What Really Happens At Hogwarts
Ginny Weasley walked down the long, empty corridor of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was late evening and she was walking back to the Gryffindor common room from the great hall. She had left during the middle of dinner after getting tired of watching Harry drool over Cho Chan.
The sun was setting behind the huge, majestic windows of the castle, and it was starting to get chilly. Ginny tightened her books against her chest and walked along faster, shiny red hair bouncing along with every step. As she was about to turn the corner she heard a noise coming from the classroom on her left. In a snap decision she placed her books down on the floor and pressed her ear against the solid wooden door. Inside the classroom there were two people talking. One voice was a cold, strong, voice. A voice who's owner probably held some sort of authority over the other person in the room. When the second voice spoke, Ginny immediately recognized it as Draco Malfoy.
Without warning, The door swung open leaving Ginny kneeling on the ground. When she looked up, she found herself staring at the face of Draco's father.
"Well, looks like we have ourselves an eavesdropper Draco," Lucious sneered.
" Who is it?," Draco asked as he stepped out from the shadows of the the far end of the classroom.
Lucious was silent as his son walked over to the doorway. The two Malfoys looked down at Ginny, who was to stunned and nervous to speak.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?," asked the older man. Ginny was unfrozen from her state of panic and replied that she was sorry, it was a mistake, and a bunch of other excuses that neither of the males wanted to hear, or even cared about.
" Actually Ginny, you have perfect timing," Lucious continued before the young girl had time to question him. "You see, I was just trying to explain to my son how to sexually pleasure a woman. Ginerva, I think you will make for a perfect example."