"Ptooey..." Su Er spat out the scraps of cloth in his mouth and wiped his paw against Ron beside him in disgust. There were a few strands of hair and some greasy mousse on it.
Hermione put away her wand and straightened her clothes.
"I don't need anyone to stand up for me, Mr. Malfoy." She looked at Draco Malfoy, who sat slumped on the floor, his hair disheveled and his robes pulled open to reveal the pink clothing underneath.
"I can do it myself."
Pansy, who had originally been beside Draco, did not dare move with Hannah's wand pointed at her. She could only stare blankly as a badger beat up her Prince Charming.
"Oh, now this is a rare sight," Ron said too. "I really regret not borrowing a camera from Colin to take a picture of you right now. It would certainly be interesting if your father could see this."
"The great young master Malfoy actually likes wearing pink sweaters." Ron gave the pink beneath his wizard robes an odd look. "And he can't even beat a pet. Ha."
Malfoy looked up at Ron furiously. He had noticed that Ron had ambushed him with Petrificus Totalus just now. Otherwise, how could he possibly have lost to an animal?
Yes, as someone on Hermione's side, how could Ron turn a blind eye to the dispute? He was no longer the useless little nobody he had been in his first year. The moment Su Er attacked Malfoy in badger form, Ron had secretly cast a spell on Malfoy.
Mind you, this was not a hero rescuing a damsel in distress.
"Let's go, Hannah, Ron." Hermione turned briskly. "The air here makes me feel a little sick."
"Have a pleasant life, Mr. Malfoy."
"Ha!" Hannah laughed, but she did not