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"I hate pumpkin juice," whined Ginny, as Ron drank his first sip at breakfast. "why can't we something like muggle water, at least that doesn't have a taste," she said, referring to what muggles drink as often as they drink pumpkin juice.

"I don't get you, Ginny, pumpkin juice is delicious! You must be the only one in the school who hates it," said Harry as he gulped down another sip. Ginny was about to be sick and excused herself from the table. But Harry was wrong. She wasn't the only one in the school who hated pumpkin juice. At the Slytherin table, someone else was just as sick, as he watched Goyle drink his cup.

"I hate pumpkin juice," whined Draco Malfoy. He was abut to puke when Goyle burped after his last sip.

"Can I have that," asked Goyle, pointing to his cup. Malfoy nodded in disgust, and excused himself from the table.

Ginny bumped into Malfoy as she ran to the bathroom with her hand over her mouth, ready to puke. She saw he was in the same position. Malfoy pushed right pass her, worried that he will throw up if he tries to bully her. They both continued running to the bathroom and threw up in the sink.

But they weren't the only ones in the school who hate pumpkin juice. Back in the front, the teacher's table sat Severus Snape. "I despise pumpkin juice," he said in mean, cold voice.

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Ginny was on her way to Potions. She gasped in shock as she read a piece of parchment on his door.

'Do you want to protest against pumpkin juice? See me in my office, Saturday, after dinner.'

"Yes!" she said. She can finally have a pumpkin juice-free dinner, if she succeeds in convincing the headmaster by protesting against them.

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A few hours later, Malfoy was on his way to potions when he saw the sign.

"Yes!" he said, with a big smile.

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It was Saturday, after dinner. Ginny ran to Snape's room. She saw Malfoy walking to his room as well.

"What are you doing here Weasley?" he said in a harsh tone, "Shouldn't you be with the golden trio?"

"Out of my way Malfoy," she said and continued walking to Snape's office. His eyes widened as he saw her enter his office. He went inside behind her.

"Yes," said the cold voice of Professor Snape.

"I'm here to join the protest," said Ginny, looking back to see that Malfoy was following her.

Great, he thought. I have to protest with a Weasley.

"Very well, and you Mr. Malfoy?"

"Same reason," he replied, looking her way. She widened her eyes. Great, she thought. I have to protest with a Malfoy.

The two waited for about an hour, sitting as far away from each other as possible.

"It seems as if you two are the only ones here," said Snape, not taking his eyes off the door. "If you despise pumpkin juice the way I do, you wouldn't let the number of members in this protest stop you," he took his eyes off the door and glanced at his members. He saw that they both nodded in agreement. He took out two signs from under his desk both saying: We Hate Pumpkin Juice. "Hold these up tomorrow during breakfast. Shout, yell, do whatever it takes to convince the headmaster." He gave them each a sign. "Now leave."

They both left. "You hate pumpkin juice too, ey?" Ginny asked Malfoy.

"Hate? I don't hate pumpkin juice, I despise it, it tastes like sh…"

"Don't you dare!" she scolded.

"What's wrong Weasley, afraid of a little swear word?" he said as he headed to his dormitory. She rolled her eyes, and headed to her own dormitory.


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