A/N: Two updates in one weekend! Woo!
The part where Ginny is sitting at breakfast with Ron and Hermione is a scene I decided to put in while watching OOTP last weekend, because it fit in coincidentally well and I noticed that in the movie Ginny had nothing on her plate (gasp!)
I also just realized that Michael Corner is in fact, in Ravenclaw and in previous chapters I had him in the same common room as Ginny. Ignore that, from now on he's in Ravenclaw, he'll need to be for later trust me.
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Ginny's first week back was a disaster. She was tired all the time, and she was finding it hard to concentrate on her classes.
It was harder than Ginny thought it would be to make excuses at mealtimes. After a few days of doing this, her friends were demanding why she wasn't ever in the Great Hall, so she was forced to make regular appearances at meal times in order to keep her friends, as well as Fred and George satisfied.
Did she really think the people around her wouldn't find out?
Friday came as a relief because the week had been long and she was looking forward to spending the weekend curled up in the library reading more magazines.
At breakfast that morning, she sat next to Ron and Hermione, relieved that Harry wasn't there. Ginny soon wished she hasn't sat next to her brother, as it was nauseating to see him positively shoveling his food in his mouth.
"Do you EVER stop eating?" demanded Hermione
Ron paused. "I'm HUNGRY!" he said defensively.
Ginny shook her head. "Leave it to Ron." She thought, just as the owl post came swooping into the hall.
A parcel came for Ginny. To her embarrassment, it was a package of sweets from her mother. She quickly scooped it up and ran upstairs to her dormitory with it and was about to throw it away, when she decided against it and hid it underneath her bed, next to her cache of puking pastilles.
This would be her secret stash in case she couldn't stand fasting any longer, but didn't want to eat in front of anyone.
From there, she ran up to Divination five minutes early and took the extra time to sit down against the wall below the trap door on the ceiling. Running up all those stairs was a big mistake, as she was immediately winded.
Much too soon, the other divination students came up and they all headed into the stuffy, heavily perfumed room.
Ginny sat down on a cushion and to her dismay, was joined by Michael.
"Hey, Babe, what do you say we go find an empty janitor's closet tonight?"
Ginny was saved from answering by eccentric, bug-eyed Professor Trelawney, who had just come in.
"Welcome to your second year of the wonderful art of Divination, fourth years" she said dreamily.
"Today, we will be starting on crystal balls!"
A few girls beside Ginny gasped, excitedly, which really irritated her today for some reason. What a load of waffle, she thought, reminding herself of Ron.
"Now the art of ball-gazing is an intricate one, few of you will have the gift of visibility. Now divide into pairs, and tell each other what you see."
Ginny sat with Michael.
"What do you see?" she asked, not really caring about the answer.
"I don't know, oh-wait…what's this? I think it's a closet! One that WE could use!" Michael answered suggestively.
How much trouble will I get in for slapping him right now? Ginny thought.
" Haha, very funny Michael."
"Geez, what's up with you lately Ginny? Don't you want to?"
" Yeah, sure, whatever." She answered indifferently, as Trelawney was making her way to the different pairs.
"My Dear!" she said to Ginny, "Your aura is pulsing! Allow me to look into your ball!"
She gazed with a vacant expression into the ball, and her expression changed to horrified as she looked up at Ginny.
"My dear, you are ill. VERY ill. Have you not been well?"
Ginny tried to remain collected, but she was afraid that Professor Trelawney and Michael could hear her heart thumping.
"I-I've been fine Professor," she managed, wondering how the stupid glass ball could possibly know. She practically ran from that class as soon as it was over.
Ginny almost cried in relief by the time the last class, History of Magic got out. She had no excuse to skip dinner, so she entered the great hall with Michael.
"Crazy about Trelawney today, huh?" Michael asked casually.
"Yeah, a little too crazy" Ginny replied truthfully.
There was a big amount of food being served that night. Pork chops and gravy, steak, potatoes, vegetables smothered in sauce, and bread. Lots and lots of carb-tastic bread. Ginny was overwhelmed.
