disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
A.N. finally we get to the Detention with Umbridge, I got most of it from the book and added some stuff, so, I hope I did good.
Chapter 7: Detention.
Breakfast in the Great Hall the next morning was not a pleasant event for Harry, by then the whole school had heard about his shouting match with Umbridge. People whispered all around him, as he sat with Ginny, trying to eat, but after a while he just pushed his plate away. Making Ginny frown at her boyfriend in concern. The funny thing was none of the whispers seem to care if he heard. No they seemed to be purposely whispering loud enough for him to hear.
"He claims he fought You-Know-Who."
"Says he's back"
"Potter is nothing but crazy."
"He's a liar."
"He just wants attention."
Harry opened his mouth to make a comment or yell at the Great Hall, he didn't know which, but he did neither and shut his mouth, jumped to his feet, grabbed his bag and ran from the Great Hall. Ginny grabbed her bag and ran after him.
"Harry, wait, please." She cried. Harry stopped and Ginny caught up with him. She laid her hand on his hip.
"You okay, Baby?" She asked.
"What do you think." He snapped at her and Ginny frowned. Harry reached out and laid his hand on the side of her neck.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you." Harry said. Ginny nodded and gave him a weak smile before she leaned in and kissed him, then pulled back.
"I can't believe they would just talk about you like that." Ginny cried.
"I'm trying to just ignore it, really I am, but it's too hard." Harry said. Ginny laid her head against his forehead as he pulled her closer to him for comfort.
"Don't ignore them curse them." Someone said. Harry and Ginny looked to see Rigel and Teddy.
"I can't curse everyone in the bloody Great Hall." Harry said.
"Why not." Rigel asked. "I'll do it if you want." Harry's only response to that was to roll his eyes. They stood in silence for a moment before they jumped when Teddy suddenly yelled out.
"How could Dumbledore let this happen!" He cried. "How could he let that...that toad teach here. She belongs in a zoo, not in a school full of children." He ran a hand through his still normal brown hair.
"Well, we've never had great Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers." Ginny said. "Nobody wants the job." Teddy glared at her. "Oh, you know I don't mean your dad. He was the only good teacher we had in the subject."
"If no one wants the job or if it is jinx like people claim, then why not drop it." Rigel said. "It would be a lot better than having people like Professor Toad trying to teach us."
"Yeah." Teddy said. "Flitwick could always teach students dueling and a few defense spells. That should fall along the lines of charms." Harry snorted.
"It's not like we actually learn anything in that class anyway." He said. "Moony was the only one that actually taught anything that made sense."
"She's trying to get students to spy for her too." Ginny said. "Remember what she said after Harry left. Come straight to her if we hear anyone saying Voldemort has returned."
"Of course she's here to spy." Rigel said. "That's the only reason Fudge sent her here in the first place."
"Oh, hey, Sassy, can I copy your potion homework?" Teddy suddenly asked. "We had Potions yesterday too, and got the same thing. But you know how rubbish I am with Potions." Ginny looked at Teddy for a moment not saying anything, but then shrugged and got in her bag and pulled her homework out of her potions book and handed it to him.
"Be sure you give that back." She warned. "Last time I let you copy my homework you never gave it back, and I didn't have anything to turn in."
"What do I see here." Cody suddenly came up to them, he slung his arm around Harry's shoulder and gave Ginny a large grin, as Fred and George walked up to Ginny and threw their arms around her.
"Did I just hear and see that right?" Cody demanded. "Fred-George, did I see little Ginny loaning her homework to little Teddy Lupin. Oh, may, I believe that is against school rules."
"I believe it is, Cody." Fred said. Shacken his head.
"And they are perfects too." George added, pretending to be shocked.
"And to do it in front of the Head Boy." Fred said.
"I hate to do this to two of my perfects, but..." Cody shook his head. "I believe I have to give them both detention."
"No you're not." Harry said. Cody gave her an unreadable look, Harry frowned. "You're not, are you. You can't give Ginny and Teddy detention."
"I wouldn't go to it anyway." Ginny snorted. Cody frowned at her. He then winked at Fred and George, they took their arms from around Ginny and allowed Cody to come over and threw his arm around her. He then smirked to Harry.
"But, Ginny, it would be a chance for me to finally get you alone." He said. Harry narrowed his eyes at him. Reached out took Ginny's hand and pulled her over to him and away from Cody. Cody, Fred and George looked at each other, then burst out laughing. Harry's face turned red from anger and he pulled out his wand, but Ginny grabbed his wrist.
