"Well Ron, the last time a fucking Weasley hit me, ended up a permanent resident of the Janus Thickey Ward at St. Mungo's. Too bad I'm in a rather forgiving mood today. It'll just be information that I take today. Your soul would be taken later. Make no mistake, I'll make sure the Weasley name becomes extinct for this generation and the ones to come." spoke Hermione with a sneer worthy of the Slytherin Head of house which turned to a malicious grin as she finished her threats.