Disclaimer: I own nothing, J.K. Rowling does... darn it!

A/N: This is the first chapter of my first ever fanfic so if you could please review and give me advice I would really appreciate! Sorry that this chapter is so short, the next chapters are longer. I recently re-read this and have decided to go back and revise it so that it can fit my writing style and taste better. I don't plan to make any big changes in the plot or story, I just want to make it a little more in character(even though I realize that for the most part this is completely out of character for most of the characters). Read and Review please!

Chapter 1

"Bugger off Ron," Ginny said slightly agitated with her brother, "You can't tell me what I am or am not allowed to wear!"

"Yes I can!" he practically shouted. "And I'm telling you, that you're not leaving this common room wearing that... that..." he said waving his finger in her direction.

"Outfit?" she asked, rolling her eyes at her obtuse brother. Harry and Hermione were looking on, helpless to stop the storm that was brewing between the two Weasley siblings.

"Yea, you look like a... like a... like a slag in it!" he finished triumphantly his face a vivid shade of red from yelling. Harry and Hermione both winced at what they knew would come next. Ginny screeched, picked up the closest object (which happened to be a quite heavy textbook Hermione had been studying the night before) and threw it at Ron's head. Ron realized he had said the wrong thing and ducked just in time as the Arithmancy tome flew past his head and collided with the wall behind him.

"Oi, watch it you little buggers!" came the cry from the portrait Ginny had narrowly missed, but no one paid the portrait any mind; they were watching as Ron dodged another flying book, this one being Hermione's tome for Muggle Studies.

"STAY..." she yelled as she threw another book.

"OUT..." he ducked as the candle holder flew by.

"OF..." then came the candle.

"MY..." She grabbed one of his shoes, which he had left on the floor and threw it as hard as she could at him.

"LIFE!" The other shoe followed shortly after.

There was nothing else in reach that she could lift, let alone throw, so she just stood there panting loudly, hair strewn across her face. Ron decided his younger sister had gone completely mad and scurried out the portrait hole before she had the chance to use him as more target practice. Harry looked at Ginny then Hermione and shrugged apologetically at them before he followed Ron out.

Hermione, who had no idea what started the fight let alone why Ginny had overreacted the way she did, walked over to Ginny and hugged her. When Ginny had calmed (what Hermione hoped was) sufficiently. She asked her what was wrong.

"Other than my git of a brother?" Ginny asked sarcastically punching the cushions for effect.

"I know it's hard, and you might not believe this sometimes but Ron loves yo..." Hermione started, going into peacemaker mode.

"Dean broke up with me." Ginny interrupted sullenly.

"Oh Gin, I'm so sorry. Why did he do that?" Hermione looked at Ginny, brow furrowed with pity.

"I believe his exact words were something like 'Sorry Gin, you know I like you and all, but I can't deal with your brother. He's crazy.' Nice huh? My first boyfriend, and Ron ruins it for me all because he's an over-protective arse. " At that Ginny started to cry and Hermione gathered her into her arms making soothing noises and petting her hair like her mother used to do when she was upset.

"Well I think Dean's an arsehole too, what kind of bloody coward dumps a girl because her older brother scared him off?" Hermione asked, trying to make Ginny feel better. Ginny just sobbed louder.

"Who cares? He did dump me and it was because of my brother!" Ginny managed to squeeze out between sobs.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It happened right after lunch, he talked to me right outside the Main Hall."

"I'm so sorry!"

"Am I not pretty enough?" She asked as she began to wail again.

"No, you're gorgeous and funny and smart and one hell of a Quidditch player. Any guy would be lucky to have you!"

"Obviously Dean didn't think so!" Ginny sniffled through the handkerchief Hermione had handed her.

"I have an idea! How about we make Dean Thomas regret the day he dumped you, and at the same time piss your brother off to no end?" Hermione proposed with a slightly sinister twinkle in her eye. Hermione knew Ron would kill her for this suggestion, but her priority at that point was Ginny, and she definitely needed to be distracted.

Ginny sniffled but looked interested. "How are we supposed to do that?" She asked.

As Hermione laid out her plan to make Dean jealous, Ginny slowly stopped sniffling. A smile growing deviously on her face. She was going to like getting revenge.