeted by a punch.

"Ouuu."

"Silencio."

Another punch on his face.

"You have to say things now, don't you?"

Another punch on his stomach.

"When I'm so upset for those Dragons."

Another kick on his leg. He scrambled on the floor.

"When I was figuring out a way for Harry."

Another kick on his leg.

"When I'm trying to save your best friend's life."

Another punch on his face.

"You had to jump in."

Another punch on his arm.

"And make me mad."

Another punch.

"Why're you stupid Ron?"

Another kick.

"When God was giving brains to all, where were you that time Ron?"

Another kick. Soon Ron wasn't trying to protect himself from the punches and kicks.

"You're..."

Chris stopped and looked down to see if he had gone unconscious. She bend down and saw he was conscious but badly injured. His lips were bleeding and there was brushes where Chris just punched and kicked him. He was watching her with horror in his eyes.

Though Ron was taller and heavier than Chris, Chris was fast and trained. So Ron couldn't fight back much.

"Now I've to erase your memory." Chris sighed. "Stupefy."

Ron went flying towards the stairs leading to Boys Dormitory; unconscious.

"Good. Obliviate."

Then Chris moved Ron onto the stairs, so people think he fell of. Then remove the silencing charm and walked back towards her dormitory.

"I'm finally feeling good." Chris said smirking. "Punching something actually helps."

She changed and threw herself on the bed. She knew if Ron wakes up and people pointed his brushes, he'll never admit it was someone who beat him. Also he'll not remember who actually punched him that badly.

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Next morning, Chris woke up very late, as it was Sunday Ginny didn't wake her up. Thinking what happened last night, she got ready and walked down to the common room.

Colin and Dennis were counting how much they've earned in last few days.

"Hiya Chris!" Colin said as he saw her.

"Morning. So what the Creevey brothers up to?" Chris asked sitting beside on the same table.

"You won't believe Chris, we already have 570 Sickles." Dennis said excitedly.

"She'll believe Dennis. She's the one who collected them." Colin laughed.

"Ou." Dennis went pink.

"So what're you going to do with these?" Chris asked.

"I'll by a new bicycle." Dennis said grinning.

"No. We'll give something to our parents." Colin said looking at Dennis.

"Ok." Dennis said happily.

"Where's Ginny?" Chris asked looking around.

"Went to the Hospital wing with Harry and Hermione." Colin replied closing his box where he just put all the Sickles. "I'm finished. Dennis put it back in my trunk."

Dennis grabbed the box and the paper with all those countings. "See ya." And ran away.

"Why Hospital Wing?" Chris asked looking as much surprised as possible.

"Ron fell from the stairs last night. Neville told me, he and Dean Thomas almost walked over Ron in the morning, only then they noticed him." Colin said as they climbed out of the portrait hole. "He woke up after that but wasn't able to move so Fred and George carried him to the Hospital wing. Harry went with them. Then Ginny and Hermione heard and went there. Though Fred and George suspected someone was beating him last night."

"Oh! I think it's an accident. Who'll beat him up?" Chris said innocently.

"I can think of few names who wanted to give him a good beating." Colin chuckled. "But you tell me what do you think?"

"I don't know... maybe Harry." Chris said looking away. "I mean the way he's behaving with Harry..."

"But Harry wasn't the one who went out last night, was he?" Colin grinned.

"What're you talking about Colin?" Chris asked surprised.

"Oh c'mon Chris, me and Ginny both knew you were out last night and Ron also fell from the stairs last night, with beating brushes on his body." Colin said sheepishly. "Coincidence? I think no."

"He was talking rubbish." Chris said throwing her hands in irritation. "I was angry. I didn't plan to do that."

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Colin laughed.

"Does Ginny knows?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, she guessed it before me." Colin replied. "But she's not that much angry; also she doesn't blame you. She guessed Ron must've done something. But you know he is still her brother."

"Got it. I'll apologize to her." Chris said seriously as they reached the Entrance Hall.

"No need." A voice said.

Chris saw Ginny was standing at the double doors of Great Hall.

"No need for that." She repeated. "He gave a cold thanks after Harry went with him to the Hospital wing. He's an jealous idiot. I'm sure he had done something stupid with you, due to his jealousy?"

"Yeah." Chris answered.

"Then he deserved that beating." Ginny said angrily. "I tried to talk to him but he just shrugged. Also don't tell this to Harry and Hermione; it's between us."

Chris grinned.

Ginny rolled her eyes.

"I hate to admit it but but some people needs this kind of therapy." Ginny said and the three of them walked inside the Great Hall.