It's Not Like You're In Love With Me!

Chapter 7: Never Mess With Gwyneth Wyvernewt

Author's Note: This chapter was originally three chapters, but if I did it in three it would be much to short.


"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry and Ron knocked on the door of his office.

In a second, they saw Dumbledore himself opening the door. "Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, enter."

He sat down at his desk. "What seems to be the problem?"

"It's my sister, sir." Ron began. "She's not herself. She's been…odd lately."

"Really?" Dumbledore asked, "How so?"

"She's…well…been…rude." Harry stared at Ron. "Rude" was an understatement.

"What exactly has she been doing?"

When Ron failed to answer, Harry stepped in. "She's been mean to Ron and I, for instance when she both insulted us. She put the full body bind on him when he threatened to put Ginny in detention, and she's been hanging around a Slytherin called Gwyneth Wyvernewt."

Dumbledore's face turned to one of seriousness. "Gwyneth Wyvernewt?"

"Yes, sir." They replied.

He seemed to be thinking for a second, and then he asked, "What do you know of Gwyneth Wyvernewt?"

"Only that she's in sixth year." Ron said.

"And she had a weird bracelet on." Harry described it.

For a fleeting second, Harry thought he saw recognition in Dumbledore's eyes, but then it faded.

"So what are we going to do?" Ron asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that girl did something to my sister!"

"Mr. Weasley we cannot assume things until we have proof!" Dumbledore said. Harry and Ron remained silent. Dumbledore paused and said, "But, you many want to watch Miss Wyvernewt until we have further information."

"You suspect her too." Harry accused.

"I do not believe any student in this school would purposely harm another."

He's never seen Malfoy in action. Harry thought bitterly.

"But…keep an eye on her."

"Yes professor." Harry and Ron left his office.

Once they were gone, Dumbledore went over to his pensieve. "So it isn't you Tom." He prodded the contents. An image of a heavyweight blond girl in pigtails rose from the basin. "But, it's worse than I would assume."


In the library, Harry and Ron stared at Gwyeneth from behind a bookcase. She was innocently studying. Or as innocent as one could be when they were reading from a book labeled Potent Curses of the Druids, Celts, and Saxons. "Wow, the girl takes being evil seriously." Ron said, watching her.

While she was reading, she would chuckle, as if in on some private joke. Once she muttered to herself, "When was this made?" She looked at the copyright date. "I see. Stupid author."

"She must know more dark arts than Snape." Harry whispered.

"Then I definitely don't want to get on her bad side."

"Considering what we're about to do, I think we'll be on her bad side."

"Then we have to show her not to mess with us."

Harry and Ron walked up to her table. "What do you want?" She asked.

"We just wanted to talk." Ron said casually, hiding his hatred within.

"Fine. Talk." She put her book down.

"So," He said. "Are you and Ginny best mates now?"

"Ginny's a good friend, despite her relations." She pointed this insult at Ron. "And I know she doesn't appreciate her brother poking in on her business."

"He does this to all her friends." Harry said. That at least, was half true. Ron did talk to her friends, but he never interrogated them.

"Yes, why are you friends with her?" He asked. Harry wished he could have told him that it was always a bad question to ask the interrogated, he had learned this from all Dudley's mystery shows.

As Harry expected, Gwyneth gave a so-so answer. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe your sister could make friend not necessarily in your approval, Mister Control Freak?"

Ron started in, "Listen you—!"

Harry stopped him. "He's just looking out for his sister."

Gwyneth picked up her book. "Well, looking out or not, tell your friend that he'll stay away from Ginny, if he knows what good for him." She walked away.


"She did it." Ron said as they left the library. "She's done something to Ginny."

"I know that, but we still can't prove it." Harry pointed out.

"Who cares about proof? The point is we know she did it!"

"Tell Hermione, you reckon?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I was just going to go see her actually…" They continued talking as they walked away.

Gwyneth Wyvernewt poked her head from behind the library door, and grinned. So, they did suspect her! She had thought so, seeing as how the overprotective one acted. And now they had provided more information, Hermione Granger was in the castle. Gwyneth had assumed that Dumbledore had hidden her someplace else, but he had made the ultimate blunder. There was no fancy spells or anything else protecting her.

Gwyneth looked back at her book and smirked. They will know. Oh yes, they will know what happens when you mess with Gwyneth Wyvernewt!


"Ginny, could we talk?" Gwyneth asked innocently, pulling Ginny into a spare classroom.

"What about?" Ginny said, sitting down in a chair.

"Oh, I just wanted to know some things…How are you?...How's everything been lately?…Where's Hermione Granger!" She demanded.

"What?"

"Answer the question!" Gwyneth bellowed.

Ginny smirked. "Which one?"

"Don't get smart with me!" She raised her wand. "WHERE'S HERMIONE!" She put force behind her question.

The magical suggestion made Ginny want to answer right away. "She's—" She stopped herself. What am I doing? No!

"ANSWER!" She put more force behind it.

Ginny wanted to open her mouth, to tell, but she couldn't. She bit her lip while the pain surged through her. I won't tell…I won't tell!

Gwyneth had enough. Ginny obviously found a way through the spell. Not for long though. "IMPERIO!" She screeched.

The spell knocked Ginny to the floor. A voice in her mind yelled, TELL! TELL!

I won't! Ginny resisted, using all her strength. I won't tell!

"IMPERIO! IM PERIO! IMPERIO!" Gwyneth yelled.

TELL! TELL! TELL!

No…no…

"NO!" Ginny yelled, throwing off the curse.

She looked at Gwyneth. Gwyneth gave an evil smile. She said lightly, "Crucio."