She picked at a pork chop without any gravy and cut around the fat, leaving barely any meat to actually eat. Then again, that was more or less her intention.
Michael was on his second plate, when he seemed to finally be full enough.
"Hey, what do you say we get out of here and find that closet?" he asked. He was obviously not giving up.
Ginny could think of things she'd rather do, but she was too anxious too refuse, she needed something to distract and possibly sooth her, and the smell of so much food was making her sick to her stomach.
They walked through the large doors into the entrance hall. Michael led her to the West Wing of school, where the Divination room was. This wing was the least inhabited by students and faculty, and Professor Trelawney was rarely seen out of her stuffy classroom. Ginny was to tired to even protest as he opened up a closet and pulled her in.
He pushed her gently against the wall, and cupped her face in his hands as he kissed her hard. His mouth tasted of his dinner, but Ginny minded less and less as her mind slipped into oblivion, free of all the worries that had been on her shoulders for over a month.
Michael's hand ran down from her race, over her breasts, and underneath her shirt. He felt the lace of her bra, which seemed to have gotten too big for her overnight.
Ginny slowly slid down the wall from a standing position so that she was slouched on the closet floor, against a mop and bucket, with Michael on top of her. With some shame, she stayed like that, enjoying the feeling of Michael's lips moving against hers, and imagined that she was kissing Harry at that moment.
"Harry's" hands paused at the button of her pants, as if asking permission to unbutton them, she had never let Michael feel down her pants before, but this was Harry right now and besides, the only excitement Ginny had felt lately was the feeling of throwing up into the toilet, so she decided to let him without thinking too much.
"Go on" she whispered.
He obliged more than willingly and quickly unzipped her pants and slid his hand down, about to go underneath her panties. There were footsteps just outside the door.
Panicking, he withdrew his hand and Ginny quickly rezipped her pants and stood up. Her heart was pounding as she pressed her ear against the door. There was definitely someone just outside the door, and Ginny prayed it wasn't Filch.
The footsteps were getting closer.
Please no. Please no.
There was a turn on the handle.
Fuck you, Michael, why did you make me do this?
Suddenly there was a loud cackling noise.
"FILTHY FILTHY FILCHY!" said a singsong voice.
Thank merlin for Peeves, Ginny thought.
There was a loud splat outside the door, the sound of Peeves chucking a dungbomb at Filch.
"I'LL BANISH YOU FROM THIS CASTLE IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! I'M OFF TO FIND THE BLOODY BARON! OH YOU'LL PAY YOU WILL!" roared Filch.
The footsteps went away. When it was quiet again, Ginny opened the door, relieved.
"Woah, wait! Where are you going?" demanded Michael
"Leaving." Replied Ginny shortly
"No, come on. Filch is gone, it's fine. Stay, please!" protested Micheal.
"No, I'm gonna go back to my common room" she said, as she stepped out of the closet and made her way down the hall.
Michael followed her complaining until they split in separate directions, to each of their common rooms. Ginny didn't look back, she ran up to her dormitory, closed the hangings, and reached underneath her bed and brought up the box of sweets her Mum had sent her.
She ate three of the pies that her mother had sent her in one sitting, savoring the flavor and the satisfaction it gave her tastebuds and her stomach. When her stomach was filled to it's capacity, she grabbed a puking pastille, little did they know she had these despite their concern about her weight, bless them, and took it to the bathroom.
She swallowed it quickly and emptied the unnecessary contents of her stomach into the toilet. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and jumped into bed and almost immediately fell asleep. All in a day's work.
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A/N: You may have noticed Ginny has been a little anti-social at times, this is because in an eating disorder, you tend to get so caught up in it that you stop caring about everything that you used to care about, this is more or less what is happening to Ginny at this point, I think.
REVIEW AS ALWAYS! DON'T BE A LAZY LUCY! (wtf? haha that was wierd, it's because there's this teacher at my school that everyone makes fun of and she's like "I don't mean to be a Grumpy Gus, I'm just a Sleepy Sue." lmao its so funny. )