"Come on, babe." She said, then glared at their brothers. "We have Double Charms to get to, and Professor Flitwick is already disappointed in you for the detentions you got, wouldn't do any good showing up in class late." Harry nodded and put his wand back in his robe pocket. Cody stopped laughing and frowned at Ginny.
"So, it's true you were given a weeks worth a detention for shouting at Umbrideg?" Cody asked. Harry nodded. "Mate, you better hope word doesn't get back to Jesse." Harry scowled.
"I don't care if it does." He snapped. "I'll owl and tell him myself."
"Come on, Babe." Ginny said, slipping her hand in Harry's and dragging him along as Cody opened his mouth to say something. She didn't want him in a bad mood all day from fighting with his favorite brother. They arrived to class on time and took their seats as Flitwick walked up to his desk.
"You all know that this year is your O.W.L year." Flitwick said. He was so short his head barely came over his desk, and he stepped on a stool so he could look over the class. "What you must remember is these examinations may influence your futures for many years to come! If you have not already given serious thoughts to your careers, now is the time to do so. As my own house of Ravenclaw; I must tell you all that I expect nothing lower than an A in all your O.W.L .s and would be very happy if you were to get at least an E in charms. In the meantime, I'm afraid, we will be working harder than ever to ensure that you all do yourselves justice!"
They then spent more than an hour reviewing Summoning Charms, which they were told would be on their O.W.L.s, but Harry felt like he was wasting time he already knew the charm by heart. But Ginny made sure he kept his attention on Flitwick and nothing else.
Next class was Transfiguration and McGonagall was even worse than Flitwich.
"You cannot pass an O.W.L," she said. "Without serious application, practice and study. I see no reason way none of you in this class should not achieve an O.W.L. in Transfiguration, I except no more or no less from all my O.W.L. students then I do my own house of Gryffindors, there is no reason none of you shouldn't achieve a good grade and is hoping you all get an E, if not I will be please with an A, but any lower than that is unacceptable. " McGonagall paused as if she was letting all that sink in before going on.
"Today we are starting Vanishing Spells." She went on. "These are easier than Conjuring Spells, which you would not usually attempt until N.E.W.T year, but I know some of you have already done them." With that McGonagall's eyes found Harry and Ginny's before she went on. "So, the Vanishing Spells shouldn't be too hard those of you who have, but they are still among the most difficult magic you will be tested in your O.W .L.s"
That was right for some people, most the class was finding it horribly difficult. By the end of class only Harry and Ginny had successfully vanished their snails and had earned Ravenclaw ten points a piece along with one of McGonagall's rare smiles. And was the only ones not given homework, all the others were told to practice the spell and McGonagall said she excepted to see some improvement out of them next time they came to class.
Not wanting to be the object of my whispering and pointing, Harry and his friends ate lunch down in the kitchen rather than in the Great Hall.
After lunch Harry and Ginny made their way down to Care of Magical Creatures; he had told his friends about his run in with Professor Grimes, and Teddy and Rigel already had a class with him yesterday and they found him as being weird, but as Teddy explained it was not a nerdy and suspicious type of weird, but a cool and mysterious type of weird. In other words Teddy had liked him, but Rigel, Well, he doesn't like anyone and would only say their class with him had been very boring.
The afternoon was cool and breezy, the rain that had pounded on the castle windows all morning was gone, but left a cloudy gray sky. Professor Grimes was waiting for them some yards away from Hagrid's cabin at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he stood under a large shad tree, in fact the tree was so large that if the sun was out, it would not have been able to shine down on Grimes' pale form. He was leaning on a table covered in twigs. With his arms crossed over his chest as he watching the students walking toward him. As Harry and Ginny reached him, the Hufflepuff were arriving. Up close Harry saw that the blue rings Professor Grimes had around his eyes yesterday was now gone. Harry heard laughter and some whispering, and going by the way they were pointing and looking at him, he figured he was the subject of their jokes.
"Quiet." Professor Grimes' voice echoed across the lawn. "Everyone here. Good." He uncrossed his arms and stood up straight. Then pointed at the table. "Who knows what these are?" Ginny raised her hand along with a couple of girls from Hufflepuff.
