A Bad Day Will (Someday) be a Good Story

Walking toward the library to study for transfiguration class, Ginny Weasley spotted a familiar figure and grinned. A little way down the hall was her boyfriend. Pleasure unfurled inside of her. Ginny hadn't seen him for more than a few minutes at a time since the quidditch game a couple of days ago. She knew for a fact he had no classes right now and while she really should be prepping for her upcoming exam, she'd be happy to slack off for an hour or so if it meant they could spend some time together alone.

"Michael! Michael!" Ginny shouted, waving an arm to catch his attention.

He glanced her way and then, surprisingly, turned completely away. Blinking a couple of times to make sure she hadn't imagined things, Ginny called once more, "Michael?"

Instead of stopping at his name, he began to hurry away to who knew where. Irritation ignited inside of her. Hitching her satchel higher on her shoulder, she roared, "Michael Corner!" and began to hurry after him.

While he kept his steady, clipped pace, Ginny managed to catch up. Between gulps of air, she snapped, "Michael! Why'd you ignore me like that?"

He looked to her once. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Ginny puffed out her cheeks. She knew he was playing dumb. "That's great, Michael, treat me like I'm a dunderhead. I saw you look at me before you started to walk away!"

Stuffing his hands into his slacks, he tucked his chin close to his chest and grumbled, "Whatever."

Over his piss-poor attitude, Ginny grabbed Michael's arm and forced him to face her. Momentarily satisfied now that his glower was on her, she placed her hands on her hip and narrowed her eyes. "What's wrong?"

Michael's dark eyes turned even darker. "What's wrong?" he snarled. "I think we both know what's wrong! My girlfriend beat me at quidditch! That's not supposed to happen!"

She blinked. Confusion quickly replacing her anger. "Huh?" she said. "You're upset about that?"

"Yes!"

Ginny honestly wasn't following. Sure, Gryffindor's quidditch team had beat Ravenclaw's, but she hadn't specifically outdone Michael. Michael wasn't Ravenclaw's seeker! Even then, why would he be so worked up about it? Everyone lost once in a while. Scrunching her nose, Ginny asked, "What's there to be upset about? Everyone loses now and then."

"You're my girlfriend! You shouldn't have beat me! You made me look bad!" Michael argued.

She gaped at him for a moment, then, righteous rage began to flood through her so fast she began to shake. "I made you look bad?" she hissed. "I think you better rethink that, Michael, and apologize right now!"

He crossed his arms. "No!" he said. "You did! You shouldn't be upstaging me and my team like that as my girlfriend! That's wrong!"

"It's not wrong! You're wrong for wanting me to hold back for your stupid ego!"

Michael narrowed his eyes. "My ego? It has nothing to with that! Girlfriends are supposed to support their boyfriends, not beat them so they're the laughingstock of their team!"

Ginny couldn't resist the urge any longer. She shoved Michael and yelled, "You're a real prat! Merlin! I can't believe I haven't noticed this until now!"

"Well, you're a cunt!" he snapped. "Frigid and shrill too!"

She balled her hands into fists. "Am not!" Reaching for her wand, Ginny told him, "If you don't take it back right now, you're going to regret it, Corner."

He jutted his chin out and sneered. "Yeah? Well, Anteoculatia!" he shouted.

Ginny let loose a high-pitched shriek as she barely managed to get out of the path of his hex. Now sprawled out on Hogwart's stone floor, she didn't bother to even blow her hair out of her face before she pointed her wand at Michael. "Densaugeo!"

Unlike her, Michael did not get out of the spell's path in time. He shouted as it clipped his shoulder. Falling to his knees, he groaned as his teeth began to elongate at an alarming rate. Getting up as Michael attempted to speak the counter correctly around his now too-long teeth, Ginny said, "We're done, Corner. I don't want to see you anywhere near me at all for the next month or two."

He could only glare at her and make small, angry huffing noises. She was sure he was thinking of a million and one curse he wanted to use on her right now. Some of them might not even be legal, she noted. His voracious Ravenclaw mind often caused him to delve into books full of less than light subjects. Honestly, Ginny had never thought much of that. Not until now, anyway.

She was glad she'd managed to dodge his hex.

Finished with her assessment, Ginny spun on her heel and began to walk away. After a few moments, she faltered ever so slightly. As much as she hated Michael, Ginny couldn't in good conscience just leave him there to get stuck to the floor because of his growing teeth. Looking over her shoulder at her ex-boyfriend, she told him, "I'd go see Madam Pomfrey if I were you. Soon your teeth will be so long and heavy you won't be able to even walk anymore."

Angrily, Michael staggered to his feet. He glared at her some more before he began to shamble off in the direction of the infirmary. Finally feeling safe once more, she reholstering her wand. Ginny then scurried off into a lesser corridor away from the main traffic of Hogwarts. Walking down the curvy hall for a while, she found a suit of armor to hide behind and sat down. Bringing her knees close to her chest, she pressed her face into their bony edges and did her damnedest not to cry.

An arse like Michael Corner didn't deserve her tears. But it hurt. Someone she thought she loved completely, and thought loved her back the same, really hadn't. He'd only loved her as long as he could believe he was superior, and would only love her once again if she apologized for being better than he was at something. Knees now slick and hot with her tears, Ginny didn't bother to muffle her sob.

Bugger love, she thought, if it was going to always come with conditionals like it did with Michael.

Hey there, how'd you all enjoy this little bit of heartbreak? Your thoughts on Ginny in this?

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