Ginny screamed. It was pain beyond all pain she had ever felt. She knew why Harry shuddered whenever it was mentioned. She wouldn't last…she would die…she would never see Harry again…

And then it was over. Ginny lay panting on the floor. She heard Gwyneth say, "IMPERIO!"

Ginny heard the voice, but now it was less commanding, more sweet and seductive. Tell now, and you will live a pleasant life…

No…

You will live…live a long life with beloved Harry…

No…mustn't…tell…

If you don't, Harry will die…

That voice was harsh, commanding. It told the truth. No…Harry… But Ginny didn't realize her mouth was open, and she was talking. "Ron's head boy dormitory." Then she clapped a hand over her mouth. She had told without meaning to!

Gwyneth smiled. "Thank you. You are a wonderful friend Ginny. I knew I could depend on you!"

"Depend on this, bitch!" Ginny's hand flew for her wand.

But Gwyneth was quicker. "Accio wand." It flew into Gwyneth's hand. "None of that now. After all, we are friends, aren't we?" Gwyneth snapped the wand in half and threw the pieces in Ginny's face. "The mudblood will die, and she will owe it all to you!"

"So what are you going to do, kill me? You better get it over with before I really get angry."

"No. Why should I kill you, when it will save time energy just to do this! Imperio!"

Ginny tried to fight, but the voice said, Remember what I said about Harry…and Ginny obeyed.

"Good. Glad to see you know when you are beaten."

You'll pay for this someday, bitch! Ginny thought viciously.

I heard that. You need to learn to wash out your mouth! She yelled, "Scorgify!" and bubbles came out of Ginny's mouth.

"Now, here's my instructions, take this bag, and go up to your common room during dinner. Make sure it is empty. Then open the bag. You will know what to do."

Ginny had no choice but to take the bag, and go to back to her common room.

Gwyneth grinned evilly. That took care of one problem. Now for the rest of the plan…She grabbed her invisibility cloak. If she did this right, the rest would be a piece of cake.


Ginny looked around the empty common room. There was no one. She did not want to open the bag, but a force weighed on her and pushed her down until she opened it. She looked at the item inside. Oh, no!

Take it, you know what to do.

No…you can't make me do this!

Crucio.

Ginny felt pain, but it did not make her scream. It lasted a second.

Take it.

N-no… But she found her hand reaching for it. Her fingers closed around the metal handle. It was a gun.

You know what to do.

I won't…

Beloved Harry…imagine him dying…

An image formed in Ginny's mind, one of Harry screaming for her help. Before she knew it, the gun was heading for her forehead, and she closed her eyes. This is for you, Harry…

Ron opened the portrait hole just in time; he saw the gun pointed toward her head. "GINNY!" He screamed just as Harry yelled, "ACCIO GUN!" The gun flew into Harry's hand.

Ron ran up and grabbed her. "OH MY GOD! GINNY, WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO!"

"None of your business." No, help! She's got me under the Imperius Curse!

"Ginny, you just had a gun pointed at your head. What is going on? What did she do to you?"

"Nothing! Get out of my damn life!" But then with that proclamation to her brother, she broke free again. She did not feel Gwyneth watching her anymore. She could speak!

"Help…Gwyneth…she's got me under the Imperius—" The voice came back. DON'T TELL HIM! She felt pain in her, but she was able to handle it with the knowledge that she had gotten through.

Ron and Harry exchanged glances. "Imperius Curse? Why didn't we guess!" Ron said.

Harry pointed his wand at her. "This might sting a bit, but you'll be free. Imperio!"

With another spell put on her, the two curses fought back and forth. Ginny felt a massive headache as both spells cancelled each other out. I'M NOT THROUGH WITH YOU YET! Gwyneth said before she lost contact. When Ginny came to, she was on the floor. "You all right?" Ron asked, helping her up.

"'Sting a bit' my ass." She said.

"Well, it worked." Harry pointed out.

"Ginny, tell us everything." Ron asked.

Ginny gave a quick summery. "I met her at the singles table at the dance. She put the curse on me that night. She's been making me act funny. But I learned how to fight it. I tried to tell you before but I couldn't get the words out. Today, she brought me in and asked me—"

She stopped. "What?" Ron asked.

"HERMIONE!" Ginny raced up the stairs, only to be hit with an invisible barrier. "NO!" She screamed, beating the barrier with her fists.


Hermione at the moment was unharmed. She was sitting in the middle of the room, reading Recent Articles of Mysterious Wizarding Occurrences. That bracelet Gwyneth was wearing seemed familiar, but she checked this just to be sure. She was eating Twizzlers that had been sent from home. She flicked through the pages, and she stopped when she found something. She took a bite of the twizzler and read the page.

After a minute she said, "This is it. I knew that bracelet had to do with something!" She ripped out the page and reread it. "Gwyneth Wyvernewt, you're going down."

At that moment, Hermione felt something heavy strike the back of her head. Damn it! Why did I keep the window open!? She thought, as she lost consciousness.


"Out of the way!" Harry shouted. "Giantis Reducto!" The Super Reductor Curse seemed to work, unlike everything else they tried. There was a blast of white light.

Ron put his hand out. "It's gone, come on!"

They all ran upstairs to the portrait. "Ron Weasley is the world's best keeper!" Ron said, rather fast. They ran inside. They saw someone rush out to the balcony. Ron ran after, but not fast enough. They kicked off.

In the air, they saw it was Gwyneth Wyvernewt. Hermione, unconscious, was on the back of the broom. "Never mess with Gwyneth Wyvernewt!" She yelled to them, and laughed. She lifted up and invisibility cloak, and put it around her and the broom. And she—and Hermione—vanished.


Author's Note: Cliffhanger! And again, I like Twizzlers.