Chapter 11- The Bathroom

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'Ginny was no longer surrounded by the comfort of her fluffy, red pillows and blankets. She was, in fact, in the corridor, just outside the unused toilet that had been inhabited by Moaning Myrtle. The door of the lavatory was ajar as Ginny slowly stepped forward to take a small peek after seeing that no one was around.

She heard sobs of a girl coming form on of the many, green, rotten cubicles. She looked through the key hole to see that a young girl was sitting inside, crying for all it was worth. Ginny smirked as a small idea hit her.

She quickly sped around the room, turning on all the taps and jamming the so they could not be turned off. She then ran quickly out of the room, locking the door with a dark locking charm that could only be unlocked by the person who had placed the charm. She sprinted from the scene, out of sight.

Inside the toilet, the girl had left her perch on the old, porcelain toilet and was heading to leave the room. As she stepped out, she gasped at the scene of the flooding bathroom.

The sinks had quickly filled with the clear liquid and the floor was covered in the soaking substance. Water began to seep through the girl's socks as she tried her hardest to turn many of the running taps off.

The girl in the bathroom was a young, second year Ravenclaw. Her name was Martha Hewitt: she was known for being bullied a lot amongst her class mates.

She was still running around the room, turning the taps, desperately trying to stop the forever running water as it was now coming up around her knees. Just then, with a strangled squeal, she slipped on the stone, tiled floor, and landed with a splash in the cold water, hitting her head on the sink as she hit the floor, completely knocking her out. The water was now covering her nose as she turned white and her hair soaked.

Ginny had run so much that she had a large, painful stich in her side. She had suddenly become frightened. "What the hell?" was the last thought that had entered her mind as she blacked out onto the floor of the wide, stone corridor…'

Ginny awoke with a loud gasp as she sat up in her bed and look around the still empty room. Her head was covered in a cold sweat as she looked down to her astonishment, to see the necklace, softly swinging around her neck. To her surprise, the once sapphire stone had turned a brilliant emerald green. She blinked a few times and shook her head before looking at the necklace again to see that it was back to its original colour. She thought she was just seeing things but still wondered why it was hanging around her neck. "I swear I took it off," Ginny thought as she examined it in her hands.

She left her thoughts at bay, just leaving it to the fact that she must have forgotten to take it off as she walked down into the common room that had seemed fuller than before, after she had gotten re-dressed.

She smiled at Dean as she sat next to as he kissed her forehead only to be interrupted by a small scream, echoing through the hall way. As everyone rushed out of the common room, Ginny hang back slightly as she was scared to see what had occurred until Dean had pulled her along with him and Seamus.

As everyone descended the many flights of alternating stairs, the whole of the Gryffindor common room was right at the sight of the chaos. There, in the corridor was soaked body of a young girl; Maratha Hewitt. Her body was white, Hagrid's heavy form standing over her next to the, what looked like, bust open door of the girls unused bathroom. The door lay on the floor, splintered, surrounded by wood and water.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore arrived at the scene and tried to disperse most of the crowd. Hagrid picked up her body and ran her straight to the hospital wing on orders from Dumbledore who was now whispering in a very shocked McGonagall's ear.

"All students are to return to they're dorms immediately!" She bellowed and before she finished her sentence, Ginny dashed up the steps and straight into her dorm. Only Harry had seen her go and was extremely worried for her as he slowly followed her up the stairs.

"What's going on Minerva?" questioned Snape, looking around at the rest of the crowd suspiciously as they disappeared up the stairs to they're common rooms.

"Another attack," McGonagall whispered with saddened eyes.

Ginny raced into the empty common room, panting for breathe as the portrait hole swung open to reveal a very flustered, worn out Harry.

"Gin, what's wrong?" Harry exclaimed running over to her.

She sobbed into his shoulder as they stood next to the roaring fire. He stood their quietly, holding her, rubbing her back as she cried, while making soft shushing noises in her ear.

All of a sudden, Ginny felt all the feelings she had ever held in her love filled heart for Harry come back and hit her chest like a ton of bricks. She pulled away slightly to look up into his wonderful, shimmering emerald green eyes that held so much love and devotion amongst the hurt and sadness. She raised herself up onto her tiptoes as he bent his head to follow hers. Her eyes fluttered closed as Harrys head bent further down and then…he kissed her.

The moment Harry finally felt Ginny's plump, pink lips hit his; the fireworks in the back of his mind went shooting into the sky. He had been waiting for this moment for so long. He once breaking heart felt as though it was healing right inside his chest, ready to burst out full of love and happiness.

The moment Ginny felt Harry's strong, powerful lips hit hers, she felt her heart swelled with emotion. She had waited literally all her life for this moment and it had been way better than she could have ever imagined. All her thoughts were lost as her tears dried and her mind and heart were clouded with undivided love for the man in which whom she had melted into the arms of.

Suddenly, she was struck with a sudden pang on removable guilt. "Dean!" her guilty mind shouted as she drew back form Harry's muscular body.

"Sorry…" She managed to whisper before racing up to her dorm room, beginning to cry as the guilt got to her heart. She shut the door behind her and sank into her bed, falling asleep with tears in her eyes.

Harry was left stunned as she left the room and the others re-entered. He sat into one of the seats closest to him as Ron and Hermione. "What have it done!"