"I can't stay here any longer," I vented for the umpteenth time. "I'm in here hiding while my family, my friends, everyone I love is out there fighting." I started pacing, my red hair swishing wildly when I turned to walk the other direction. "That's it! I'm going out there!" I announced heading towards the exit.
"Ginny," a dreamy voice called, "resist the nargles!" I ignored my friend Luna and rushed into battle.
Fred and George were fighting two masked Death Eaters. "Having fun, George?"
"Of course, Fred," George replied firing a spell at the Death Eater closest to him. The bad guy dropped to the ground, and after a stunning spell from Fred, his friend joined him on the castle floor.
The twins grinned at each other and turned towards me. "Ginny!" Fred yelled, while George said, "you should have stayed out of the battle."
"I couldn't, especially, not with all of you on the front lines." Fred and George shook their heads knowingly.
"Be careful," George called while he ran looking for anyone who needed help.
"We love you," Fred said catching up with his look-a-like.
I smiled after them, and began the descent towards the Great Hall. A screaming filled my ears, and I rushed towards the sound. My small frame crashed into a solid barrier. I fell backwards onto my butt and realized the blockade was a burly Death Eater. He had been Crucio-ing someone, but my interruption made him lose his concentration. "Why you!" He snarled at me, turning away from his victim. I pulled out my wand and sent a spell his way. With amazing agility, he sidestepped the spell, "Petrificus Totalus." I fell to the ground stiff as a board. "Now, to have a little fun," he said nastily. "Crucio!"
Instant pain spread throughout my body, white hot searing pain. I felt the need to scream, to cry, to do something that might stop the pain, but I couldn't move. I couldn't even blink.
A sickening smile spread across the Death Eater's face, "Oh, did you want to say something?" He lifted the charm and a yell of pain escaped my lips. "Music to my ears," the man laughed horribly. He lifted the curse, and I said some words that would have made my mother wash my mouth out with soap. "What a dirty, dirty mouth you have! What would your mother say? Crucio!" Screams ripped out of my throat, and after what seemed like hours, he lifted the spell again, "still conscious down there?" I whimpered, "Good, I wouldn't want you leaving the party early."
I heard a quiet muttering, and I faced the Death Eater's previous victim. I stared at the familiar face and slowly my mind reminded me it was Cho Chang. She was in Ravenclaw and had dated Harry. My thoughts paused for a second and I felt my self losing awareness. No, I needed to focus. I focused on my previous thought pattern: Cho, Ravenclaw, and Harry. He's the Boy-Who-Lived; the Boy who defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. No, not He-Who-Must-Be-Named, Voldemort. Harry beat Voldemort. Harry's the love of my life. "Harry…"
"I knew I had seen you somewhere before. You're Harry the Boy-Who-Just-Will-Not-Die Potter's main squeeze."
I needed to come up with a plan if I was ever going to get Cho and me out of here. "Main squeeze, isn't that a little outdated?" I asked condescendingly. Maybe, insulting him wasn't the best idea, but it was all I could come up with off the top of my head. "And, yes, I'm Harry Potter's main squeeze."
"Don't talk to me like that, girl." The Death Eater hauled me up to my feet and slapped me across the face.
"What, did you get tired of hiding behind your wand?" I looked down at Cho. She was shifting and I could tell she was regaining consciousness. I needed to keep his attention on me. "In case you didn't get the memo, my name is Ginny." I said to him as though I was talking to a three-year-old. Cho was now on her hands and knees.
The Death Eater smacked me again and I fell to the ground. It took all the strength I had to look up at my attacker, and for good measure, I spat at him.
"Insolent, girl, you'll pay for that!" He pointed his wand at me, and I noticed Cho standing up. She grabbed her wand and faced the man in the black robes. "Avada Kedavra," I saw a green light. "Stupefy," a feminine voice yell, and I felt two sets of magic hit my body. "No, Ginny!" I heard Cho say and everything went black.
I'm cold, I'm laying on something hard, and I fill like I have been hit by a bus. Groggily, I opened my eyes. Everything was a disaster: walls were crumbled down, fabric was ripped and laying in strips, and… a tied up man was propped up against a still intact wall. What happened? I slowly got up and let my feet take me where they wanted.
I ended up facing a humongous door. Voices were coming from inside the closed room, so I walked in, and suddenly, the noise stopped. Everyone turned and looked at me. Within seconds, I was caught up in a group hug.
"Why did you join the fight?" An older man asked. His red hair was slightly balding.
"Ginny, I'm so glad your okay." A younger red-headed man told me.
"We thought we had lost you, like we lost…" An older woman started tearfully.
"Fred," a tall, gangly, red-headed young man finished in a monotone voice.
"Fred?" I questioned. All of the red-heads, except for the last one who spoke, stepped back and looked at me sadly. "What happened?" None of them answered.
I was wrapped into another hug; this time by a bushy-haired brunette, "Oh, Ginny!" She let me go and pushed me towards a black-haired boy.
"Ginny." The young man pulled me closer to his chest and kissed me soundly on the lips.
"What the bloody hell?" I screamed, wrenching myself from the black-haired young man's embrace, and I slapped him. "What do you think your doing? Who said you could kiss me?" I looked around and noticed the people in the room were staring at me, "What's going on? What happened?" Frustration was evident in my voice.
"Ginny?" he asked confused.
I felt like ripping out my hair, "Who are you and why do you keep calling me Ginny?!"