There were many gasped and screams when the twigs leapt into the air and revealed themselves to be what looked like tiny pixieish creatures made of wood, each with knobbly brown arms and legs, two twig like fingers at the end of each hand, and a funny, flat, bark like face in which a pair of beetle-brown eyes glittered.
"Ooh." Padam Patel and her friend Lisa Turpin cried.
"We do not need the girly sounds, girls." Professor Grimes braked. Looking irritated, Harry couldn't blame him, some girls acted too, well, girly. Padma and Lisa' face turned blood-red and they glared at Grimes once he turned the other way.
"Yes, Miss. Ginevra, do you know what our little friends here are?" Professor Grimes called on Ginny to answer. As he pulled out what looked like brown rice and tossed it onto the table with the twig things.
"Bowtruckles." Ginny answered. Grimes nodded. "Very, good, Miss. Ginevra. Five points to Ravenclaw. Yes this are Bowtruckles, which are tree-guradians, usually live in wand- trees. Anyone know what they eat, Harry?" Professor Grimes looked at Harry, who frowned trying to remember what he has read about Bowtruckles.
"Wood lice." Harry said. "Also fairy eggs, but they're harder for them to find."
"Very good, Five more points." Professor Grimes said. "So, whenever you need leaves from a tree in which a bowtruckle lodge, it is wise to have a gift of wood lice ready to distract or placate it. They may not look dangerous, but if angered they will gouge out a human eyes with their fingers, as you see are very sharp, and not at all desirable near the eyeball; in fact I knew a guy once who thought other...um...creatures were beneath him and had angered a group of bowtruckle by chopping down the tree in which they lived, they took their sharp little fingers and...like a said a moment ago gouged his eyes out, he lay on the ground in pain and since he had no friends to come along and check on him he lay there and bleed to death." He paused and licked his lips as if the thought of blood had sounded tasty to him. "So, if you would like to get gather closer take a few wood lice and a bowtruckle-I have enough for one between two-you can study them more closely. I want a sketch from each of you with all body parts labeled by the end of the lesson."
Harry and Ginny surged forward around the table, but the rest of the class didn't look too happy to walk up there; Grimes gave them a small friendly small as he handed them each a hand of wood lice.
"It's good to see you are in a better mood today, Harry." He commented as he laid the lice in Harry's hand. "Which I take as a sign you had no Umbridge class today." Harry grinned.
"No, sir." he said. "But, sir, you wouldn't happen to know why Hagrid is not here do you?"
"Sorry, I do not." Professor Grimes said. "But do not worry, Harry, I'm sure he is fine, there is very little that can harm a half-giant." Harry nodded and he and Ginny choose a bowtruckle and took it back to their seat.
"I bet anything he's doing something for the order." Ginny whispered as she and Harry sat down and dug parchment a quills out of their bags. "Why else would he not be here."
"You're probably right." Harry whispered back, and they soon changed the subject as they got to work on their bowtruckle.
"It's kinda cute isn't it?" Ginny asked. Harry gave her a weird look.
"Um... if you say so." Harry said. As he tried to draw a picture of the bowtruckle which wasn't easy as it kept trying to escape from their table or wanted more wood lice, Ginny even had to go ask Professor Grimes if they could have another handful, apparently the one they had picked had a big appetite.
Professor Grimes did not walk around the class and watch the students work like most the teachers did, but choose to lean against the table, with his arms crossed, looking out at everyone, not moving a one bit out from under the shad tree.
After Care of magical creatures they had Herbology; which he had to a tend with his hand in Ginny's handkerchief, because their bowtruckle bite him at the end of class because they had no more wood lice to give it. They had Herbology with the Slytherins and it was not an enjoyable lesson, the moment Draco Malfoy entered the class oom, he deliberately chose to sit across from Harry and Ginny and all through class he laughed and whispered loudly about Harry being insane and how his father said he was not fit to be in Hogwarts around other kids. If it had not been for Ginny holding his hand under the table, Harry would have snapped and cursed Malfoy till his mouth was sealed shut.
Thankfully Herbology was the last subject of the day and Harry could hide away from all the other students. At Dinner, Harry and his friends once again ate in the kitchens instead of the Great Hall. And after dinner was his first detention with Umbridge.
"Wonder what she'll have you do?" Ginny asked, as they left the kitchens.
