Ginny couldn't understand how he could do this to her. It's been an hour, but she still had everything burned vividly into her brain. It was sick that he would do it at all, but to her of all people. Ginny quickly shut off all thoughts her brain was sending out. She was sore and disoriented and her throat hurt and she was sure her eyes were still puffy from crying.

As she walked back towards the Gryffindor dorms, she saw him coming down the hallway towards her. She quickly ducked her head, not able to meet his eyes, scared of seeing him again.

He spotted her anyway. "Hey little sister!!! How's it going?"

Ginny found the strength to look up at him, staring him coldly in the eye. "You sick bastard." Her voice was low and raspy, seeing as her throat was still dry from screaming.

His eyes narrowed. "Ginny? What's wrong?" He reached out to touch her shoulder, trying to be comforting.

Ginny visibly flinched. "Stay AWAY from me!!!" She screamed. The hallway's were nearly deserted. The twin's face read hurt and confusion and worry for Ginny. It was then that Ginny realized this was the wrong twin. This was George. "Oh, George." Ginny broke into sobs again. She felt George's arms circle her shoulders, stroke her hair.

When she finally stopped crying, George detached Ginny from him, and looked into her eyes. "Ginny, what happened? Did someone hurt you?" His voice was calm and comforting to Ginny's ears.

"I didn't want to, I really didn't!" Ginny starts to cry again. "It wasn't my fault, he hurt me! I told him no, I told him to stop but he didn't listen. He didn't care."