Unexpectedly she pushed her onto the bed, the other girl's eyes flared with confusion and indignation. Struggling against the soft surface, she pushed against it in a vain attempt to lift herself up and run to the door, but the red head anticipated this move and grabbed her wrists. Although she was younger than the girl she held, her superiority in strength was astounding as her captive struggled to escape her.
"Look you can't tell them, you don't understand, they won't understand. I never meant to okay. It was a mistake, I couldn't help it. He tricked me. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me!" Ginny choked as she kept the girl's fragile arms in her iron grip. Hermione tossed and kicked, avoiding the red head's eyes, and scowling at her numerous attempts at apologising and constructing excuses for her disgraceful actions. The very thought of what her former confidant had done made her feel sick. Her head felt as if someone had just repeatedly smashed it against the cold marble floor, tears pricked her eyeballs, and her heart felt heavy. With a sudden burst of energy from an unknown source, she pulled her arm free and grabbed the girl's coarse red curls, pulling as hard as possible. Hermione pushed her body weight against the taller girl and succeeded in bringing her to the floor. Within seconds the Ginny had freed herself and gripped the other girls white shirt, ripping a button or two, pulling her underneath her, both of her hands around her dear friend's long neck, whose hands were still gripping on her locks. They wrestled each other till Hermione let go of the girl's hair who imidiately stopped her attack, untangled herself and stood up, seating herself on the black duvet. Her opponent followed her, and both girls sat staring at the ornaments around the brightly lit room, so illuminated by numerous candles that all thoughts of the velvet night outside the curtained window were banished from their young minds.
Sighing, Hermione sternly turned towards her.
"I have to tell them. I have no choice, maybe you don't understand the consequences of what you have done;" Ginny snorted at her words. She said them so callously, so uncharacteristically.
"You have betrayed us all, and I, I cannot keep this secret, it will tear me apart, it is tearing me apart, why can't you understand that…you ask that I keep this in confidence as I am your best friend, but you are nothing to me now."
Ginny gasped at Hermione's closing words, and held her head in her hands. Both girls sat in silence for what seemed hours as the cogs beneath the Ginny's scalp whirred at anextraordinary pace. She had to do something to stop her. She resolved within her mind that even though she loved this girl like a sister, she had to be stopped in some way, silenced in some way. What were her weaknesses? Ah, Ginny knew that Hermione had dabbled in sexual activities with females; she even confessed one night that she could find Ginny attractive, but they were like sisters so she would never actually think this. But she was nothing to her now right?
She would use her best skill, the art of seduction, to keep her ex-best-friend quiet.