"Probably have him catch flies for her dinner." Teddy said. Making even Rigel laugh, which was a hard thing for anyone to do, and yet some how Teddy was the one who always made him laugh. Which also resulted in Rigel smacking Teddy on the back of his head.
"See you guys later." Harry said, he gave Ginny a kiss, then nodded at Rigel and Teddy, before turning and making his way down the corridor and to Umbridge's off.
The moment Harry entered the felt sick, Umbrdge had all the surfaces in the room draped with lacy covers and cloths. There were several vases full of dried flowers, each residing on its own doily, and on one of the walls was a collection of ornamental plates, each decorated with a large Technicolor kitten wearing a different bow around its neck. These were so foul all Harry could do was stared until the sound of Umbridge's sudden voice made him jump.
"Good evening, Mr. Potter." She said, giving him a sicken sweet smile.
"What's so good about it." Harry mumbled.
"What was that, Mr. Potter?" Umbridge asked.
"I said what's so good about it?" Harry said, and Umbridge frowned stood from her seat.
"Now, now, we'll have none of that attitude." Umbridge said. Harry crossed his arms and glared at Umbridge. They stood there having a staring contest for a good five minutes before Umbride turned away.
"Well, have a seat." She pointed to a small table draped in lace with straight-back chair. A piece of blank parchment lay on the table, apparently waiting for him. He did not move right away, he just stared at the table and chair; Roger Davis had wanted him to ask Umbridge if she would let him off detention Friday so he could be at try-outs, but now as he looked into her big bug eyes as she watched and waited for him to seat as she instructed, he decided not to ask. He knew she would say no , and Harry did not want to give her that satisfaction of doing so. So, after another minute or two, he sat his bag on the floor next to the table, and pulled out the chair and flopped down in it.
"Mr. Potter, do sit up straight." Umbridge said, Harry bit the inside of his jaw to stop from telling her off as he sat up straighter. Umbridge gave him that sicken sweet smile again.
"Now, you are going to be written lines for me, Mr. Potter. No, not with your quill." she added, as Harry reached for his bag. "You're going to be using a rather special one of mine." She walked around her desk and up to his table and handed him a thin black quill with a unusually sharp point.
"I want you to write 'I must not tell lies' She told him.
"How many times? Harry asked, in a unfriendly voice.
"Oh, as long as it takes for the message to sink in." Said Umbridge; with the sicken sweet smile.
She went back to her desk and started going over some students school work. Harry waited, but when Umbridge did not move, he said.
"You did give me any ink." Harry snapped. Umbridge looked up from the school work with that smile again, Harry would of loved nothing more than to curse it off her lips.
"Oh, you won't be needing any ink." She smirked. Harry frowned suspiciously at her, before turning his attention back to the parchment. He leaned forward and placed the quill on the parchment and wrote: 'I must not tell lies'
He gasped at as a sudden pain shot through the back of his right hand, Harry glanced at it thinking maybe a bug bit him, to get a shock to find , cut into his skin as though traced there by a knife-yet even as he stared as the cut, the skin healed over, leaving the place were it had been slightly redder than before. Harry looked up at Umbridge surprise.
"Yes," She asked.
Harry glared at her and went back to written the blood-red letters, 'I must not tell lies' every time he did so he felt a searing pain on the back of his hand, the words appeared there, only to heal seconds later. Harry soon came to realize he was not written with ink, but his own blood. And again and again the words were cut into the back of my his hand, healed, and then reappeared the next time he wrote on the parchment.
Darkness fell outside Umbridge's window. Harry did not ask when he would be allowed to stop. He did not check his watch. He knew she was watching him for signs of weakness and he was not going to show any, not even if he had to sit here all night. He's had to live with consent pain in his scar, what's a little pain in his hand.
"Come here." Umbridge finally said, after what seemed like hours. He stood, his hand stinging painfully. When he looked down at it he saw the cut had healed, but the skin was red and raw.
"Hand." She ordered. Harry held out his hand and she took it in her own, making Harry feel sick about her touching him.
"Tut, tut, I don't seem to have made much of an impression yet." she said, smiling. "Well, we'll just have to try again tomorrow evening won't we? You may go."
Harry jerked his hand out of hers gave her a dirty look and without a word turned grabbed his bag and left her office. It was after midnight by the time he got to Ravenclaw Tower, and Ginny had been waiting up for him. When he entered she grinned and ran right to him.
"So, what she make you do?" Ginny asked.
