Author: CatAndCanine
Title: If they were all somewhat insane
Rating:PG-13
Ginny Weasley cackled evilly as she shot spell after spell at the unsuspecting Dursley's who had now giving up at screaming threats (Which weren't really been taken seriously anyway since they were tied to a burning stake after all) and were now sobbing and pleading pitilessly to their nephew who happened to be a wizard.
Said nephew was gazing at the cackling redhead with something akin to morbid horror (if there is such a thing) but made no move to help the Dursley's because even though he was the boy-who-lived, the noble Golden boy of Gryffindor they had locked him in a cupboard for ten years of his young life and insisted
But after several long moments of wrestling with his damn conscience (Why? Why? Why? Did he have to have one?) eventually the littlest Potter (In the words of Bellatrix Lestrange) with much reluctance ordered the Pyromaniac to stop.
Ginny paused in her fiery crusade to look at Harry in a bewildered manner, a pout already forming on her ruby lips. "But-but, the flames are so, priiiiiiiiiiity."