"Teddy was right." Harry joked. "I've been outside all night catching her flies for dinner tomorrow." Ginny laughed and lightly hit Harry on the arm.
"No, really, what did you have to do?" Ginny demanded.
"Lines." Harry said. "I had to write, 'I must not tell lies' over and over, until my hand hurt."
"I guess that's not too bad." Ginny said. She reached up and kissed him. "I'm pretty tired, so I'm going on to bed. Goodnight, love you."
"Love you too." Harry said, he kissed her one more time, then went off to bed. He was so tired he laid down and went right off to sleep, first time in a while he slept all night without a dream.
Harry was still a little sleepy when he got up the next morning, once again he and his friends went to the kitchens for their food. After words, Harry, Teddy and Rigel and to suffer once again through Trelawny's class with her predicting his death all through the lesson.
Harry would have been happy that the rest of the day went by fast, if it had not been for the detention he had to head to at five O'clock. The second detention was even worse than the first not only did he have to use the quill again, but his hand became irritated more quickly than before; red and inflamed. Harry thought it unlikely to keep healing its self as it got redder and redder. He did a good job of keeping it from Ginny and his friends, and whenever he was around Cody he kept his hand hidden from sight so his older protective brother did not see.
The week passed by too slowly in Harry's mind. He barely had time to do all of his homework and knew he was bound to have gotten a few of it wrong, but with detentions right after dinner and being kept until way after midnight, he had to get up early to get it done, before going down to breakfast. And after the third detention, Harry's hand became harder to hide, due to the words 'I must not tell lies' did not fad from the back of his hand. Harry had to keep his hand hidden under his robe sleeve even when he was doing homework he mad sure the bottom of the sleeve kept his hand hidden, which just mad his friends suspicious. And even through the words did not fad, Umbridge said he had to come back for his last two detentions.
Friday came and at five O'clock that afternoon Harry tugged up to Umbridge office hoping the time went by fast, so the detention would be done and over and he could see if Ginny made Chaser, he hated missing seeing her try-out. He enters Umbridge office.
"You know what to do." She said without even looking up. Harry took his seat and went to work. Writting 'I must not tell lies" over and over, only to see them appear on the back of his hand and stay this time, the pain even more painful. He wished he was able to get a look at the Quidditch pitch to see how Ginny was doing. He knew his girl was good at Quiddtich, so there was no doubt in his mind she would make the team. He was also happy it would soon be the weekend and he could sleep in, in the morning, then get up hang out with his friends. Then, maybe later that day do some homework, he was getting behind on.
After his detention Harry found himself heading back to Ravenclaw Tower wondering if he had finally met a teacher he hated more than Snape. As he came up on the Ravenclaw stairway that led up to the door with the eagle door knocker, he heard voices and looked up to see Ginny and Anthony Goldstein on their way back from their night of patrolling the halls. Harry hadn't heard what they had said to each other, but by the look on both their faces, he guess they had been fighting over something. And if he had to guess, that something had been him.
"Harry." Ginny smiled when she saw up and rushed up to greet him with a kiss. Harry quickly hide his hand behind his back.
"Potter!" Anthony snapped. "What are you doing out in the halls this late. You are not..."
"Shut it, Goldstein." Ginny snapped at him. "You know good and well, Harry was coming back from his detention, so leave him alone." Anthony glared at her, then turned and went into the common room. Ginny turned back to Harry.
"That was your last detention, babe." Ginny said, she put her hand on his side and reached up and kissed him long and passionate, before she pulled back with a big smile on her. "I bet you're happy."
"Very, no more catching flies for her dinner." He joked. Ginny laughed, and dropped her hand from his side to grab his hand, before Harry realized what she did, and she grabbed his right hand, then frowned when he winced as she touched his hand, Ginny frowned at the wet sticking stuff there and pulled her hand back to look.
"Harry, what is all over your...that's blood!" She cried has she held her hand up till the light. Some of Harry's blood now on her fingers.
"Yeah...um...I cut my hand..." Harry said, Ginny frowned and grabbed his hand again and held it up to her face, she frowned, reading the words, then her eyes got big.
"That...that...evil toad!" Ginny cried, her face turning red with anger. "I'm going to... to... I don't know what, but it'll hurt." Harry smiled at Ginny's rant.
"Gin Gin, calm down." Harry said. Ginny frowned at him.
"I thought you said she had you written lines." Ginny demanded.
"She did, love." Harry said. He then explained to Ginny about Umbridge's quill.
"Why didn't you tell us...tell me?" Ginny demanded. Harry reached out with his uninjured hand and pulled her to him.
"Because you would have been worried and mad." Harry explained. "Knowing Morph and Trouble, they would have done something to get in trouble and I didn't want them having to write with that quill and going through that."
"You should have still told someone." Ginny said. "I know Dumbledore is ignoring you at the moment, but there is still Flitwick or McGonagall."
"And let Umbridge know she got to me and I complained about it." Harry said. Ginny groaned.
"You are way too stubborn." Ginny said. They put their arms around each other and walked into the common room, since it was Friday and they did have to get up early, instead of going up to bed, they went over to one of the large blue and bronze stripped armchairs in front of the fireplace and after Ginny fixed Harry's hand the best she could (Her healing charm would only stop the bleeding) and wrapped a bandaged around it, she sat in his lap, sideways, and put her arms around his neck, as he put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She gave him a long passionate kiss before pulling apart, she grinned real big before saying.
"Oh, I almost forgot." She gave him another short kiss "I did it. I'm one of the new chasers." She leaned in and they kissed again, before they pulled apart.
"Brilliant!" Harry cried. He leaned in for another kiss, he could never get enough of Ginny's soft lips on his.
"Who's the other chaser." Harry asked, when they pulled apart after ten seconds of kissing.
"Shu Li." Ginny said. Harry frowned.
"That fifth year that keeps to herself." Harry asked. Ginny nodded, kissed him again before pulling back and saying.
"She might be a little shy and quiet, but she can really fly and was pretty good." Harry nodded, took one arm from around her waist, laid is on her cheek and touched his lips to hers once again.
They sat there making out, kissing passionately, then Harry pulled away only to kiss Ginny's cheek, then her jaw and down to her neck, (making sure to leave a hicky) he made his way back up to her jaw, before switching to her other side and given it the same treatment, before he straighten his head and connected their lips together once more. Then it was Ginny's turn to kiss Harry like he just did her, his jaw down to his neck (also leaving a hicky) before her lips find his again.
After a while they just sat together holding on to each other. Ginny with her head on Harry's shoulder, and Harry with both arms back around her waist and holding her close. Neither one was talking, they didn't need to. They were more than happy to just kiss in comfortable silence.
It wasn't until way after three in the morning that Ginny and Harry finally pulled apart and decided to go to bed, they had caught each other almost falling asleep and it wouldn't due for their follow Ravenclaws to come down the stairway the next morning to see them like that, the rumors that would come from that both did not need. And after one last kiss and a I love you, they separated and went up to bed.
"That toad face bitch!" Teddy cried the next morning. Ginny had talked Harry into telling their friends, but they all promised to keep it from Cody, knowing how protective he was, he would really be the one that did something that would land him in a whole lot of trouble.
Rigel said nothing he just looked at the scars on Harry's hand with a disgusted look on his face. But they could tell he was mad, because his light gray eyes had darken some.
"We need to get back at her somehow." Ginny said. They all had slept till way past noon and now were in the kitchens eating sandwiches and chips as Harry explained to his good friends what happened in his detentions.
"Show her she doesn't scare us." Rigel said. "We don't care about a little pain in our hands, she nor the ministry is going to shut us up."
"I'm in." Teddy said, grinning, then he turned his brown hair to blue. They looked at him a little surprise. He out of all of them was the one most trying not to make Umbridge mad, out of request from his mum.
"But I thought..."
"Got a letter from my dad this morning." Teddy grinned. "I wouldn't say what all was in it, a lot is personal, between father and son. But he did say not to change because of him, he would be alright. He actually told me to stand up to Umbridge said, not to change who I am for anyone and that was the only way to deal with people like her. Besides, she made Britney cry the other day. She's not getting by with mess with my little sister."
"Good, " Rigel said, nodding his head. "Me, and Sassy have a plan."
"What is it?" Harry asked, as he wrapped the bandaged around his hand. Wrapping one around hand was the only sure way that Cody would never see the scars.
"Well, starting Monday when classes go back in session we are going to start our...I guess little rebellion. " Ginny said. She grinned real big and leaned in. "This is what we will do..."
A.N. I'm leaving off there, and in case you're wondering, no, Ginny and Harry did not go any further then all that kissing they were doing.
